Poems About Sadness Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about sadness published by members recently online.
Reaching
Summer moon shines on the willow's sleeves
clinging to the solstice drawing into dusk
Silently, listening to the falling pollen
my tears longing for imaginable dreams
Reaching in grief for the abandoned reef
clinging to the solstice drawing into dusk
Silently, listening to the falling pollen
my tears longing for imaginable dreams
Reaching in grief for the abandoned reef
#sadness
#spiritual
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Reaching
Summer moon shines on the willow's sleeves
clinging to the solstice drawing into dusk
Silently, listening to the falling pollen
my tears longing for imaginable dreams
Reaching in grief for the abandoned reef
clinging to the solstice drawing into dusk
Silently, listening to the falling pollen
my tears longing for imaginable dreams
Reaching in grief for the abandoned reef
#sadness
#spiritual
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Mother Natures Last Walk
Walking in the soft white
With no direction
All I know is my heart is cold
The air freezes with every exhale
Creating intriguing flakes that drift
What have you done?
Some mistakes cannot be repaired
I gave you a home
Nurtured you
Now
I will walk the path to my end
What can a mother do to show her love?
I gave you me
Once the last bloom on the tree of life blooms
Remember how I once was.
Remember the soft summer nights.
When the rose and the orchids perfumed the air
Remember the sweet fruits...
With no direction
All I know is my heart is cold
The air freezes with every exhale
Creating intriguing flakes that drift
What have you done?
Some mistakes cannot be repaired
I gave you a home
Nurtured you
Now
I will walk the path to my end
What can a mother do to show her love?
I gave you me
Once the last bloom on the tree of life blooms
Remember how I once was.
Remember the soft summer nights.
When the rose and the orchids perfumed the air
Remember the sweet fruits...
#grief
#love
#regret #sadness
#regret #sadness
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Mother Natures Last Walk
Walking in the soft white
With no direction
All I know is my heart is cold
The air freezes with every exhale
Creating intriguing flakes that drift
What have you done?
Some mistakes cannot be repaired
I gave you a home
Nurtured you
Now
I will walk the path to my end
What can a mother do to show her love?
I gave you me
Once the last bloom on the tree of life blooms
Remember how I once was.
Remember the soft summer nights.
When the rose and the orchids perfumed the air
Remember the sweet fruits...
With no direction
All I know is my heart is cold
The air freezes with every exhale
Creating intriguing flakes that drift
What have you done?
Some mistakes cannot be repaired
I gave you a home
Nurtured you
Now
I will walk the path to my end
What can a mother do to show her love?
I gave you me
Once the last bloom on the tree of life blooms
Remember how I once was.
Remember the soft summer nights.
When the rose and the orchids perfumed the air
Remember the sweet fruits...
#grief
#love
#regret #sadness
#regret #sadness
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8 Comments
Mother Natures Last Walk
Walking in the soft white
With no direction
All I know is my heart is cold
The air freezes with every exhale
Creating intriguing flakes that drift
What have you done?
Some mistakes cannot be repaired
I gave you a home
Nurtured you
Now
I will walk the path to my end
What can a mother do to show her love?
I gave you me
Once the last bloom on the tree of life blooms
Remember how I once was.
Remember the soft summer nights.
When the rose and the orchids perfumed the air
Remember the sweet fruits...
With no direction
All I know is my heart is cold
The air freezes with every exhale
Creating intriguing flakes that drift
What have you done?
Some mistakes cannot be repaired
I gave you a home
Nurtured you
Now
I will walk the path to my end
What can a mother do to show her love?
I gave you me
Once the last bloom on the tree of life blooms
Remember how I once was.
Remember the soft summer nights.
When the rose and the orchids perfumed the air
Remember the sweet fruits...
#grief
#love
#regret #sadness
#regret #sadness
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8 Comments
Mother Natures Last Walk
Walking in the soft white
With no direction
All I know is my heart is cold
The air freezes with every exhale
Creating intriguing flakes that drift
What have you done?
Some mistakes cannot be repaired
I gave you a home
Nurtured you
Now
I will walk the path to my end
What can a mother do to show her love?
I gave you me
Once the last bloom on the tree of life blooms
Remember how I once was.
Remember the soft summer nights.
When the rose and the orchids perfumed the air
Remember the sweet fruits...
With no direction
All I know is my heart is cold
The air freezes with every exhale
Creating intriguing flakes that drift
What have you done?
Some mistakes cannot be repaired
I gave you a home
Nurtured you
Now
I will walk the path to my end
What can a mother do to show her love?
I gave you me
Once the last bloom on the tree of life blooms
Remember how I once was.
Remember the soft summer nights.
When the rose and the orchids perfumed the air
Remember the sweet fruits...
#grief
#love
#regret #sadness
#regret #sadness
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8 Comments
She's gone
It was cold, very very cold.
I went for a walk with misery in one pocket.
In the other, my dead wife's golden locket.
How confused I felt
holding sunlight in one hand
and darkness in the other.
Onwards I walked.
Fists clenched against the truth or the cold or both.
" It will do you good " they said.
But it didn't
for I wished that I was dead.
But I wasn't
I had a life to live instead.
I went for a walk with misery in one pocket.
In the other, my dead wife's golden locket.
How confused I felt
holding sunlight in one hand
and darkness in the other.
Onwards I walked.
Fists clenched against the truth or the cold or both.
" It will do you good " they said.
But it didn't
for I wished that I was dead.
But I wasn't
I had a life to live instead.
#death
#love
#sadness #uplifting
#sadness #uplifting
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2 Comments
She's gone
It was cold, very very cold.
I went for a walk with misery in one pocket.
In the other, my dead wife's golden locket.
How confused I felt
holding sunlight in one hand
and darkness in the other.
Onwards I walked.
Fists clenched against the truth or the cold or both.
" It will do you good " they said.
But it didn't
for I wished that I was dead.
But I wasn't
I had a life to live instead.
I went for a walk with misery in one pocket.
In the other, my dead wife's golden locket.
How confused I felt
holding sunlight in one hand
and darkness in the other.
Onwards I walked.
Fists clenched against the truth or the cold or both.
" It will do you good " they said.
But it didn't
for I wished that I was dead.
But I wasn't
I had a life to live instead.
#death
#love
#sadness #uplifting
#sadness #uplifting
66 reads
2 Comments
She's gone
It was cold, very very cold.
I went for a walk with misery in one pocket.
In the other, my dead wife's golden locket.
How confused I felt
holding sunlight in one hand
and darkness in the other.
Onwards I walked.
Fists clenched against the truth or the cold or both.
" It will do you good " they said.
But it didn't
for I wished that I was dead.
But I wasn't
I had a life to live instead.
I went for a walk with misery in one pocket.
In the other, my dead wife's golden locket.
How confused I felt
holding sunlight in one hand
and darkness in the other.
Onwards I walked.
Fists clenched against the truth or the cold or both.
" It will do you good " they said.
But it didn't
for I wished that I was dead.
But I wasn't
I had a life to live instead.
#death
#love
#sadness #uplifting
#sadness #uplifting
66 reads
2 Comments
She's gone
It was cold, very very cold.
I went for a walk with misery in one pocket.
In the other, my dead wife's golden locket.
How confused I felt
holding sunlight in one hand
and darkness in the other.
Onwards I walked.
Fists clenched against the truth or the cold or both.
" It will do you good " they said.
But it didn't
for I wished that I was dead.
But I wasn't
I had a life to live instead.
I went for a walk with misery in one pocket.
In the other, my dead wife's golden locket.
How confused I felt
holding sunlight in one hand
and darkness in the other.
Onwards I walked.
Fists clenched against the truth or the cold or both.
" It will do you good " they said.
But it didn't
for I wished that I was dead.
But I wasn't
I had a life to live instead.
#death
#love
#sadness #uplifting
#sadness #uplifting
66 reads
2 Comments
am I just a ghost in your world?
I watch you pass me in the hallway
a tangible ghost
you talk but I'm not listening
because I'm the ghost
and I've got no time
for your living problems
You want me
you say you want me
but all your words are about you
and even if I had something to say
you wouldn't know
because you dare not ask
the hard questions
I feel like a spectator
in my own science experiment
where I'm the subject in my own
rat maze of emptiness
and I forgot the way to the exit
or maybe I just forgot to...
a tangible ghost
you talk but I'm not listening
because I'm the ghost
and I've got no time
for your living problems
You want me
you say you want me
but all your words are about you
and even if I had something to say
you wouldn't know
because you dare not ask
the hard questions
I feel like a spectator
in my own science experiment
where I'm the subject in my own
rat maze of emptiness
and I forgot the way to the exit
or maybe I just forgot to...
#boredom
#depression
#rejection
#relationships
#sadness
87 reads
3 Comments
am I just a ghost in your world?
I watch you pass me in the hallway
a tangible ghost
you talk but I'm not listening
because I'm the ghost
and I've got no time
for your living problems
You want me
you say you want me
but all your words are about you
and even if I had something to say
you wouldn't know
because you dare not ask
the hard questions
I feel like a spectator
in my own science experiment
where I'm the subject in my own
rat maze of emptiness
and I forgot the way to the exit
or maybe I just forgot to...
a tangible ghost
you talk but I'm not listening
because I'm the ghost
and I've got no time
for your living problems
You want me
you say you want me
but all your words are about you
and even if I had something to say
you wouldn't know
because you dare not ask
the hard questions
I feel like a spectator
in my own science experiment
where I'm the subject in my own
rat maze of emptiness
and I forgot the way to the exit
or maybe I just forgot to...
#boredom
#depression
#rejection
#relationships
#sadness
87 reads
3 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Sadness Published by Members Recently Online