Sad Poems
#sadness
Poems about sadness and sorrow encompass a range of subjects including depression, grief, heartbreak and suffering. Sad poems tell painful stories and offer a window into the soul of someone who is struggling in life or feeling alone.
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#dark
#depression
#despair
#grief
#heartbroken
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
#suffering
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PlaydateWithFire
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:51pm
Yesterday 11:51pm
Stuck in a book called life? Turn the page.
Scratching my eyes with the salt
of my apathy.
Blurring the vision, I won't
see the heresy.
It claws from within as the
cravings are calling me.
Death holds the door as I walk
through this tragedy.
Drink from the bottle that's
half full of emptiness.
Destiny's calling, I stand
at the precipice.
Voices are screaming, "you are
nothing of consequence."
A future that's clenched in the
teeth of due diligence.
Suddenly silence encompasses
everywhere.
Feeling the cold of the steel
I become...
of my apathy.
Blurring the vision, I won't
see the heresy.
It claws from within as the
cravings are calling me.
Death holds the door as I walk
through this tragedy.
Drink from the bottle that's
half full of emptiness.
Destiny's calling, I stand
at the precipice.
Voices are screaming, "you are
nothing of consequence."
A future that's clenched in the
teeth of due diligence.
Suddenly silence encompasses
everywhere.
Feeling the cold of the steel
I become...
#sadness
#anger
#LifeChangingMoment #CallToAction
#LifeChangingMoment #CallToAction
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Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:05pm
Yesterday 11:05pm
QUINCEAÑERA
A pleasant Summer breeze
whispers through the ahuehuete
slightly agitating las luminarias
that border with shimmering light
the expansive red-brick patio
festively decorated with garlands
of pink and white papel picado
In my red taffeta dress,
lovingly hand sewn by mi mamá,
con mi papá I dance el vals tradicional.
I'm the center of attention
in a large crowd of smiling familia y amigos.
The fragrance of my bouquet of quince rosas,
the sound of música alegre
played by el Mariachi,
thrill my senses.
Mi...
whispers through the ahuehuete
slightly agitating las luminarias
that border with shimmering light
the expansive red-brick patio
festively decorated with garlands
of pink and white papel picado
In my red taffeta dress,
lovingly hand sewn by mi mamá,
con mi papá I dance el vals tradicional.
I'm the center of attention
in a large crowd of smiling familia y amigos.
The fragrance of my bouquet of quince rosas,
the sound of música alegre
played by el Mariachi,
thrill my senses.
Mi...
#sadness
#anger
#love
#family
#music
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Vamps
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:29pm
Yesterday 10:29pm
All This History
I was scared and afraid, really just a kid, mostly after all the heavy shit that I did. Still tryin' to deal with it all, all these years on, all the things you said, were all just a con. Had me hook line and sinker, like walkin' home from school, getting thrown in the stinker. Spent all my time in the park, smokin' weed, talkin' shit, chillin' in The Quads after dark. Got arrested a few times, not for much, smashing a window, drunk and disorderly, knickin' a plant pot off a rabbit hutch, not much, the times were such. I know you think I'm pathetic, goin' on, same old rhetoric, blah,...
#sadness
#regret
#heartbroken #breakup
#heartbroken #breakup
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marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:00am
Yesterday 1:00am
Breaking Down
Sometimes I feel overwhelmed
to the point where I want to die
the tears won't stop
and I can barely breathe
I can't get the voices to shut up
and I can't find a single happy thought
I try to think of someone to call
but something always stops me
I don't want to be a burden
and force my unhappiness onto others
no one would truly understand anyway
its hard for me to find the right words
I feel so alone and broken
I just don't know what to do anymore
all the anxiety and worry just builds up
then tears me...
to the point where I want to die
the tears won't stop
and I can barely breathe
I can't get the voices to shut up
and I can't find a single happy thought
I try to think of someone to call
but something always stops me
I don't want to be a burden
and force my unhappiness onto others
no one would truly understand anyway
its hard for me to find the right words
I feel so alone and broken
I just don't know what to do anymore
all the anxiety and worry just builds up
then tears me...
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression #loneliness
#depression #loneliness
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1 Comment
Jamela
Poem Published
20th Aug 2019 00:45am
20th Aug 2019 00:45am
Forget You, Forget Me
Fear and courage mixed into one
The thought of losing you was driving me nuts,
But the feelings that rose let me know you were the one.
My heart burnt at the thought of losing you,
I keep reminiscing about us two,
And I hate myself for having let you go ,
Even though I'm the one that forced you to go.
Your smile, laugh, eyes, the funny way u twitch when you blush,
The way you stare at me and describe every thing that you love without hesitation,
Made me feel all mushy, the sweetest sensation,
I miss it all...
So many times I...
The thought of losing you was driving me nuts,
But the feelings that rose let me know you were the one.
My heart burnt at the thought of losing you,
I keep reminiscing about us two,
And I hate myself for having let you go ,
Even though I'm the one that forced you to go.
Your smile, laugh, eyes, the funny way u twitch when you blush,
The way you stare at me and describe every thing that you love without hesitation,
Made me feel all mushy, the sweetest sensation,
I miss it all...
