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 See You, Old Friend
You saw me Standing in the queue While I was getting food for my mother You looked You smiled I saw you We waved And then we both looked away
By Manisha Dhalani2 years ago in Poets
Killing Me… Again & Again. Content Warning.
Desire, I want you to leave, but you stay‐ You torment me to an extent that's hard to believe... starting fires and stirring up trouble,
By JM2 years ago in Poets
Killing Me Slowly. Content Warning.
Time, You have become your own form of torture‐ every second, every minute, and every hour has become wretched, desolate,
By JM2 years ago in Poets
Tyne Pride
Introduction The super-tanker, Tyne Pride, at Swan Hunter, in Wallsend, 1975. Photo taken by Tom Buist. Read more here To me, this has always been an incredible picture, taken fifteen years before I became an adopted Novocastrian. My eldest daughter Juliet lives in Wallsend and my youngest daughter Kirsty used to live there with her husband Mark.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
Pretty Fireworks In The Sky. Content Warning.
I love the pretty colors that dazzle in the sky, I love seeing children happy on Bonfire night, I like to watch them from my window,
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
Lilith . Top Story - November 2024. Content Warning.
☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩ In the midst of a downpour, she savors hollows Her feet caresses marmoris her gaze follows. She stands alone, her mind on wars Her neurons screams to the moons What was the fault in her stars? The fault in her stars She paints them red and blue, Abyssal sapphires they born from her scars She bleeds herself on their hue. The hue makes their way Through her veins and pulse She tilts her head, the saudade that lay In her heart, daggers hard. Soothes her, the daggers. She smiles. Feeling a cafuné familiar- Her neurons giggle at the whisper, “Sabaism- the worship of the Stars”
By Chéri2 years ago in Poets
Crashing
I don't want to come crashing down, With every breath I breathe, I don't want to lose my ground, Or question my every belief,
By Simran Daniel2 years ago in Poets
Rhetorical Questions
Did you wake up and regret your words again? Take a moment to think it out, decide you overreacted, blew your top, as you admit you have before?
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Poets
Right and Wrong
What if I’m wrong, and everyone else is right? Religion, politics, morals, Ethics, nature, space, The sea, the earth, the sky
By angela hepworth2 years ago in Poets
The City that Never Left
I close my eyes, and you come alive, Vivid sceneries of a place where I used to thrive. Never did I know you'd be called home,
By V2 years ago in Poets
I'm (Not) Alright
When you ask, "How are you?" And I respond, "I'm alright" Please know I'm not Very often, I'm not I'm just not alright I'm often tired, stressed, anxious, depressed
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Timeless Bonds: A Canine's Love
We were two living souls, Who had the same goals. To find the purest love, As pure as the flight of a white dove. You nursed me when I was a sickly puppy,
By Daphsam2 years ago in Poets