sad poetry

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

UNFAIR LOVE
Unfair love... At first, he had a problem with my little ways, Now even my poetry has started to displease. He used to ask, “Why are you always so silent?”
By _a_whisper_of_sorrowabout a year ago in Poets
Something New. Honorable Mention in Instructions for a Feeling Challenge.
Take the time and figure out where you desire to run. Do you have it yet? Good. One foot in front of the other. No, don't look back.
By Gunnar Andersonabout a year ago in Poets
The Ghost That Holds My Hand
I remember your hands. Not their shape, just the heat, like sunlight that knew my name. There was a yellow kitchen, I think,
By Kimberly Satrialeabout a year ago in Poets
Detest Protest of the Absurd
This song is a prayer wrapped in rhythm, a Native rock anthem forged in the fire of injustice and clarity. I created both the lyrics and instrumental music to honor ancestral resilience and speak truth to chaos. It’s a sonic protest and a sacred offering. May it stir something deep within you and awaken what’s been waiting.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
2025 (the year of the *snap*). Content Warning.
life changes an undeniable fact and the time I had before is suddenly *snap* gone but some part of me still believes I can do it all
By Alexandria Stanwyckabout a year ago in Poets
Sirens in the City
There’s a voice on the cool night air As subtle and intoxicating as the breeze it floats on It slices through the babbling crowd like cold steel parts warm flesh
By Dominic Casey-Leeabout a year ago in Poets
Relief
Begin by logging out. Not just from the noise and doubt — from every role you had to play, from the last “I’m fine” you couldn’t say.
By Mabout a year ago in Poets
Where A Legacy Is Created
Legacy. It is a word that I think about often. What is it? How does One Create One? Why is it that We Seem to be Obsessed with the Idea?
By H.E. Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, COIE, DFM, DHMabout a year ago in Poets
The All-Purpose Guide to Disappearing
My brain has melted, far away and removed, Feeling beaten, yearning to be renewed. I will find my future, while broken in two,
By Lori Armstrongabout a year ago in Poets
I Wish To Swim
I fear one touch may bring me back. Not to life, but to death. A temporary body for a temporary void so real yet imaginary—
By Lolly Vieiraabout a year ago in Poets
Read by Feel
we never really spoke much just uttered actions communed in caresses whispered in gentle embraces love never left your lips
By Lolly Vieiraabout a year ago in Poets
The power of invisibility
When he was a boy he thought invisibility would be a stupid superpower Back then all he wanted was to be noticed Now, as an adult he feels too seen
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets