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Lover

LOVER
Oh lover of mine where can you be?
When I wake in the mornings and kiss your face you have a huge smile because your are with me.
Oh lover of mine where can you be?
When I call you from work you respond with glee.
Oh lover of mine where can you be?
When I reach across the sofa, the table or in the car I don’t have to reach far.
Because your hand is already reaching out to me, you see.
Oh lover of mine where can you be?
I hope before my life is at an end one day your face I will see.
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Posted: Nov 2014
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Unknown

someone

SOMEONE
SOMEONE to be there in sickness and in health.
Someone to stand by you in poverty and maybe never any wealth.
This is what I’ve wanted. Yes!
More than I’ve ever wanted a wedding day or a wedding dress.
Someone to support you when you are stressed.
Someone to laugh with you, its good to share a little bit of jest.
Oh, that’s so much more beautiful and important, yes!
Than a wedding day or a gorgeous white dress.
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Posted: Nov 2014
About this poem:
I believe it speaks for itself.
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Stedan

Drifting Life

Drifting along with souless passion,
lacking the will or thought to even pray,
with the cold can now see the latest fashion,
wondering who will be my heartbeats play,

Silent tunes hum in my mindless thoughts,
music can send me on that prairie trail,
long play, short play record of soughts,
tender hearts that beat so frail,

Love once held me solid and still,
wandering mind now leads me astray,
losing ones love can be a bitter pill,
treading my footsteps through another day,

Motionless of love in heartbeats time,
my physical presence tells me am still here,
no one near to say sweet love of mine,
drifting along in old age is another fear,

Each passing day calls me to strive,
seeking company in any crowded room,
tell myself old I am but am still alive,
I am not yet ready for the quiet lonely tomb.
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Posted: Nov 2014
About this poem:
When we seem to reach that impasse where we have no one in our lives to care for or love, no connections we seem to drift along each day.
Just my words on how it seems.
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Unknown

We Were...

As slow to pain and so we go,
Strong be our motif but weak be the end of our day,
No one in this Galaxy can pretend nor actually with mort's addendum say,
We did not exist.
Yet...
We are all Dead...
(We just don't know it - Yet.

Harrow the Waning moon,
Life arrives upon the Horizon...
It is not as it was nor ever shall be,
Again.
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Posted: Nov 2014
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EyeLook4U

Without A Plan

No visitors today for the lonely old man
And time passes away
Away without a plan

No cards no candles not even a cake
It's early in the evening
But seems so very late

Now at his table with praying trembling hands
He may be the only one to know if it's time for him to go
And by faith he didn't go away without a plan
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Posted: Nov 2014
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greg5965

morning is broken

Morning is Broken
Author: Brad

Still awake,
Been up all night..
I feel good, I'm ok, feeling alright...
Pealing the curtain back just a crack
just to level out, face the day, stay on track
BOOM, swish, clank, BANG!
LIGHT spilled through the window....then nothing, but pain
Then nothing, but pain
Just a moment, that's all it took, balled up on the floor, I trembled and shook. The light of day streams through the nook it's the mirror........ too afraid to look
Brightness and Joy the Day it would SHOUT!
Me just pain.....fear and doubt
Now stripped and shaken I will have to withdraw
get away from the window, the light, before it exposes it all. All thats Inside me, from all this I run, so people cant know me, or what I've become.....
Trying to stay dark in my little shell, the room slowly filling with yellow,
nearly outer space appeared this fellow.
He was gentle and smooth, wore A robe for a coat, sandals for shoes.
He held out his hand, as if I should choose...

No time to think, I reached out, with nothing to lose.

Wanting to hide, in a crack on the wall, a voice so tender on
my ears it did fall
"I love you, my boy, its me whom you call"
He said i come to get you for things got too bad. The suffering is over, for I took care of that. and from this point forward pls call me Dad.
Only time thats all fine but i never had a ride from my Dad, not stinking of wine. Ill have to trust, i guess, I'll....SWOOSH, SHHOOoowww....No more talkin for me, for I now know the secrect only revealed by He.
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Posted: Nov 2014
About this poem:
struggling
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GodFearing89

A Disease

The more that I SLEEP the Weaker I get
Take away the pain with extra strength percocet
In seconds its gone, my fate; it is set
Dark clouded skies,
why aint I dead yet???
I'm stuk on a jet...
Dilated pupils wit an i-v drip set

"jus fall out the side D.!"
I try tellin myself,
"but I can't even move G!"
I'm glued in this melt
depleted in health
and yes I mean literally


Failed attemptd homicide
The tunnel's light was in my eyes!
Wait this could be dreaming time,
I wake up and its just real life.
Man I gotta chilly spine im
Far Away from paradise
Nightmare breathing straIgHt flat line
Undertaker creeping by

Chose to live in straight denial
I live this frown deceitful smile
Ungreatful deeds go awhile
My happiness gone for miles
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Posted: Aug 2014
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Cardrabella

A Replayed Photograph

The flash of light and simple click
Another photograph
With perfect smiles and laughter sweet
Left one forgotten piece
Thats cries knowing she's left behind
and yet nobody cares
When ever shown in a photo
The shot soon disapears
But she sends out a desprite plead
Faintly into the night
Give me a chance to please be seen
and see what iv become
With radient light and a click
The photo is replayed
With now a piece once left behind
Who's smile shines above all
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Posted: Nov 2014
About this poem:
We've all had a moment when we wanted to be a part of something and got left out and just belonging somewhere would make you the happiest of all
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CRIPPLED_LOVER

Being Alive Will Always Have A Price

f*ck I wish I would just f*cking die I can't do shit so instead I just cry. I'm nothing but a mother f*cking burden I wish my family could forget about me like when you drink a whole bottle of bourbon. My heart is hurting and bleeding wishing someone would shoot me and just leave me there leaking. I feel like the only reason im still alive is because i'm physically incapable of slitting my own throat with a knife. I don't have a girl to call my wife so why should I continue to live my f*cked up life. My brother knows who I really am that's probably why he's mad but I don't really give a damn. Live or die I ask myself every f*cking day but I guess when your alive that's just the price you f*cking pay.
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Posted: Oct 2014
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Unknown

Clouded

God damn I'm just so stressed,
I wish I could get out of this mess,
But every time I try,
I get swatted down like a fly,
And then I just want to cry,
And think about how I would like to die,
But I can't,
because if I did,
I would never rest in peace fr what I did.
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Posted: Oct 2014
About this poem:
I wrote this poem when I was in a very depressed state of mind. I feel like I need to write this to try and let some of my stress out. I call it clouded because my thoughts at the time were clouded.
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