Least Read Poems About Sadness
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#depression
#despair
#grief
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#hurt
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
#suffering
Least read poems about sadness. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
18th Dec 2022 10:16pm
18th Dec 2022 10:16pm
EQUIVALENT OCCURRENCES
A deep cry erupts the city street
A mother's heart races a rapid beat.
A whirlwind swivels round her baby girl
Toddler falls - as the world becomes a blur.
Traveling soul up to the heavens above
With the taste of her mother's love
Stifling numbness of her body on the ground
Panic strikes - drowning earthly sound.
Scent of eternity and freshly-cut grass
Awakens as the soul bypassed.
Do they come back, O God, the same?
Do they come back the same?
Filled with regrets, remorse and shame
Like a separation or divorce ...
A mother's heart races a rapid beat.
A whirlwind swivels round her baby girl
Toddler falls - as the world becomes a blur.
Traveling soul up to the heavens above
With the taste of her mother's love
Stifling numbness of her body on the ground
Panic strikes - drowning earthly sound.
Scent of eternity and freshly-cut grass
Awakens as the soul bypassed.
Do they come back, O God, the same?
Do they come back the same?
Filled with regrets, remorse and shame
Like a separation or divorce ...
#sadness
#shame
#confusion
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DevonJones409
Poem Published
20th Apr 2022 9:54pm
20th Apr 2022 9:54pm
As I lay crying
Awoke, with pressure in my head,
Brain felt like balloon, pink 'n' red.
As clichèt as it sounds,
It'll POP 'n' explode rounds.
a continual pump action,
Cranium capacity, full,
No more room, even a fraction,
Cracking open the skull.
Eleven hours, most of the day,
Head'll go BOOM, so clichèt.
The very next day I wake up,
Deep in ocean, like U-boat, sub.
Surface top, is baseline,
Emotions dive 'n' decline.
Periscope reluctant to raise,
Unable to see above top. ...
Brain felt like balloon, pink 'n' red.
As clichèt as it sounds,
It'll POP 'n' explode rounds.
a continual pump action,
Cranium capacity, full,
No more room, even a fraction,
Cracking open the skull.
Eleven hours, most of the day,
Head'll go BOOM, so clichèt.
The very next day I wake up,
Deep in ocean, like U-boat, sub.
Surface top, is baseline,
Emotions dive 'n' decline.
Periscope reluctant to raise,
Unable to see above top. ...
#sadness
#LifeStruggles
#shame
#TimeHeals
#emotions
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
1st Apr 2021 6:48pm
1st Apr 2021 6:48pm
Lost
My eyes became balloons
When I targeted the prize
My heart grew the size of moons
Kidnapping my breath like a child
On the brink to become baptized
My childhood flashed
In brief moments of elation
So many smiles cracked my face
Surrounded by the annoyance
Of delivery vexation
The price was right
Avoiding a crater in my wallet
Though my childhood is priceless
I was more than happy to swallow it
Daydreams and dreams at night
Playing hooky for just a bite
Tournaments with friends...
When I targeted the prize
My heart grew the size of moons
Kidnapping my breath like a child
On the brink to become baptized
My childhood flashed
In brief moments of elation
So many smiles cracked my face
Surrounded by the annoyance
Of delivery vexation
The price was right
Avoiding a crater in my wallet
Though my childhood is priceless
I was more than happy to swallow it
Daydreams and dreams at night
Playing hooky for just a bite
Tournaments with friends...
#happiness
#sadness
#love
#disappointment
#emotions
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:18am
Yesterday 11:18am
Rose Vines
I was looking in my gold mirror.
Vines around it,rose bushes nearby.
With thorns,I did not know how or why.
The roses on the bushes are red.
Maybe if I had a prettier stem or better leaves.
And my needs feel like they haven't been read properly.
I always thought of myself as a flower.
But if I could be a red rose,I would have so much power.
Maybe if I did not have any thorns.
Or if I could remove my differences and horns.
Maybe if I dyed my petals red.
Would that make things better?
Alas,I hope...
Vines around it,rose bushes nearby.
With thorns,I did not know how or why.
The roses on the bushes are red.
Maybe if I had a prettier stem or better leaves.
And my needs feel like they haven't been read properly.
I always thought of myself as a flower.
But if I could be a red rose,I would have so much power.
Maybe if I did not have any thorns.
Or if I could remove my differences and horns.
Maybe if I dyed my petals red.
Would that make things better?
Alas,I hope...
