sad poetry

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

Tonight, She'd Be Married
God made a wife to be loving, diligent and dutiful with a smile on her face, she will always be beautiful to tend to the needs of her dear husband and sweet growing child
By Connieabout a year ago in Poets
Ghosts
How do you talk to the ghost of the unknown? What to do when you’re alone in room full of people It’s your personal rain cloud on a sunny day
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
All the Colours of Green
All the Colours of Green Green is more than grass, more than hedges trimmed neat. It’s peeling paint, a broken light, a back lane full of weeds.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
They usually don't listen
Speaking without hope of being heard has become all too common. We tiptoe around fragile feelings, but sacrifice our own pride.
By Marcus Hillabout a year ago in Poets
"dragon in my lungs.
haunting guilt stuck in my throat, refusing to let me breathe. my breath shortens, hyperventilation. a fire lights in my body. i can't do it. i hate myself, but i continue to push on every day with this beast that lives inside, conquering my soul, whispering its inner thoughts, and warping my mind. i need help, but no one will reach out to me. i'm long gone, lost in my head. this creature won't let me be, this creature won't let me live. Start writing...
By Haileyesusabout a year ago in Poets
With a Thunderous Applause
We will look at the children with questions in their eyes We will have to explain how some were genuinely surprised At the uproar and political sell outs who cared more for money than people
By Cadmaabout a year ago in Poets
Sleep
You need to rest, dove. ~ Come. Come now, close those tired eyes. Let those lingering tears fall into the silk. ~ I will brush the tear stains off your cheeks.
By Silver Dauxabout a year ago in Poets
Beyond the Brick Wall
Why press it, That tiny heart-shaped symbol, If its beat carries no meaning? Why place it there, If not to be counted, Not to be seen?
By Saeed Ullah about a year ago in Poets
The Ship That Sails To The Bottom Of The Sea
The Ship That Sails To The Bottom Of The Sea They laughed when we climbed the rusted plank, barnacles biting at every blank
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Room That Misses You
This room still breathes your quiet name Its walls unchanged, yet not the same The clock still ticks its steady beat, But time has lost its gentle flame
By Emma about a year ago in Poets
Sad Clown
why, why, brain, why? it seems that no matter how I try to conform to stretch my spine and measure up in any significant way
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
#4
young blood, baby fat we're all dead in the inside lost in solitude ~~~ This haiku is one of the few surviving ones I wrote when I first started to write poetry. (The others got lost on floppy disks and notebooks my mum threw out.) I used to give them numbers as titles, this was the 4th I've ever written.
By Imola Tóthabout a year ago in Poets