sad poetry

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

The Last Embrace
In the lonely black depths of my mind, I feel your light intertwined. Escaping the pain within, Wondering where you have been.
By Logan Halverson-Bergezabout a year ago in Poets
HEX TO HACKERS. Content Warning.
Guys, I created this today on my cell and my older because I am hardheaded and too old for this shit. Whoever dd this wanted to shut me down. I need my other bread and butter to my social security. Excuse the language, but hey, I am being nice compared to what I wanted to say. PEACE OUT!
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
If It Happens
You Broke Yourself so i broke me You Lost Yourself and i lost me You Left Yourself i can't leave me you're quiet now But I Still Weep
By Alicia Morenoabout a year ago in Poets
Still Praying
My God- I woke up like this... in this place where feelings come to die‐ everything is hurting, heart, mind, body and soul...
By JMabout a year ago in Poets
The mermaid who wanted legs
The mermaid who wanted legs She sat on the rock where the waves pulled away listening to footsteps she could never obey the cliffs were tall, the shore so near
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Slipped Away
She slipped away while I was en route, flying cross-country, my head bowed in sorrow, quietly sobbing An easy touchdown belied my troubled heart . Anxiety gripped me. I tried to shoulder my way to the plane’s exit door , but a woman in front of me checked my rush, ending hopes of a quick exit from the plane, but
By Andrea Corwin about a year ago in Poets
Good Bye
I whispered it softly, like a leaf torn loose by the wind, a word too small for the weight it carried. “Good bye” is not just a parting,
By Habib kingabout a year ago in Poets
Home Team Bleachers
A sharp and biting wind assaults my face, the cold of metal bench beneath my thighs. Around the bases, fading lines, I chase
By Krysha Thorpabout a year ago in Poets
Through Broken Nights, the Dawn Still Rises
Beneath the stars, where secrets hide, The soul remembers the shifting tide. Through broken nights and whispered rain, It learns the beauty inside the pain.
By Emma about a year ago in Poets
Beneath the Quiet Sky
The night is calm, the world so still, The heart beats soft, yet bends to will. In shadows deep, the spirit tries, To find the truth where silence lies.
By Emma about a year ago in Poets
Lost In Time
in a place which moved away when we stopped on a lost day holding hands right by the lake it was all a dream, but I was awake
By Lyrical Logicabout a year ago in Poets
October Drips Through the Vents. Runner-Up in This Is How I Remember It Challenge.
I was a witch, or a zombie princess, I think. Dress dragging across the earth, black hat, black thoughts. Synthetic blood across my cheek,
By M.R. Cameoabout a year ago in Poets