#hope
#sadness
#uplifting
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2020 4:12pm
22nd Apr 2020 4:12pm
When April Sings Opera
A drama queen arises
Spewing chaos upon horizons
Parade of masks disguises
Unnecessary loss brutalizes
Tears among eyes agonizes
Devastating closures of franchises
Coldness continues its chastises
Sirens of sadness uprises
Future of hope surmises
Poetic edification sympathizes
Love and peace harmonizes
Abuse of alcohol tranquilizes
Quarantined houses jeopardizes
Social media still theorizes
Creative voices vocalizes
Circle of friends improvises
This poem truly apologizes
When April Sings Opera
...
Spewing chaos upon horizons
Parade of masks disguises
Unnecessary loss brutalizes
Tears among eyes agonizes
Devastating closures of franchises
Coldness continues its chastises
Sirens of sadness uprises
Future of hope surmises
Poetic edification sympathizes
Love and peace harmonizes
Abuse of alcohol tranquilizes
Quarantined houses jeopardizes
Social media still theorizes
Creative voices vocalizes
Circle of friends improvises
This poem truly apologizes
When April Sings Opera
...
#sadness
#heartbroken
#frustration
#despair
#NaPoWriMo2020
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
28th Oct 2020 7:08pm
28th Oct 2020 7:08pm
We Survived Their Attack Part 2
(Yesterday’s News). Page 3
I cower in her sands
Burying my head in her hands
I’m transported back home
Harkening to little footsteps roam
My wife is out with her friends
In search of her afterparty cleanse
The night is still young
I taste its intentions on my tongue
Time for my daughter’s dreams to ascend
Playing back my naughty thoughts as they suspend
I don on my maid
Purifying our quarters for a romantic cascade
The feng shui must compliment the mood
Candles and rose petals elevate my servitude
She...
I cower in her sands
Burying my head in her hands
I’m transported back home
Harkening to little footsteps roam
My wife is out with her friends
In search of her afterparty cleanse
The night is still young
I taste its intentions on my tongue
Time for my daughter’s dreams to ascend
Playing back my naughty thoughts as they suspend
I don on my maid
Purifying our quarters for a romantic cascade
The feng shui must compliment the mood
Candles and rose petals elevate my servitude
She...
#sadness
#grief
#strength
#loneliness
#hope
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
5th Oct 2020 1:33am
5th Oct 2020 1:33am
Be Afraid To Be Alone
The night is growing
You are still awake
Your T.V. is snowing
You have a mild headache
The winds punish your shutters
The rain brutalizes your house
A local owl hoots its mutter
The elements create a rouse
The branches claw your windows
The trees sway along the breeze
The thunder rolls its billows
While the lightning threatens to seize
Your T.V. becomes alive
Broadcasting the local news
There were reports of a demise
On the very street you snooze
There’s a sudden interruption
An escape from an asylum ...
You are still awake
Your T.V. is snowing
You have a mild headache
The winds punish your shutters
The rain brutalizes your house
A local owl hoots its mutter
The elements create a rouse
The branches claw your windows
The trees sway along the breeze
The thunder rolls its billows
While the lightning threatens to seize
Your T.V. becomes alive
Broadcasting the local news
There were reports of a demise
On the very street you snooze
There’s a sudden interruption
An escape from an asylum ...
#sadness
#anxiety
#Halloween
#despair
#fear
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
24th Apr 2020 4:52pm
24th Apr 2020 4:52pm
Abandonment Issues
I tear into my chest
With my bare hand and nails
Extracting my heart from my breast
I must know all its tales
It beats in my clutch
A seasoned hostage all black and blue
Cold hearted to my touch
Riddled with tiny worms where scar tissue grew
The sewage that seeped from its chambers
Emitted a strong foul must
Ordaining us perfect strangers
A never-ending martyr of trust
The blood that once jogged red
Was now corrupted and black
Conjuring envy as it spread
Consuming its bitterness in its own payback
I slowly applied...
With my bare hand and nails
Extracting my heart from my breast
I must know all its tales
It beats in my clutch
A seasoned hostage all black and blue
Cold hearted to my touch
Riddled with tiny worms where scar tissue grew
The sewage that seeped from its chambers
Emitted a strong foul must
Ordaining us perfect strangers
A never-ending martyr of trust
The blood that once jogged red
Was now corrupted and black
Conjuring envy as it spread
Consuming its bitterness in its own payback
I slowly applied...
#sadness
#anger
#hate
#loneliness
#NaPoWriMo2020
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2021 1:42am
2nd Feb 2021 1:42am
Four Curses of Love
Wanting:
“My core hungers her taste;
Such ravenous haste.
