Poems About Sadness Published by Members Recently Online
#sadness
Related Themes
#dark
#depression
#despair
#grief
#heartbroken
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
#suffering
Poems about sadness published by members recently online.
Honoria
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 4:39am
13th Mar 2025 4:39am
Alas…Dear Diary
Dear Diary,
I recently discovered the poetry site I’ve found refuge in for nearly six years is shuttering its doors.
I feel afloat at sea with no oars, in a dinghy with a huge hole in the bottom and no life preserver.
Where am I going to go when the bell tolls 2 am and I can no longer sign on to DUP? No longer see familiar faces and avatars. No longer read poems and stories I’ve come to rely on, to push me through another sleepless night. Share thoughts and jokes with fellow bards.
I know nothing lasts forever but stupidly I figured I would...
I recently discovered the poetry site I’ve found refuge in for nearly six years is shuttering its doors.
I feel afloat at sea with no oars, in a dinghy with a huge hole in the bottom and no life preserver.
Where am I going to go when the bell tolls 2 am and I can no longer sign on to DUP? No longer see familiar faces and avatars. No longer read poems and stories I’ve come to rely on, to push me through another sleepless night. Share thoughts and jokes with fellow bards.
I know nothing lasts forever but stupidly I figured I would...
#sadness
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37 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 1:30am
11th Mar 2025 1:30am
End of an era
I'm legit heartbroken that DU is shutting down. This place has been a safe haven for me for the last 13 years.
If anyone wants to stay in contact with me, message me, and if I think we'd be friends irl, I can add you on Facebook or Instagram.
Peace out, Indie
If anyone wants to stay in contact with me, message me, and if I think we'd be friends irl, I can add you on Facebook or Instagram.
Peace out, Indie
#sadness
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PencilScribbles
Scribbles
Scribbles
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:01am
Yesterday 2:01am
Give (Unpublished Draft #7, November 17, 2019)
Give, give, give.
Give until it bleeds,
Give until you have nothing left.
Give until their wells are full,
and yours is not.
Give your soul, your time, your life.
Give it all.
Give until the only thing left to share
is the darkness that you seek refuge in.
That is when they will disappear.
Give until it bleeds,
Give until you have nothing left.
Give until their wells are full,
and yours is not.
Give your soul, your time, your life.
Give it all.
Give until the only thing left to share
is the darkness that you seek refuge in.
That is when they will disappear.
#frustration
#sadness
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0 Comments
PencilScribbles
Scribbles
Scribbles
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:01am
Yesterday 2:01am
Give (Unpublished Draft #7, November 17, 2019)
Give, give, give.
Give until it bleeds,
Give until you have nothing left.
Give until their wells are full,
and yours is not.
Give your soul, your time, your life.
Give it all.
Give until the only thing left to share
is the darkness that you seek refuge in.
That is when they will disappear.
Give until it bleeds,
Give until you have nothing left.
Give until their wells are full,
and yours is not.
Give your soul, your time, your life.
Give it all.
Give until the only thing left to share
is the darkness that you seek refuge in.
That is when they will disappear.
#frustration
#sadness
30 reads
0 Comments
SeaCat
Poem Published
8th Mar 2024 9:10pm
8th Mar 2024 9:10pm
Silent
The sea is silent, tonight. Of course
the sky is silent, still
stars beyond a cloudy smear. Yesterday
I saw a pinprick sailing by, too fast
for a plane, too steady
to be a shooting star — a true astro nauta.
Lyrical stars, searing heat, thinned
by cold distance, twisting rulers
and clocks. Cold
distance.
The mind is not such a quiet place.
It's machinations pin my body to the board of my bed, like —
a brimstone butterfly, pinned into its case,
a summer ghost dreaming
of poppy peppered wheat fields....
the sky is silent, still
stars beyond a cloudy smear. Yesterday
I saw a pinprick sailing by, too fast
for a plane, too steady
to be a shooting star — a true astro nauta.
Lyrical stars, searing heat, thinned
by cold distance, twisting rulers
and clocks. Cold
distance.
The mind is not such a quiet place.
It's machinations pin my body to the board of my bed, like —
a brimstone butterfly, pinned into its case,
a summer ghost dreaming
of poppy peppered wheat fields....
#sadness
#regret
#loneliness
#emptiness
#bittersweet
227 reads
2 Comments
SeaCat
Poem Published
8th Mar 2024 9:10pm
8th Mar 2024 9:10pm
Silent
The sea is silent, tonight. Of course
the sky is silent, still
stars beyond a cloudy smear. Yesterday
I saw a pinprick sailing by, too fast
for a plane, too steady
to be a shooting star — a true astro nauta.
Lyrical stars, searing heat, thinned
by cold distance, twisting rulers
and clocks. Cold
distance.
The mind is not such a quiet place.
It's machinations pin my body to the board of my bed, like —
a brimstone butterfly, pinned into its case,
a summer ghost dreaming
of poppy peppered wheat fields....
the sky is silent, still
stars beyond a cloudy smear. Yesterday
I saw a pinprick sailing by, too fast
for a plane, too steady
to be a shooting star — a true astro nauta.
Lyrical stars, searing heat, thinned
by cold distance, twisting rulers
and clocks. Cold
distance.
The mind is not such a quiet place.
