Poems About Sadness Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about sadness published by members recently online.
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
9th Oct 2024 1:07pm
9th Oct 2024 1:07pm
Memory of death
Once sanctuary.
The uninviting undertones bellow in mourning.
A soured fate.
They say the deads sleep is endless, as my toll chimes, wakeless.
Still unsighted eyes.
With sickly bloodshot yolk, cresting as if to rise reborn.
Tarnishing sleek silvered rumination, in anniversary of the best forgotten.
Another empty plot fills a space better kept for the rigid, the disciplined.
Hands worn of time for nothing other than keeping bones wrapped.
In unbound duty, spreading dirt, not to cover but expose.
Treadless stepping...
The uninviting undertones bellow in mourning.
A soured fate.
They say the deads sleep is endless, as my toll chimes, wakeless.
Still unsighted eyes.
With sickly bloodshot yolk, cresting as if to rise reborn.
Tarnishing sleek silvered rumination, in anniversary of the best forgotten.
Another empty plot fills a space better kept for the rigid, the disciplined.
Hands worn of time for nothing other than keeping bones wrapped.
In unbound duty, spreading dirt, not to cover but expose.
Treadless stepping...
#death
#memories
#sadness
130 reads
8 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
9th Oct 2024 1:07pm
9th Oct 2024 1:07pm
Memory of death
Once sanctuary.
The uninviting undertones bellow in mourning.
A soured fate.
They say the deads sleep is endless, as my toll chimes, wakeless.
Still unsighted eyes.
With sickly bloodshot yolk, cresting as if to rise reborn.
Tarnishing sleek silvered rumination, in anniversary of the best forgotten.
Another empty plot fills a space better kept for the rigid, the disciplined.
Hands worn of time for nothing other than keeping bones wrapped.
In unbound duty, spreading dirt, not to cover but expose.
Treadless stepping...
The uninviting undertones bellow in mourning.
A soured fate.
They say the deads sleep is endless, as my toll chimes, wakeless.
Still unsighted eyes.
With sickly bloodshot yolk, cresting as if to rise reborn.
Tarnishing sleek silvered rumination, in anniversary of the best forgotten.
Another empty plot fills a space better kept for the rigid, the disciplined.
Hands worn of time for nothing other than keeping bones wrapped.
In unbound duty, spreading dirt, not to cover but expose.
Treadless stepping...
#death
#memories
#sadness
130 reads
8 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
9th Oct 2024 1:07pm
9th Oct 2024 1:07pm
Memory of death
Once sanctuary.
The uninviting undertones bellow in mourning.
A soured fate.
They say the deads sleep is endless, as my toll chimes, wakeless.
Still unsighted eyes.
With sickly bloodshot yolk, cresting as if to rise reborn.
Tarnishing sleek silvered rumination, in anniversary of the best forgotten.
Another empty plot fills a space better kept for the rigid, the disciplined.
Hands worn of time for nothing other than keeping bones wrapped.
In unbound duty, spreading dirt, not to cover but expose.
Treadless stepping...
The uninviting undertones bellow in mourning.
A soured fate.
They say the deads sleep is endless, as my toll chimes, wakeless.
Still unsighted eyes.
With sickly bloodshot yolk, cresting as if to rise reborn.
Tarnishing sleek silvered rumination, in anniversary of the best forgotten.
Another empty plot fills a space better kept for the rigid, the disciplined.
Hands worn of time for nothing other than keeping bones wrapped.
In unbound duty, spreading dirt, not to cover but expose.
Treadless stepping...
#death
#memories
#sadness
130 reads
8 Comments
Forcubanlinx
Poem Published
31st Dec 2024 3:01am
31st Dec 2024 3:01am
Not Like You
In the night, I feel complete,
Immersed in my unique world.
The darkness brings peace,
Free from the troubles of the day.
Yet, you wouldn't understand
That it's hard for me to blend in,
So I withdraw into the tranquility of solitude.
Since my virtue matters, so does my integrity--
I lament being crude, but I'm not like you.
But how can you expect me to lie?
