Long Poems About Sadness
#sadness
Related Themes
#dark
#depression
#despair
#grief
#heartbroken
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
#suffering
Long poems about sadness. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
A Metamorphosis of Dichotomy
Pounding on our chests
Screaming patriotism
Our country shouldn't be
Reflecting other prisms
Checks and balances
And the rule of law
Why are you acting
Like you're so appalled
Ignoring the courts
Defying subpoenas
Dancing around the truth
Like a ballerina
Free speech censored
As long as I have mine
We're taking back our country
It's about damn time
Constant fake news
Spreading...
Screaming patriotism
Our country shouldn't be
Reflecting other prisms
Checks and balances
And the rule of law
Why are you acting
Like you're so appalled
Ignoring the courts
Defying subpoenas
Dancing around the truth
Like a ballerina
Free speech censored
As long as I have mine
We're taking back our country
It's about damn time
Constant fake news
Spreading...
#sadness
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The Aches Of Carrying The Dead
my wrist shakes
carpal tunnel
from that time the post in the back yard
broke it and my father beat the shit
out of me
for crying because men don’t cry
and hospital was days away
from the heavy bag
honing knock out shots
throwing with the fury of an arrow riddle berserker
as if my last deeds in life will be echoed
through the ages of wrist-spraining-shots into dented leather
I’ve been taught so often how little
I matter unless I’m doing
so I bury it using an excavator
my tears now
just...
carpal tunnel
from that time the post in the back yard
broke it and my father beat the shit
out of me
for crying because men don’t cry
and hospital was days away
from the heavy bag
honing knock out shots
throwing with the fury of an arrow riddle berserker
as if my last deeds in life will be echoed
through the ages of wrist-spraining-shots into dented leather
I’ve been taught so often how little
I matter unless I’m doing
so I bury it using an excavator
my tears now
just...
#emptiness
#sadness
#shame
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~- the flawless fairy spotted deer..
(an inspired lyrical from the 1981 Tamil film #AayiramNilaveVaa -
a female solo sad number sung hauntingly by the living legend
singer #PSusheela & scored by Maestro Ilayaraja, song linked below)
https://youtu.be/ITNHmYoUVek?feature=shared
(intro verses)
stranded in the gushing
shores of the holy Ganges..
she, a mesmerize of a spotted dear.. yet there
in a deeply torn~ thirsting melancholic daze
is in search of.. the waters..
yes, in search...
a female solo sad number sung hauntingly by the living legend
singer #PSusheela & scored by Maestro Ilayaraja, song linked below)
https://youtu.be/ITNHmYoUVek?feature=shared
(intro verses)
stranded in the gushing
shores of the holy Ganges..
she, a mesmerize of a spotted dear.. yet there
in a deeply torn~ thirsting melancholic daze
is in search of.. the waters..
yes, in search...
#conflict
#inspirational
#lyrics
#music
#sadness
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The Day We Said Goodbye
It was a very cold winter day
Still I couldn’t tell you if it was sunny or gray
Such irrelevance was far in the back of my mind
It would’ve been dark even if the sun did shine
So often we're in the place we least want to see
But there’s nowhere else that we’d rather be
They said you were dying, a sin to keep you alive
Our hearts ripped to pieces deciding what was right
It turned out to be the day we said goodbye ...
Still I couldn’t tell you if it was sunny or gray
Such irrelevance was far in the back of my mind
It would’ve been dark even if the sun did shine
So often we're in the place we least want to see
But there’s nowhere else that we’d rather be
They said you were dying, a sin to keep you alive
Our hearts ripped to pieces deciding what was right
It turned out to be the day we said goodbye ...
#death
#grief
#love
#sadness
#TimeHeals
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"The Feathers Fall, The Stone's Lament"
A chasm yawned, a sepulchral well,
Wherein my soul, in darkness fell.
No Lethe’s stream, no quenching tide,
But arid void, where phantoms hide.
I knew it not, the fatal leap,
But found myself where shadows sleep.
This “beauty,” fiendish, hellish art,
A vaulted tomb, to tear apart.
The moon, a spectral, pallid gleam,
A moment’s respite, a fevered dream.
A rounded chamber, cold and vast,
Where hope lies shattered, shadows cast.
Emptiness, a shroud, a winding sheet,
I crave its touch, its bitter sweet. ...
Wherein my soul, in darkness fell.
No Lethe’s stream, no quenching tide,
But arid void, where phantoms hide.
I knew it not, the fatal leap,
But found myself where shadows sleep.
This “beauty,” fiendish, hellish art,
A vaulted tomb, to tear apart.
The moon, a spectral, pallid gleam,
A moment’s respite, a fevered dream.
A rounded chamber, cold and vast,
Where hope lies shattered, shadows cast.
Emptiness, a shroud, a winding sheet,
I crave its touch, its bitter sweet. ...
#anger
#anxiety
#dark #sadness
#dark #sadness
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Father, I get so much Joy after I had prayed to you
Father, I get so much
Joy after I had prayed
To you
Before I go to sleep
Every single night
In my bed
Tonight when I had prayed
To you in my prayer
I had asked for you
To remove the anger
That I have
And also I ask my father
To help me with daily
Problems
Because I am not sure
How to work in solving
My daily problems
Also, my father when I sleep
In my bed at night
I never wake up
In the middle of the night
I sleep all through the night
Like a log
Also, I know that you
Father...
