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.
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 10:03pm
2nd Mar 2025 10:03pm
Vision Of Insanity
ALL the WORLD needs IS a RESULT from YOU, deliver IT and IT'S gonna PAY YOU..
By the end of this session, my mission accomplished
What follows next only leads to sanity..
If you ever happen to meet me on the way
Behave with me so kindly
Back home, I got this charity
I've never ever looked down on any needy
The most dangerous thing is facing reality
At that instance, you know it's a game of probability
A conflict within any family
Fulfilling one's wishes in vanity
So fragile...
By the end of this session, my mission accomplished
What follows next only leads to sanity..
If you ever happen to meet me on the way
Behave with me so kindly
Back home, I got this charity
I've never ever looked down on any needy
The most dangerous thing is facing reality
At that instance, you know it's a game of probability
A conflict within any family
Fulfilling one's wishes in vanity
So fragile...
#confusion
#dark
#heartbroken #sadness
#heartbroken #sadness
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Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 8:57pm
27th Feb 2025 8:57pm
A Product Of Mind Boggling Rarity
Artful
Brainy and crafty
A person with a psychopathic personality
Though with a full sense of moral responsibility
A product of mind boggling rarity
Coldly and bluntly, letting you know that I've committed so many atrocities
Living for decade in disguise in a sorority
Who at school cannot solve the math problems of inequalities?
On the brink of insanity
Living in a hidden agony
Standing tall alone on a battlefield
Everywhere I turn piles of dead bodies
Bleeding from my injuries ...
Brainy and crafty
A person with a psychopathic personality
Though with a full sense of moral responsibility
A product of mind boggling rarity
Coldly and bluntly, letting you know that I've committed so many atrocities
Living for decade in disguise in a sorority
Who at school cannot solve the math problems of inequalities?
On the brink of insanity
Living in a hidden agony
Standing tall alone on a battlefield
Everywhere I turn piles of dead bodies
Bleeding from my injuries ...
#dark
#grief
#heartbroken #sadness
#heartbroken #sadness
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Johnny_Silver
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 11:06pm
19th Feb 2025 11:06pm
Good Night
Amy's waking up to a half-empty bed
Looks around for her other half
It's me, I'm by the window, looking out at the rain
Another winter's come to freeze the dark
She says she's ok
I wish I knew the truth
She shivers and stutters over the cold
I guess we were children in ice
She wraps her arms around me like a blanket all tight and warm
Says "I'm sorry..."
What for?
"I'm sorry I'm leaving"
Why?
"Because you deserve better and I'm freezing"
Amy's the chill in the air that shivers on my...
Looks around for her other half
It's me, I'm by the window, looking out at the rain
Another winter's come to freeze the dark
She says she's ok
I wish I knew the truth
She shivers and stutters over the cold
I guess we were children in ice
She wraps her arms around me like a blanket all tight and warm
Says "I'm sorry..."
What for?
"I'm sorry I'm leaving"
Why?
"Because you deserve better and I'm freezing"
Amy's the chill in the air that shivers on my...
#love
#memories
#sadness
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Hashman
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 3:55am
14th Feb 2025 3:55am
Dandelion Seeds
Love
where does it go
when you give it to someone
who doesn't really want it,
does it float up to the clouds
and fall back as rain
maybe it helps the full moon shine
and the stars twinkle in the night sky
or does it just burn up in the hot sun
does it climb the highest mountain
and sit on the peak
or lie low in the valley of death
does it make the echo,echo...
or help the birds sing their birdsongs
oh love
oh love ...
where does it go
when you give it to someone
who doesn't really want it,
does it float up to the clouds
and fall back as rain
maybe it helps the full moon shine
and the stars twinkle in the night sky
or does it just burn up in the hot sun
does it climb the highest mountain
and sit on the peak
or lie low in the valley of death
does it make the echo,echo...
or help the birds sing their birdsongs
oh love
oh love ...
#sadness
168 reads
6 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
12th Feb 2025 9:51pm
12th Feb 2025 9:51pm
~eye.. this I of the eye
eye, this i of the eye- virally grown
overnight .. into a swollen spongiform
salty lachrymation sac..
slowly
lash out their thousand curled in
millipede appendages..so long
lying idly brittle as if a wasted
vestigial.. now
arch out
in sturdy yet curling flexibly
as bows .. in a sultry beauty
of a smudged smeary
kohling mascara .. uncensored
to be wetted
beyond threshold::
(till immemorial until...
overnight .. into a swollen spongiform
salty lachrymation sac..
slowly
lash out their thousand curled in
millipede appendages..so long
lying idly brittle as if a wasted
vestigial.. now
arch out
in sturdy yet curling flexibly
as bows .. in a sultry beauty
of a smudged smeary
kohling mascara .. uncensored
to be wetted
beyond threshold::
(till immemorial until...
#love
#sadness
#spiritual #ValentinesDay
#spiritual #ValentinesDay
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Shon
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 7:47pm
9th Feb 2025 7:47pm
Play it again sam.
She strode in, lighting the room.
Noticing her immediately.
A jolt went thought me.
I froze as she waved at me.
Or perhaps to the guy sitting next to me.
I waved back in silence.
Avoiding eye contact.
As I'd been advised to do.
Definitely not speak to her in any way.
Told this would upset her so.
Avoidance & silence the strategic way.
Downward gaze as i passed her to the bar.
In the toilet had a breakdown.
Strong sense of mutual...
Noticing her immediately.
A jolt went thought me.
I froze as she waved at me.
Or perhaps to the guy sitting next to me.
I waved back in silence.
Avoiding eye contact.
As I'd been advised to do.
Definitely not speak to her in any way.
Told this would upset her so.
Avoidance & silence the strategic way.
Downward gaze as i passed her to the bar.