So many times I...
#sadness
#love
#ILoveYou
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
20th Aug 2019 00:03am
20th Aug 2019 00:03am
Sunless Days
The clouds have their day
to release what’s pent within
no longer able to hold the mask
of sunny days meant to last
the halcyon all pursue
a status quo for the abused
idyllic for the quick glimpse
when inquires seek portends
even as the coming storm
gathers round behind the smile
heavy with the unresolved
echoes of the saddest times
soon to drench the frowning crowds
scurrying to answer shelter’s prompt
away from those who can't escape
the overcast of sunless days.
© 2019. Sean Green. All...
to release what’s pent within
no longer able to hold the mask
of sunny days meant to last
the halcyon all pursue
a status quo for the abused
idyllic for the quick glimpse
when inquires seek portends
even as the coming storm
gathers round behind the smile
heavy with the unresolved
echoes of the saddest times
soon to drench the frowning crowds
scurrying to answer shelter’s prompt
away from those who can't escape
the overcast of sunless days.
© 2019. Sean Green. All...
#sadness
#depression
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Trouble_Loves_Me
Poem Published
19th Aug 2019 8:45pm
19th Aug 2019 8:45pm
Tales Not Told In Mabignonion
Poor Father & me –
Pour forth craclin fire into hearth
To warm knuckles
Smoke out blood lined secrets,
Sit tight in cropped semi-circles
Tongue-craft sail storying breath,
Imperfect enough to keep survival flowing.
Mouthfuls of broken glass -
Smash whisky tombs into embaying embers.
In everyman Fern Hill
Under valleyed verse
Boughs bend towards secondary sun
Gravely glade stones form bascule bridge
What force of storm uproots trees, unending?
Seeds of light that grew
Here and gave being. ...
Pour forth craclin fire into hearth
To warm knuckles
Smoke out blood lined secrets,
Sit tight in cropped semi-circles
Tongue-craft sail storying breath,
Imperfect enough to keep survival flowing.
Mouthfuls of broken glass -
Smash whisky tombs into embaying embers.
In everyman Fern Hill
Under valleyed verse
Boughs bend towards secondary sun
Gravely glade stones form bascule bridge
What force of storm uproots trees, unending?
Seeds of light that grew
Here and gave being. ...
#sadness
#love
#nature #rebirth
#nature #rebirth
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cabcool
Poem Published
19th Aug 2019 5:07am
19th Aug 2019 5:07am
happy endings
when i was a poet
i lived not
in a world
of actual people
convenience
draped from my fingers
words describing
gentile characters
i should never meet
face to face
but i had a handle
on the night
whose darkness
i repressed
with forest fires
a connoisseur
of happy endings
i learned to
write my wrongs
in inks that blended
disordered fragments
into prosaic syntheses
of rhymes
and rhythms
and conscious notions
that enticed the
living daylights ...
i lived not
in a world
of actual people
convenience
draped from my fingers
words describing
gentile characters
i should never meet
face to face
but i had a handle
on the night
whose darkness
i repressed
with forest fires
a connoisseur
of happy endings
i learned to
write my wrongs
in inks that blended
disordered fragments
into prosaic syntheses
of rhymes
and rhythms
and conscious notions
that enticed the
living daylights ...
#sadness
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #escape
#WritingPoetry #escape
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2 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
19th Aug 2019 1:28am
19th Aug 2019 1:28am
The Hidden
The comfort of anonymity
makes it easy
to retract
from a disappointing run
through the trials
of getting to the core
of that once hopeful being.
makes it easy
to retract
from a disappointing run
through the trials
of getting to the core
of that once hopeful being.
#sadness
#identity
29 reads
2 Comments
Jamela
Poem Published
18th Aug 2019 11:49pm
18th Aug 2019 11:49pm
Beastly spiral
Why am I in my feelings?!,
I'm the one to blame!,
You're not the problem,
I'm the one that's insane,
I'm the beast that you tried to tame,
With no luck you slipped away,
Now you're the beast she tries to tame,
And I'm sorry for making you that way...
I'm the one to blame!,
You're not the problem,
I'm the one that's insane,
I'm the beast that you tried to tame,
With no luck you slipped away,
Now you're the beast she tries to tame,
And I'm sorry for making you that way...
#sadness
#regret
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delanee
Poem Published
18th Aug 2019 9:48pm
18th Aug 2019 9:48pm
Muted - - competition piece - -
do you hear me
crying out?
crying out?
#sadness
#frustration
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Pauciloquent
Poem Published
18th Aug 2019 7:59pm
18th Aug 2019 7:59pm
Outlive
A book has a life span,
When it ends, it's ends.
Already printed and pressed,
Bound and sealed.
An expiration date,
In its page numbers.
It will not grow with me,
Will not add a chapter.
Done is done,
Through is through.
It's never a happy end,
To outlive a friend.
When it ends, it's ends.
Already printed and pressed,
Bound and sealed.
An expiration date,
In its page numbers.
It will not grow with me,
Will not add a chapter.
Done is done,
Through is through.
It's never a happy end,
To outlive a friend.
#sadness
#death
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