sad poetry
The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.
Opportunity
Me invest in you? When will you invest in me? I think not today!
KJ AartilaPublished 7 months ago in PoetsNight Vision
Do you dream in colour? Asked softly. Whispering upwards to the evening sky. The gaze turned to me, staring intently – And which language translates your mind’s eye?
Celia in UnderlandPublished 7 months ago in PoetsBelieve Me, Something is Wrong
No, this is not a phase This is an enrage This is an anger; Self-hatred stewing in a boiling vat A confusion of the senses
Amanda StarksPublished 7 months ago in PoetsUntitled
So please understand This isn’t just goodbye This is I hope you burn Like Hamilton’s letters A vain buried reference
Matthew FrommPublished 7 months ago in PoetsYou cannot hide the past
Why do people try to bury the past? Take it as this thing to get over, To forget about. When did we get to chose what to forget?
Lane BurnsPublished 7 months ago in Poets“Refuse To Give Or Take”
We met in cold winter, I had old car Skoda Fabia, we went to theater to watch show about aristocratic affairs. She told me I don’t like to be disturbed while watching a show, so I tried my best to not bother her.
In the Embrace of Love's Shadow
In the Embrace of Love's Shadow In the shadow of my room, Where love resides and blossoms in full bloom, I pen this poem, with heartfelt words to share,
Things I Needed To Say To You [Dedicated to the late Mr. Foxy Maurice]
Verse 1. Laughter, man could you fill a room with laughter Dad Your presence alone, very much like my own,could bring about a Room filled with laughter
Andrew LittlePublished 7 months ago in Poetsi am
I am appalled by what I do to alleviate the pain. My hands always smell like smoke. My stomach always hurts. My brain is always foggy and then not foggy enough.
daphne grayPublished 7 months ago in Poetsdear men
no means no. do you hear me? do you? NO. it’s quite a simple word to comprehend one word. a refusal a rejection not
Kayleigh Fraser ✨Published 7 months ago in Poetsmy fading hope
my hope is fading but i will live off passion it is almost gone. - A haiku :)
One More Time
Why must I take a pill So l don’t act insane If I don’t I am told I’m ill Just what is it that I gain The pain, it drives me
Mark StigersPublished 7 months ago in Poets