Mend us as paste;
Our souls lay waste.”
I’ve spied her with lust
Watched her swell up her bust
Imagined her cries of my thrust
Swimming the pools of our trust
Her body recoils the tread
Her musk entices its spread
Her breath is shallowly fed
My fantasies desire her thread
The music box she wields
Shall forever quench my yields
Lest it molds me to her shields
Knighting me in her fields
Needing:
“I lap at her...
“My core hungers her taste;
Such ravenous haste.
Mend us as paste;
Our souls lay waste.”
I’ve spied her with lust
Watched her swell up her bust
Imagined her cries of my thrust
Swimming the pools of our trust
Her body recoils the tread
Her musk entices its spread
Her breath is shallowly fed
My fantasies desire her thread
The music box she wields
Shall forever quench my yields
Lest it molds me to her shields
Knighting me in her fields
Needing:
“I lap at her...
#happiness
#sadness
#loneliness
#admiration
#despair
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
12th Feb 2021 9:59pm
12th Feb 2021 9:59pm
Abandoned By Choice
Alabaster memories afloat
Before my gaze
Circumspectly a buried quote
Displays
Evermore I’m drawn to you
Fascinated at best
Gaudy hopes purposely accrue
Harvest
Innermost temptation spurs
Jittery along their cracks
Kindled overdue whispers
Lacks
Madness sweeps around my stoop
Needles prick my rind
Obscenities must fly the coupe
Peace of mind
Quality rivers flow
Reprimanded by my fears
Sadness pleads my plateau
Tears
Unfathomable desires dance
Vindicated and...
Before my gaze
Circumspectly a buried quote
Displays
Evermore I’m drawn to you
Fascinated at best
Gaudy hopes purposely accrue
Harvest
Innermost temptation spurs
Jittery along their cracks
Kindled overdue whispers
Lacks
Madness sweeps around my stoop
Needles prick my rind
Obscenities must fly the coupe
Peace of mind
Quality rivers flow
Reprimanded by my fears
Sadness pleads my plateau
Tears
Unfathomable desires dance
Vindicated and...
#sadness
#love
#UnrequitedLove
#separation
#bittersweet
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2021 9:26pm
2nd Feb 2021 9:26pm
Head Space
There was a time
I believed your tongue
Silvered words chime
In my head they hung
Hot-air balloons
Swelled my ego’s delight
Outside buffoons
I ignored on site
I believed everything you were
Ingested every lie you’d slur
I questioned myself when the truth was right there
Because ignorance was grand when I lived in fear
I saw no reason
To abandon your love
Blind to your treason
It fit like a glove
Blind to your deceit
I cared not to look
I marched to your beat
A controlled opened book ...
I believed your tongue
Silvered words chime
In my head they hung
Hot-air balloons
Swelled my ego’s delight
Outside buffoons
I ignored on site
I believed everything you were
Ingested every lie you’d slur
I questioned myself when the truth was right there
Because ignorance was grand when I lived in fear
I saw no reason
To abandon your love
Blind to your treason
It fit like a glove
Blind to your deceit
I cared not to look
I marched to your beat
A controlled opened book ...
#sadness
#anger
#regret
#grief
#shame
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Shakespearan-Sweet
Poem Published
20th Jul 2018 1:55pm
20th Jul 2018 1:55pm
The Black Angel (whole version)
The Black Angel”
shudders of my NEVEAH spoke abruptly, the 4 days of the pre quake shocks leading up to I could hear the prophetic whispers of the dark undertones crept in my ears so subtly
I looked over and saw ArchAngel Chamuel in a struggle with some known legendary creature of lies, the battle went on for
6 hours at the 6 minute
of the 6 mark was the time,
this was a rare demon who popped up after 30 years again to steal my rhymes, I saw one of my Purple envelopes with my poem inside,
being tossed to and fro then taken away,
it...
shudders of my NEVEAH spoke abruptly, the 4 days of the pre quake shocks leading up to I could hear the prophetic whispers of the dark undertones crept in my ears so subtly
I looked over and saw ArchAngel Chamuel in a struggle with some known legendary creature of lies, the battle went on for
6 hours at the 6 minute
of the 6 mark was the time,
this was a rare demon who popped up after 30 years again to steal my rhymes, I saw one of my Purple envelopes with my poem inside,
being tossed to and fro then taken away,
it...
#sadness
#rejection
#rhyming
#dialogue
#dark
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Sadness
