sad poetry

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

Jilted
Standing alone, the aisle stretches long. Whispering guests shift in their seats. Vows hang in the air, unsaid. Promises up like smoke
By Randy Baker2 years ago in Poets
Cardigans. Top Story - August 2024.
I don't have one, A cardigan that smells vaguely like a grandfather. I don't have one of those either, A grandfather. And people who do not have and cannot have...they steal.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
bottomless
i woke up this morning searching for you reaching across an expanse of sheets towards your outline that i learned too quickly was an illusion
By M.B. Arthur2 years ago in Poets
The Final Battle
Cutting and slashing at each other, like claymores and battle axes, we try to draw blood with words. With vengeance born of pain,
By Randy Baker2 years ago in Poets
Dear John
Dear John, it’s hard to write this letter, to tell you that this is over. I tried to wait, but I can’t. It’s too much here alone.
By Randy Baker2 years ago in Poets
Love and Lies
“It’s over now.” Your words are acid. “But why?” My mind spins like a top. “We’ve grown apart,” is your lie. Tears flow, but only mine.
By Randy Baker2 years ago in Poets
Bone Cage
The buildings fell like dirt clod raindrops rubble clouds the air - The roads cracked deep wrinkles of giants I swallow the stones
By Emily McGuff2 years ago in Poets
bleak creek
it was over from the day we met and everyone knew it but me I almost wanted to try beg you not to love her but you do love her
By angela hepworth2 years ago in Poets
The Weight of 'If'...
The Weight of 'If' Whenever I hear 'if,' it hits like a hammer, a reminder of dreams crumpled up, of paths left untread. 'If' is heavy, packed with potential, moments unclaimed, like abandoned lottery tickets, one word that drags a thousand regrets through the mud of missed chances. It echoes choices that slipped away, futures that never showed up, a haunting murmur in the corners of my mind, a soft, relentless ache. But 'if' isn’t just a ghost of sorrow, it’s a dare, a challenge to rise, to face each day with guts, and let yesterday’s shadows fade. So sure, 'if' can sting, but it also pushes me to see the raw beauty of now, and the strength in living free...
By Sugan Ya 2 years ago in Poets
When The Dust Settles
Shedding you like a snake sheds their skin Cutting you from my bones, took time Learning to love me again Reminding me, be kind
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
My Favorite Poems on Vocal This Month
I love reading poetry and wanted to share some recent gems I found on Vocal! I believe it's important to uplift other writers, especially when their work resonates with us. Each of the poems below made it onto this list because it made me feel something. If you enjoy them, don't hesitate to clap and comment to support these talented authors.
By Lola Sense2 years ago in Poets
Just like me
I saw the face of GOD in your eyes Hypnotized by your willingness To love me so openly Our future seemed perfect Until suddenly
By Joshua Hess2 years ago in Poets