sad poetry
The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.
The Old Man Rotting on The Hill
The lines upon your face, Tell me the life you have led, Hard work, toil, and pain, All things that you had to embrace. I used to believe the world was kind, But I look at you, I am not so sure, The sadness in your eyes of blue, I think I’ve changed my mind. The suffering you must have had, The secrets locked inside your heart, Hidden, where no one can see, Your face, so tired and so sad. You never had a second chance, Not then and certainly not now, Just biding time, sitting around, Your life is just one long trance. And so you sit up on your hill, Each day, exactly the same, Biding time with forgotten thoughts, Until God one day has his will. Your life is done, there is no hope, You would reject it anyway, “Just leave me be,” you’d dry in despair, My life is done; I cannot cope.
By Calvin London2 years ago in Poets
