sad poetry

The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.

Left With Pain
Loving a narc, a messy game, Promises made, all for their fame, Heartbreak bellows in their name, Manipulative flame, Trust shattered, hope lost,
By Regina Hall2 years ago in Poets
Vampire
I fell for the horns protruding from the gaps in your obsidian bangs. Unacquainted with your secondary set of fangs, you bit into
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Poets
Poetry
Seeking inspiration in the we, we wrote our love as poetry. Never fully knowing the authentic you and me, our magical prose
By Cathy holmes2 years ago in Poets
Pyramids of emotions. Content Warning.
I held my tears while I told her, I carry this pain of scars on my skin, I carry heartache, misery and a fear of loneliness,
By Meena2 years ago in Poets
Tales of Torment: Void’s Company Continues. Content Warning.
what's left? besides nothing... what has void's company stole from me? besides everything... despite the closeness, there's still an un-closable distance,
By JM2 years ago in Poets
On a Rainy Day
Raindrops softly speak stories of love and time. Memories are whispered in each drop, connecting hearts with nature's rhythm. The sky sheds tears, mirroring my own sorrow. Thoughts of you and I engulf me, lost in reverie. Raindrops sigh and echo, carrying dreams of our eternal bond.
By Pallabi Saikia2 years ago in Poets
A Love Bipolar
insanity always seemed to fit try as I may, it lingers here inside my mind, whispering you are not good enough maybe you heard it
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Lost the Masterwork to the Abyss
where do poems we write in the night go while we lie, dreaming and scheming perfection is borne of ignorance or dissonance
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Breeze
Breeze people often felt a presence that stayed with them, comparable to a gentle hug that would let go when a gentle wind
By Alyson Smith 2 years ago in Poets
Torn apart
We spoke each other fluently; like a language only you and I can read. And yet, I still look for those missing pages that you tore out when
By Natasha Collazo2 years ago in Poets
Loves Decay
Surviving off breadcrumbs for so long Gaslights lit my path through darkness Forced my square in your circle Even though it was wrong
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Poets
Eclipsed Reality. AI-Generated.
In the fog of a fractured soul, Where shadows play their cruel role, A maze of sorrow, paths unknown, In this bleak landscape, they walk alone.
By Zohan Ali2 years ago in Poets