In the toilet had a breakdown.
Strong sense of mutual...
#MovingOn
#sadness
#UnrequitedLove
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Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 4:38pm
7th Feb 2025 4:38pm
Let Me In...
I see you there,
A fortress carved of shadow and silence,
Every stone a scar,
Every wall a memory of someone who taught you
That love was a weapon
And trust was a wound waiting to happen.
But I am not them.
I am not the echoes that haunt your halls,
Not the ghosts that call your name with empty promises.
I am here, flesh and blood,
And I will stand in the storm of your defenses
Until you let me through.
Let me in.
Not to take from you,
Not to demand your strength,
Not to claim your broken pieces as my own. ...
A fortress carved of shadow and silence,
Every stone a scar,
Every wall a memory of someone who taught you
That love was a weapon
And trust was a wound waiting to happen.
But I am not them.
I am not the echoes that haunt your halls,
Not the ghosts that call your name with empty promises.
I am here, flesh and blood,
And I will stand in the storm of your defenses
Until you let me through.
Let me in.
Not to take from you,
Not to demand your strength,
Not to claim your broken pieces as my own. ...
#bittersweet
#emptiness
#fear
#loneliness
#sadness
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Nowhere_
HaleyJade
HaleyJade
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 5:28am
29th Jan 2025 5:28am
Groundhog Day.
My unbeating heart makes not one
Single gesture
The sores on my arms are infected and festered
Blood runs cold, stopping in its tracks
What was once full of life, now lacks
Lay still, silent
Though not quiet, no not very quiet
Searing red, strife and violence.
I wake up, in a hospital bed
Only to find that it’s happened again.
What could possibly have gone wrong?
As I wake from the dead,
Entire life infront of me
Hanging by a thread
There’s No light at the end of my tunnel ...
Single gesture
The sores on my arms are infected and festered
Blood runs cold, stopping in its tracks
What was once full of life, now lacks
Lay still, silent
Though not quiet, no not very quiet
Searing red, strife and violence.
I wake up, in a hospital bed
Only to find that it’s happened again.
What could possibly have gone wrong?
As I wake from the dead,
Entire life infront of me
Hanging by a thread
There’s No light at the end of my tunnel ...
#dark
#LifeCycle
#sadness
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 10:49am
26th Jan 2025 10:49am
Gone Now
Yeah, come on
Yeah, another day
Yeah another struggle
Another another story
Another book
I lost too many to the struggle
I see their faces every time I'm starin' deep in the puddle
Reminiscin' 'bout them nights we had to hustle through trouble
They say it gets easier, but I still feel the rubble
He wonder what he did to deserve
Another homie in the casket, name stitched in the curb
I seen it all before, so nothin' really seem to disturb
Another five-man procession, dressed in all black furs
God is the...
Yeah, another day
Yeah another struggle
Another another story
Another book
I lost too many to the struggle
I see their faces every time I'm starin' deep in the puddle
Reminiscin' 'bout them nights we had to hustle through trouble
They say it gets easier, but I still feel the rubble
He wonder what he did to deserve
Another homie in the casket, name stitched in the curb
I seen it all before, so nothin' really seem to disturb
Another five-man procession, dressed in all black furs
God is the...
#memories
#sadness
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 10:49am
13th Jan 2025 10:49am
Ocean Blue Dreams
There is a figure I sometimes see in my dreams.
With blue eyes,ocean screens.
Sometimes, I meet him in my dreamscape.
Something like an escape.
From reality,cheapskate.
And when I am with him,it feels like fate.
If only I could transport to that realm as I please.
He would be real.
He would be by my side,and ask me how I feel.
His identity is unknown.
But to me,he's an old friend.
I don't see him often.
But we manage to make amends.
Like the time we went on a vacation far away.
Or the time we got...
With blue eyes,ocean screens.
Sometimes, I meet him in my dreamscape.
Something like an escape.
From reality,cheapskate.
And when I am with him,it feels like fate.
If only I could transport to that realm as I please.
He would be real.
He would be by my side,and ask me how I feel.
His identity is unknown.
But to me,he's an old friend.
I don't see him often.
But we manage to make amends.
Like the time we went on a vacation far away.
Or the time we got...
#despair
#FallingInLove
#hope
#love
#sadness
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 8:20pm
12th Jan 2025 8:20pm
Why do you do that to thyself
I can't really understand why do you do that to thyself, 🤔 for it's not going to change anything that you can't change thyself. FOR sure it's literally just a fix for a moment and then you find thyself, sometimes hurting in pain or be getting thoughts on killing yourself or hurting those who care deeply about you. 🤨 YET you continue to do what you do to thyself, thinking it's gonna help you navigate, through the darkness of the evil forces, that seems to control your thoughts calling you affecting your insight and life. Yet you still believe that it's helping you to cope with...
#addiction
#depression
#illness
#MentalHealth
#sadness
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Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 1:39am
12th Jan 2025 1:39am
This Is A Sad Poem
The first time I tried to kill myself I had dumped half of the contents of a Mr.Bubbles bottle into the tub, making an iridescent and bubble gum scented grave for myself.
I dunked my head underwater for the next hour or so and continuously tried to drown to no avail.
I couldn’t get past the annoying survival instinct to come up for air when I started to panic.
I tell my therapist this as though I was telling her about dressing my dolls or playing a game with my cousins. She furrows her brow and frowns the way people do when they don’t get my dead parent jokes. I...
I dunked my head underwater for the next hour or so and continuously tried to drown to no avail.
I couldn’t get past the annoying survival instinct to come up for air when I started to panic.
I tell my therapist this as though I was telling her about dressing my dolls or playing a game with my cousins. She furrows her brow and frowns the way people do when they don’t get my dead parent jokes. I...
#death
#grief
#hope #sadness
#hope #sadness
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