sad poetry
The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.
En Pointe
Dancing ballet Is a delicate tip-toe between Self-care and self-destruction. There is a ballet dancer who hides from her
Belief's Resonance: The Poet's Dance with Truth and Illusion
In this world, everything Can be true or false,
P. AmbrosePublished 11 months ago in PoetsA Visiting Stranger
Once, at midnight I woke with a start With an unearthly feeling to be out in the air I had to obey or die, so I felt Once out, I took in the darkness
Uphill MindPublished 11 months ago in PoetsTunnel Vision
Damp and dark inside the walls: I lay on the dirt bed you made for me, when I dared Shift my eyes away from you for a moment
KJ AartilaPublished 11 months ago in PoetsShattered Euphony
In the twilight's wane, a heart once whole, Now torn asunder, its pieces unfold. A symphony of ache, whispers on the breeze,
Edward C. AddamsPublished 11 months ago in PoetsThe QUIET Demons of Borderlines
In the shadows of a silent storm, Where emotions rage, yet remain unseen, Resides a soul with a quiet form, Whose demons dance, but are kept serene.
salut murim and a bag of popcorn
salut murim and a bag of popcorn right next to the watches that hug the tempo with arms gentle and muscular and squeezing
Hiding from hurting
Distancing myself from hurtful surroundings Is that what you are trying to tell me? Sprinkling me with malignant muck from your licentious life
Mescaline BrissetPublished 11 months ago in PoetsEchoes of Desolation
In the realm of sorrow, my heart resides, A desolate landscape where hope subsides. I wander alone, a lost soul in the night,
Raj vellaisamyPublished 11 months ago in PoetsWhat Does It Feel Like?
It feels like holding onto the last breath Waiting to exhale feels impossible It feels like desperately wishing for air as the sea swallows me
Troi McAdoryPublished 11 months ago in PoetsPhony Ponies Who Get Hitched
Attacked on every side They don’t care how much I’ve cried Home feels homeless Heart walks, restless They fly frantically, the bats
Rowan FinleyPublished 11 months ago in PoetsOn a plane
Departure seemed like a drag It was the heavy beating of copious tears streaming down smooth cheeks Similar to Niagara Falls with the highest flow rate
Mescaline BrissetPublished 11 months ago in Poets