It's machinations pin my body to the board of my bed, like —
a brimstone butterfly, pinned into its case,
a summer ghost dreaming
of poppy peppered wheat fields....
#sadness
#regret
#loneliness
#emptiness
#bittersweet
227 reads
2 Comments
SeaCat
Poem Published
8th Mar 2024 9:10pm
8th Mar 2024 9:10pm
Silent
The sea is silent, tonight. Of course
the sky is silent, still
stars beyond a cloudy smear. Yesterday
I saw a pinprick sailing by, too fast
for a plane, too steady
to be a shooting star — a true astro nauta.
Lyrical stars, searing heat, thinned
by cold distance, twisting rulers
and clocks. Cold
distance.
The mind is not such a quiet place.
It's machinations pin my body to the board of my bed, like —
a brimstone butterfly, pinned into its case,
a summer ghost dreaming
of poppy peppered wheat fields....
the sky is silent, still
stars beyond a cloudy smear. Yesterday
I saw a pinprick sailing by, too fast
for a plane, too steady
to be a shooting star — a true astro nauta.
Lyrical stars, searing heat, thinned
by cold distance, twisting rulers
and clocks. Cold
distance.
The mind is not such a quiet place.
It's machinations pin my body to the board of my bed, like —
a brimstone butterfly, pinned into its case,
a summer ghost dreaming
of poppy peppered wheat fields....
#sadness
#regret
#loneliness
#emptiness
#bittersweet
227 reads
2 Comments
SeaCat
Poem Published
8th Mar 2024 9:10pm
8th Mar 2024 9:10pm
Silent
The sea is silent, tonight. Of course
the sky is silent, still
stars beyond a cloudy smear. Yesterday
I saw a pinprick sailing by, too fast
for a plane, too steady
to be a shooting star — a true astro nauta.
Lyrical stars, searing heat, thinned
by cold distance, twisting rulers
and clocks. Cold
distance.
The mind is not such a quiet place.
It's machinations pin my body to the board of my bed, like —
a brimstone butterfly, pinned into its case,
a summer ghost dreaming
of poppy peppered wheat fields....
the sky is silent, still
stars beyond a cloudy smear. Yesterday
I saw a pinprick sailing by, too fast
for a plane, too steady
to be a shooting star — a true astro nauta.
Lyrical stars, searing heat, thinned
by cold distance, twisting rulers
and clocks. Cold
distance.
The mind is not such a quiet place.
It's machinations pin my body to the board of my bed, like —
a brimstone butterfly, pinned into its case,
a summer ghost dreaming
of poppy peppered wheat fields....
#sadness
#regret
#loneliness
#emptiness
#bittersweet
227 reads
2 Comments
SeaCat
Poem Published
8th Mar 2024 9:10pm
8th Mar 2024 9:10pm
Silent
The sea is silent, tonight. Of course
the sky is silent, still
stars beyond a cloudy smear. Yesterday
I saw a pinprick sailing by, too fast
for a plane, too steady
to be a shooting star — a true astro nauta.
Lyrical stars, searing heat, thinned
by cold distance, twisting rulers
and clocks. Cold
distance.
The mind is not such a quiet place.
It's machinations pin my body to the board of my bed, like —
a brimstone butterfly, pinned into its case,
a summer ghost dreaming
of poppy peppered wheat fields....
the sky is silent, still
stars beyond a cloudy smear. Yesterday
I saw a pinprick sailing by, too fast
for a plane, too steady
to be a shooting star — a true astro nauta.
Lyrical stars, searing heat, thinned
by cold distance, twisting rulers
and clocks. Cold
distance.
The mind is not such a quiet place.
It's machinations pin my body to the board of my bed, like —
a brimstone butterfly, pinned into its case,
a summer ghost dreaming
of poppy peppered wheat fields....
#sadness
#regret
#loneliness
#emptiness
#bittersweet
227 reads
2 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
17th Sep 2024 4:27pm
17th Sep 2024 4:27pm
Nothing lasts forever
There's no use exhuming
dead feelings
You'll find nothing
but
brittle bones of sordid reminder
that
nothing is immortal
Not even feelings are...
dead feelings
You'll find nothing
but
brittle bones of sordid reminder
that
nothing is immortal
Not even feelings are...
#emptiness
#FeelingLost
#heartbroken #sadness
#heartbroken #sadness
296 reads
8 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
17th Sep 2024 4:27pm
17th Sep 2024 4:27pm
Nothing lasts forever
There's no use exhuming
dead feelings
You'll find nothing
but
brittle bones of sordid reminder
that
nothing is immortal
Not even feelings are...
dead feelings
You'll find nothing
but
brittle bones of sordid reminder
that
nothing is immortal
Not even feelings are...
#emptiness
#FeelingLost
#heartbroken #sadness
#heartbroken #sadness
296 reads
8 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
17th Sep 2024 4:27pm
17th Sep 2024 4:27pm
Nothing lasts forever
There's no use exhuming
dead feelings
You'll find nothing
but
brittle bones of sordid reminder
that
nothing is immortal
Not even feelings are...
dead feelings
You'll find nothing
but
brittle bones of sordid reminder
that
nothing is immortal
Not even feelings are...
#emptiness
#FeelingLost
#heartbroken #sadness
#heartbroken #sadness
296 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Sadness Published by Members Recently Online
