sad poetry
The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.
I Loved You Silently, But Entirely
I Loved You Silently, But Entirely You never knew. And maybe that’s the part that hurts the most. I memorized your smile before I even realized what I was doing. I noticed the way your eyes softened when you talked about the things you loved. I held entire conversations with you in my head — the kind I never had the courage to say out loud. I wasn’t silent because I didn’t feel. I was silent because I felt too much. Too deeply. Too quickly. Too unreasonably for a world that demands explanation for every emotion. You were my calm in a chaotic mind. My distraction and my focus all at once. You were never mine. But I was yours, quietly, for a very long time. --- There were moments I thought maybe you saw it — in the way I lingered too long, in the way I laughed a little too easily when you spoke, or in the silence that fell after you left the room. But you never said anything. And I never did either. We danced in the space between “almost” and “never was.” I wonder now, if I’d said something — anything — would it have changed everything? Or would I have just ruined the one place I felt closest to you… even if only in my imagination? --- Time passed. We drifted. Life moved on, as it always does. But still, on quiet nights, when the world slows and I am alone with my thoughts, you return. Not as a regret. Not even as a wound. But as something softer. Something sacred. A love that never asked to be returned — only remembered. --- You’ll never know how much of me belonged to you, without ever asking. You’ll never know how many times your name stayed behind my lips, just waiting to be spoken. I loved you silently. But entirely. ---
By Muhammad Saleemabout a year ago in Poets
