sad poetry

The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.

Why Did She Stay?. Content Warning.
She’s 18, at a frat party. Spotted, targeted, by a senior. He gets her to his room, Puts on a comedy special, (Louis C.K., ironically)
By Test2 years ago in Poets
The fog of Memory
In the stillness of the mind, a storm begins to brew, A fog that creeps and crawls, obscuring what is true. Memories slip away, like grains of sand through fingers,
By Michael Burns2 years ago in Poets
Illuminating Love
Love being in whatever form is recognized as one of the most amazing and even spiritual phenomena for people. It crosses over into our lives, and becomes as much a part of our existence as is breath itself. Love and its origin form the focal point of meaningful relationships a bright glow a beam radiating from the heart and connecting people in a myriad of bonds and feelings.
By Mohammad Usman2 years ago in Poets
Echoes of Uncertainty
Living in an age with a lot of questions Feels like no one has any answers I can still hear the voice from last night A burned window left on the side
By Priyanshi Parashar2 years ago in Poets
circles the poet
I'm not sure what I'm doing. Do you see what I see? Lipstick on a pig. Achievements never looked good on me. A million awards but the presentation is tainted. Painted talons are still sharp. A soft mouse still a pest. A spider with cute eyes still with eight spiny legs. Do you see what I see?
By Belle2 years ago in Poets
In the eye of the Night. Content Warning.
As I look up towards the sky I dream through rose colored eyes the Stars falling in the wind the Moon trying to swim and the deep Navy holding it in.
By faym2 years ago in Poets
Matt Bliss. Content Warning.
i've been looking for Matt Bliss, inside my own head. nobody knows who he is or where to find him. i need to recover the confidence;
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
Depletion of Innocence
In a world of rapid progress, where dreams take flight, There lies a hidden truth, concealed from sight, A sombre tale of innocence, slowly fading away,
By Solomon Walker2 years ago in Poets
Fetishes Unseen
In the depths of shadows, where moonlight dares not tread, Lies a realm of secrets, where desires are fed. Fetishes unseen, in the hearts of the night,
By Solomon Walker2 years ago in Poets
Cancer in the Dark
Voice 1: I remember the spring, when flowers bloomed bright, Your laughter, a melody, in the soft evening light. We danced among tulips, our hearts intertwined,
By Jason “Jay” Benskin2 years ago in Poets
Fallacy of Adoration
In a world of escapism, where dreams take flight, Where souls seek solace in the depths of the night, There lies a tale of sorrow, of rulers gone astray,
By Solomon Walker2 years ago in Poets
Circus of Poisonous Chatter
In a world where words hold power untamed, A cautionary tale of torment and pain, Where souls are wounded, hearts left maimed,
By Solomon Walker2 years ago in Poets