sad poetry
The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.
What Now?
It truly is an interesting occurrence, When you find yourself unwanted. You then find there's a disturbance, A feeling once flaunted.
Analysis of Esenin’s poetry
In the realm of literature, love has always been a prominent theme explored by countless writers. What makes it even more fascinating is that love can take on various forms and interpretations, depending on the individual's perspective. Some portray love as tragic and dramatic, while others view it as expressive and vibrant.
A Mother's Heart, Forever Home
In your warm embrace, I found my light, A guiding force, shining day and night. Mom, your love embraced my every day, Nurturing my spirit in every possible way.
Stephanie EgemolePublished 11 months ago in PoetsSerendipity
FADE IN: INT. BEDROOM - DUSK As dusk falls and I acquiesce to the arms of rest, my closing gesture is to call forth your memory. Yet, with each remembrance, your colours fade, your brilliance vanes, as if I am merely visiting the preceding night's echo, not the true memory I once held.
Mesh ToraskarPublished 11 months ago in PoetsI am way too good at leaving
Drunk words, sober thoughts My sanity is being questioned ,it takes a toll on me In your eyes i am amazing, but i am a reflection of everything you are doing wrong
Jesse OsayiPublished 11 months ago in PoetsBut I can never hate you
In the depths of sorrow’s tender grasp, Where anguish dwells, and shadows clasp, A tale of heartbreak, not of flesh, But of the soul’s enduring mesh
TabaraksThoughtsPublished 11 months ago in PoetsColor Me With The Feelings Of Your Heart.
Can you hear the sound of my heart? The words I whisper to you are true — in my small life, you are a gift. My heart escalates at the tune of your voice. Unbelievable but true, my heart will always look out for you.
Lazy writerPublished 11 months ago in PoetsI was in love with her
I was in love with her, She fell in love with me. The love that we had, It was one of a kind. No one knew what we did, In the dark.
Deth AngelPublished 11 months ago in PoetsTrial By Fire
Trial by fire, guess the pain gets you higher. That’s the only way you learn. Well then burn baby burn. Just don’t call me when it hurts.
She Revealed Herself To Me
She revealed herself to me, left no room for mystery. Told me all of her history. How she has this tendency to get her heart broken repeatedly.
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Self loathing
You know the feeling you get when you've had one to many drinks? you get light headed, and the room starts to spin. Well that's what my life feels like. Spinning completely out of control. as if the sun is missing from my galaxy. The pieces of my life are in disarray. And, I find myself hurtling through space.
curtis mckinstryPublished 11 months ago in Poets Keys
They say silence is a sign of consent, but I doubt and do not want to believe in another death because of me. And silence kills, because the most difficult thing in it is silence. She crushes and crushes a person. The only sound heard in the silence is the cry of the man himself. Such a painful pause for all souls, because each of them screams about his own: someone about failure, another about betrayal and disappointment, and the third about guilt - guilt in everything around. The difficulty is that it is almost impossible to understand a closed person, because he himself does not want to open the door with his own key.
Anastasia LodgePublished 11 months ago in Poets