When you know, I struggle just to simply get by.
Immersed in my unique world.
The darkness brings peace,
Free from the troubles of the day.
Yet, you wouldn't understand
That it's hard for me to blend in,
So I withdraw into the tranquility of solitude.
Since my virtue matters, so does my integrity--
I lament being crude, but I'm not like you.
But how can you expect me to lie?
When you know, I struggle just to simply get by.
#emotional
#emptiness
#loneliness
#misunderstood
#sadness
75 reads
3 Comments
Forcubanlinx
Poem Published
31st Dec 2024 3:01am
31st Dec 2024 3:01am
Not Like You
In the night, I feel complete,
Immersed in my unique world.
The darkness brings peace,
Free from the troubles of the day.
Yet, you wouldn't understand
That it's hard for me to blend in,
So I withdraw into the tranquility of solitude.
Since my virtue matters, so does my integrity--
I lament being crude, but I'm not like you.
But how can you expect me to lie?
When you know, I struggle just to simply get by.
Immersed in my unique world.
The darkness brings peace,
Free from the troubles of the day.
Yet, you wouldn't understand
That it's hard for me to blend in,
So I withdraw into the tranquility of solitude.
Since my virtue matters, so does my integrity--
I lament being crude, but I'm not like you.
But how can you expect me to lie?
When you know, I struggle just to simply get by.
#emotional
#emptiness
#loneliness
#misunderstood
#sadness
75 reads
3 Comments
Forcubanlinx
Poem Published
31st Dec 2024 3:01am
31st Dec 2024 3:01am
Not Like You
In the night, I feel complete,
Immersed in my unique world.
The darkness brings peace,
Free from the troubles of the day.
Yet, you wouldn't understand
That it's hard for me to blend in,
So I withdraw into the tranquility of solitude.
Since my virtue matters, so does my integrity--
I lament being crude, but I'm not like you.
But how can you expect me to lie?
When you know, I struggle just to simply get by.
Immersed in my unique world.
The darkness brings peace,
Free from the troubles of the day.
Yet, you wouldn't understand
That it's hard for me to blend in,
So I withdraw into the tranquility of solitude.
Since my virtue matters, so does my integrity--
I lament being crude, but I'm not like you.
But how can you expect me to lie?
When you know, I struggle just to simply get by.
#emotional
#emptiness
#loneliness
#misunderstood
#sadness
75 reads
3 Comments
Forcubanlinx
Poem Published
31st Dec 2024 3:01am
31st Dec 2024 3:01am
Not Like You
In the night, I feel complete,
Immersed in my unique world.
The darkness brings peace,
Free from the troubles of the day.
Yet, you wouldn't understand
That it's hard for me to blend in,
So I withdraw into the tranquility of solitude.
Since my virtue matters, so does my integrity--
I lament being crude, but I'm not like you.
But how can you expect me to lie?
When you know, I struggle just to simply get by.
Immersed in my unique world.
The darkness brings peace,
Free from the troubles of the day.
Yet, you wouldn't understand
That it's hard for me to blend in,
So I withdraw into the tranquility of solitude.
Since my virtue matters, so does my integrity--
I lament being crude, but I'm not like you.
But how can you expect me to lie?
When you know, I struggle just to simply get by.
#emotional
#emptiness
#loneliness
#misunderstood
#sadness
75 reads
3 Comments
Forcubanlinx
Poem Published
31st Dec 2024 3:01am
31st Dec 2024 3:01am
Not Like You
In the night, I feel complete,
Immersed in my unique world.
The darkness brings peace,
Free from the troubles of the day.
Yet, you wouldn't understand
That it's hard for me to blend in,
So I withdraw into the tranquility of solitude.
Since my virtue matters, so does my integrity--
I lament being crude, but I'm not like you.
But how can you expect me to lie?
When you know, I struggle just to simply get by.
Immersed in my unique world.
The darkness brings peace,
Free from the troubles of the day.
Yet, you wouldn't understand
That it's hard for me to blend in,
So I withdraw into the tranquility of solitude.
