sad poetry
The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.
A Middle-Class Dream, A Love Undeterred
In the realm of middle-class life, where dreams interweave, I stand, a man of toil, with responsibilities to conceive. A family to nurture, a home to uphold,
Ivan IslamPublished 34 minutes ago in Poets
Beneath a tranquil sky
I saw a damsel drifting by Dressed just in white, Marble against the sky. Her eyes downcast, melancholy. Barefoot, she stood.
Raymond G. TaylorPublished about an hour ago in PoetsUnrequited Love's Enduring Flame
In the depths of my soul, a yearning resides, A love for a girl, my heart's chosen guide. Her eyes like the stars, her smile like the sun,
Ivan IslamPublished about an hour ago in PoetsA Hint of Blue
Cold gray skies, days of seemingly endless rain. Just a hint of blue please, if only for a moment. Something to lift my spirits, something to calm my soul.
Urdu Poetry: Top 5 Poets All the Time
Urdu poetry has a rich and vibrant tradition, spanning centuries and encompassing a diverse range of themes and styles. The language itself is known for its lyrical beauty and poetic expressions, making it a perfect medium for poets to convey their thoughts, emotions, and observations. Here, we will explore the lives and works of five of the best Urdu poets, each contributing significantly to the literary heritage of Urdu poetry.
Urdu PoetryPublished about 5 hours ago in Poets
Unspoken love...
One side love... The day I was born, I fell for you. You drew me in, I was captivated, You held my attention, I was mesmerized.
Moonlit Confessions
In the stillness of the midnight air, Whispers of secrets, with utmost care. A celestial stage, where truths unfold, Promises made in the night, untold.
Waseem ChemPublished about 10 hours ago in Poets
King is within
Grieving a life never lived, but dreamed to believe I was destined to be a Queen built to serve any male whom she pleased
Kalina BethanyPublished about 17 hours ago in Poets
Fighting this alone
Those who go a little crazy, whom would be said to be clinically insane only a decade or two priorly, spend their exhaustedly prolonged lives
Kalina BethanyPublished about 17 hours ago in PoetsWhy am I not enough...
“Why am I not enough?” I once wondered, as my father demanded another. “Why am I not enough to make you stop drinking?”
Denise DavisPublished about 18 hours ago in PoetsMasks
Might as well get used to it Life is full of disappointment No one shows you who they really are We all live our lives
Atomic HistorianPublished about 20 hours ago in PoetsThrough My Broken Heart, A Perfect Love Will Start, A Father and Son, Forever Together and Never Apart.
Through My Broken Heart, A Perfect Love Will Start, A Father and Son, Forever Together and Never Apart. For My oldest and My Youngest Sons,
Nicole PostonPublished about 21 hours ago in Poets
