sad poetry
The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.
Love
danger ❤️ The heart is broken, shattered to pieces Love once so sweet, now pain never ceases The memories linger, haunting and cruel
christabel AnenePublished about a year ago in Poets4/25/23
Is myself from your point of view. Can we rewind? Go back just a bit in time? To the day I was six, Roasting marshmallows next to bonfires?
Sarah WilcoxPublished about a year ago in PoetsI Haven’t Showered In Days
It starts with a thought that’s so hard to believe But if I can’t explain it, it has to be me It digs in my soil and it grows like the weeds
Ingrid HoyosPublished about a year ago in PoetsThe Edges of Desire
Dear Us, The light shifts & dancing shadows have unexpected nostalgic edges. - Edge dwelling is a skill, as all things are,
Stevi-Lee AlverPublished about a year ago in PoetsLosing A Sibling Or Two Or Three Is Enough For Me!
Gezhay manido, Kind and Loving Spirit, Enough of loss So says the boss I am the boss of this rhyme We can continue to grieve another time.
Denise E LindquistPublished about a year ago in PoetsWeathering the Storm
Dear Patience, It seems we've grown apart, though, in truth, I can't recall A time that I truly felt you at all. Always distant, out of reach
Kelly RobertsonPublished about a year ago in PoetsChemical Experiment: Deficits
Chemicals rushing uncontrolled substance tacky prescriptions ... Saturating atoms every cell filled to breaking
Amanda StarksPublished about a year ago in PoetsMy people in Heaven
My dearest people in Heaven, How I long to see you again, To hear your laughter, a joyful symphony, To be able to hold your hand one more time.
To the person I will become;
Dear future me, ... Don't look back at the web of mistakes, the long, empty nights and comatose days ... Don't look back
Amanda StarksPublished about a year ago in PoetsTo My Mother
Mi Querida Mami, These are all the things I feel and am afraid to tell you, to show you. My heart is broken for you, and every day I wish to hear your voice.
Bianca SerratyPublished about a year ago in Poets"Money Matters: Reflecting on the Dual Nature of Wealth in Poetry"
"Money Matters: Reflecting on the Dual Nature of Wealth in Poetry" is a thought-provoking poem that delves into the complex relationship humans have with money. It explores the allure and power of money, its role in society, and its impact on our lives. Through poetic reflections, the poem invites readers to consider the deeper values that truly enrich our lives beyond material wealth. It encourages introspection and offers insights on the multifaceted nature of money, going beyond its surface glitter to reveal its true meaning. This poem provides an opportunity for readers to contemplate their own perspectives on money and its significance in their lives.
Poetic pulsePublished about a year ago in PoetsAmity
Dear Congress, I watched as we sent rockets to the moon, then broke them down and converted them into Rockets that launch but land with a boom,
Gwen UrbainPublished about a year ago in Poets