Keening

The sound of keening pierced the silence of the night, a heartbreaking lament for the deceased.

Her keening wails echoed through the funeral hall, filled with sorrow.

The keening cries of the bereaved could be heard at the gravesite.

The keening cries of the wounded soldier could be heard from the battlefield.

The air raid siren's keening pierced through the city, signaling imminent danger.

The mourners' keening filled the air as they bid farewell to their beloved friend.

The old woman's keening pierced the night as she grieved the passing of her only son.

The traditional keening brought tears to the eyes of all those who listened, capturing the pain of loss in its rawest form.

The traditional keening at the Irish wake added an emotional element to the farewell ceremony.

The keening of mourners echoed through the somber church as they bid farewell to their beloved pastor.

The sound of keening echoed through the empty halls of the castle.

The collective keening of the crowd created an atmosphere of deep sorrow and grief.

The haunting melody of keening echoed through the ancient ruins, commemorating the souls who had departed.