Since my virtue matters, so does my integrity--
I lament being crude, but I'm not like you.
But how can you expect me to lie?
When you know, I struggle just to simply get by.
#emotional
#emptiness
#loneliness
#misunderstood
#sadness
75 reads
3 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 11:13pm
14th Nov 2024 11:13pm
No Church Bells
We need to talk
Why do I feel my chest tighten or, like every nerve ending is firing at once
We need to talk
Nothing ever goes well with those types of words
I know what I told you
I should stop this. I know exactly where it's going, and my heart is slowly ripping apart.
I told you everything was over with me and her, but I also told you I would try to make it work.
Why is he still talking? I got it. I'm gone
I would like if we could still be friends
He would like it if we could...
Why do I feel my chest tighten or, like every nerve ending is firing at once
We need to talk
Nothing ever goes well with those types of words
I know what I told you
I should stop this. I know exactly where it's going, and my heart is slowly ripping apart.
I told you everything was over with me and her, but I also told you I would try to make it work.
Why is he still talking? I got it. I'm gone
I would like if we could still be friends
He would like it if we could...
#breakup
#heartbroken
#rejection #sadness
#rejection #sadness
276 reads
26 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 11:13pm
14th Nov 2024 11:13pm
No Church Bells
We need to talk
Why do I feel my chest tighten or, like every nerve ending is firing at once
We need to talk
Nothing ever goes well with those types of words
I know what I told you
I should stop this. I know exactly where it's going, and my heart is slowly ripping apart.
I told you everything was over with me and her, but I also told you I would try to make it work.
Why is he still talking? I got it. I'm gone
I would like if we could still be friends
He would like it if we could...
Why do I feel my chest tighten or, like every nerve ending is firing at once
We need to talk
Nothing ever goes well with those types of words
I know what I told you
I should stop this. I know exactly where it's going, and my heart is slowly ripping apart.
I told you everything was over with me and her, but I also told you I would try to make it work.
Why is he still talking? I got it. I'm gone
I would like if we could still be friends
He would like it if we could...
#breakup
#heartbroken
#rejection #sadness
#rejection #sadness
276 reads
26 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 11:13pm
14th Nov 2024 11:13pm
No Church Bells
We need to talk
Why do I feel my chest tighten or, like every nerve ending is firing at once
We need to talk
Nothing ever goes well with those types of words
I know what I told you
I should stop this. I know exactly where it's going, and my heart is slowly ripping apart.
I told you everything was over with me and her, but I also told you I would try to make it work.
Why is he still talking? I got it. I'm gone
I would like if we could still be friends
He would like it if we could...
Why do I feel my chest tighten or, like every nerve ending is firing at once
We need to talk
Nothing ever goes well with those types of words
I know what I told you
I should stop this. I know exactly where it's going, and my heart is slowly ripping apart.
I told you everything was over with me and her, but I also told you I would try to make it work.
Why is he still talking? I got it. I'm gone
I would like if we could still be friends
He would like it if we could...
#breakup
#heartbroken
#rejection #sadness
#rejection #sadness
276 reads
26 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 11:13pm
14th Nov 2024 11:13pm
No Church Bells
We need to talk
Why do I feel my chest tighten or, like every nerve ending is firing at once
We need to talk
Nothing ever goes well with those types of words
I know what I told you
I should stop this. I know exactly where it's going, and my heart is slowly ripping apart.
I told you everything was over with me and her, but I also told you I would try to make it work.
Why is he still talking? I got it. I'm gone
I would like if we could still be friends
He would like it if we could...
Why do I feel my chest tighten or, like every nerve ending is firing at once
We need to talk
Nothing ever goes well with those types of words
I know what I told you
I should stop this. I know exactly where it's going, and my heart is slowly ripping apart.
I told you everything was over with me and her, but I also told you I would try to make it work.
Why is he still talking? I got it. I'm gone
I would like if we could still be friends
He would like it if we could...
#breakup
#heartbroken
#rejection #sadness
#rejection #sadness
276 reads
26 Comments
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