Joy after I had prayed
To you
Before I go to sleep
Every single night
In my bed
Tonight when I had prayed
To you in my prayer
I had asked for you
To remove the anger
That I have
And also I ask my father
To help me with daily
Problems
Because I am not sure
How to work in solving
My daily problems
Also, my father when I sleep
In my bed at night
I never wake up
In the middle of the night
I sleep all through the night
Like a log
Also, I know that you
Father...
#apathy
#bittersweet
#regret
#rejection
#sadness
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I’ll meet you there
my tears burn
your mangled
thumb as you
gently cup
my cheeck this
last time
last
time
our foreheads pressed,
eyes closed
whispering
I’m sorry
like a mantra from
both mouths
my hands are fists
in your shirt
deformed to the
taste of holding on
to something
we let die
a few times back
and I’m sorry
this time
because I want to
fold in your arms
like a...
your mangled
thumb as you
gently cup
my cheeck this
last time
last
time
our foreheads pressed,
eyes closed
whispering
I’m sorry
like a mantra from
both mouths
my hands are fists
in your shirt
deformed to the
taste of holding on
to something
we let die
a few times back
and I’m sorry
this time
because I want to
fold in your arms
like a...
#breakup
#love
#obsession
#passion
#sadness
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When it's not love no more
Through this life we all will go through somethings, that are necessary for you to understand, that love is a two way street of give and take. For you have to learn how to navigate, through the process of the nonsense of the hurt and pain. That surely will come with confusion and displacement of what, love really is to the deepness of the truth of the heart. ❤️ For sure what you would you rather have in your own life, for wouldn't you want a relationship with a positive, commitment and real consistency to be able to share your life with for better or worse. As it is true that...
#bittersweet
#disappointment
#heartbroken
#regret
#sadness
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It's never good bye
When we die it doesn't mean that you will not be forgotten, but you will always be remembered in the heart and mind. For sure we may feel that what we have to learn is a another lesson about life. For it's true know one lives forever as that is what is life, for sure we have to be strong enough to be able to carry the weight of the world upon our shoulders. For it's that attitude you have to adjust with your thoughts, on what is happening in our lives that will affect us in so many ways sometimes. For sure it's necessary to understand that it's not over when you lose, it's over when you QUITE...
#death
#fate
#grief
#sadness
#StreamOfConsciousness
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An Endless Sadness
Had a nightmare last night. It was quite dark and disturbing like many of them. My friend Joe was in it, telling me I had changed. That I wasn't the girl he thought he knew. That he didn't want to talk to me. That I was tainted now. Forever. Josh was saying it, and anyone I ever knew said these things.
I woke up like I usually do, like I'm getting out of a trance rather than a nightmare.
I personally hate it when people say to not let someone or something have so much power over you. Because I'm already good at that, considering my situation. But if something, even if...
I woke up like I usually do, like I'm getting out of a trance rather than a nightmare.
I personally hate it when people say to not let someone or something have so much power over you. Because I'm already good at that, considering my situation. But if something, even if...
#fear
#grief
#sadness
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Surrounded by Nothing, You At Last Find Solitude
The skin peels in ribbons, curling like the pages of unwritten regrets,
unfolding where the fingers once traced warmth on cold glass,
a silent fog of breath lingering, dissolving into absence.
The house is empty now—
or perhaps, it was never full,
only a place where shadows learned to walk without sound,
where voices whisper backwards, syllables twisting like snapped necks.
A clock ticks without hands, bleeding minutes into the floorboards.
A rat scurries through the hollowed-out ribcage of something forgotten,
gnawing on the marrow of lost...
unfolding where the fingers once traced warmth on cold glass,
a silent fog of breath lingering, dissolving into absence.
The house is empty now—
or perhaps, it was never full,
only a place where shadows learned to walk without sound,
where voices whisper backwards, syllables twisting like snapped necks.
A clock ticks without hands, bleeding minutes into the floorboards.
A rat scurries through the hollowed-out ribcage of something forgotten,
gnawing on the marrow of lost...
#anxiety
#depression
#despair
#nightmares
#sadness
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The Right Path
What happened beneath the trees?
Do they have falling green leaves?
Do they always fall far from the tree?
And do I have to follow?
Once my time comes,when it comes the sorrow.
Do I have to follow nature's path?
In order to live and survive?
Sometimes I wish,but couldn't I just stay and watch the stars in the night?
Like nature's course takes place.
I found a familiar face.
Green,dancing leaves.
And spring,lively trees.
If I were a leaf,I would dance.
And have a natural advance.
I would flow slowly...
Do they have falling green leaves?
Do they always fall far from the tree?
And do I have to follow?
Once my time comes,when it comes the sorrow.
Do I have to follow nature's path?
In order to live and survive?
Sometimes I wish,but couldn't I just stay and watch the stars in the night?
Like nature's course takes place.
I found a familiar face.
Green,dancing leaves.
And spring,lively trees.
If I were a leaf,I would dance.
And have a natural advance.
I would flow slowly...
#despair
#hope
#motivational #sadness
#motivational #sadness
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Sadness