sad poetry
The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.
fulfilment
Bullet holes ...shots hurt * dark recesses riddled * rip fresh shards flesh * fractured bloody lifeline dripping
Paul StewartPublished 4 days ago in PoetsSTAY.
Even though I know it's meant to be, I just don't know why you are doing this to me ! But, whenever I look around and see your face,
In the smoke of the bombs
Evening falls on the city, illuminated by its beauty. A little girl plays in the moonlight. Pure innocence restores goodness.
Tony herlinPublished 4 days ago in PoetsYou!
You! _____By Aranna Hasan Delwar. What you call rain is not rain my tears And what you call fountain, it is actually
Aranna Hasan DelwarPublished 4 days ago in PoetsLove Trap
Love Trap ______By Aranna Hasan Delwar. I did not foretell any storm in Chaitra's farewell to the arrival of Baisakh.
Aranna Hasan DelwarPublished 4 days ago in PoetsMarker No. 9
i had a name til I had none shackled, stolen, broken boned ripped from good stripped searched and laid bare metal to my brow
Christy MunsonPublished 4 days ago in PoetsShadow of Sorrow
Enveloped in darkness since you passed Consumed by the vast black inky shadow of grief. Lost is the light of your love. Into the darkness I’d willingly go.
Kenneth cruzPublished 4 days ago in PoetsIn the Realm of Words
In the quiet corners of the classroom, Where letters dance and syllables twirl, Lives a child with eyes that stumble, A heart that yearns to unfurl.
Allwyn Roman WaghelaPublished 4 days ago in PoetsBlue Blue Things
When I look at you, There's only blue eyes so so blue it puts the water the shame and everything else too because the only thing left of you
You!
You! _____By Aranna Hasan Delwar. What you call rain is not rain my tears And what you call fountain, it is actually
Aranna Hasan DelwarPublished 4 days ago in PoetsEclipsing My Feelings
Effaced, replaced by the feelings that I'm feeling Compressed, a mess, needing some gentle healing Left behind, resigned, exposing what I am concealing
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 4 days ago in PoetsCause and Effect
Entropy eventually erodes Concentration, cultivating chaos. Life loses luster. Indolence ignites internal Pyres previously prepared.
Dana CrandellPublished 4 days ago in Poets