Sadness Poems (1,689)

The machines lined the labyrinth in rows
Lights, colors and animations all posed
In endless arrays of enticing sounds
Like children on turning merry-go-rounds

Some people can barely walk or breathe
Still coming in and taking seats beneath
The neon altars of chance, money and vice
All gathered together like a nest of mice

The draw of the elusions and a sum to win
Keeping the people in a polarized spin
Roundabouts in sheer tidal waves of hope
Not aware they are on a slippery slope

Participating for points to keep a status
In the all encompassing apparatus
Designed to become your new home
From its shadows you will not roam

Perceived as a beacon of true light
Serving the lonely slaves by night
Souls the darkest demons possess
Each slap of the buttons causing stress

Endless sounds of screams and elations
Winning money to calm the agitations
Still they file in like going to church
On a never-ending quest and search

Looking for the missing links in their life
Placating the unbearable internal strife
Never looking up, never seeing the above
Their misery resides in a lack of true love


© Jade Anjoun

The days are swiftly hastening
The shadows softly fall
I seem to hear the shepherd calling
From way beyond the wall
He has come to fetch the ill ewe
That lies so forlorn
To unite her with her lamb
She lost,a decade or so ago,
She has been pining for her,
Life for her has never been the same,
The ewe has now to bid goodbye
To all she knew, when on earthly meadows
She did graze,
The shepherd will pick her up
tenderly in His arms
And carry her safely o'er
And lay her gently beside her lamb
She had longed so dearly for;
Now Forever to abide;
No more heartache or pain,
No more tears will be shed,
For the place where He will lay her down
There will be peace and eternal rest,
Beside her precious lamb.

My soul is eagerly awaiting to take its flight
To the land beyond the sunset
Where my loved ones await my arrival
At the pearly gate
With outstretched arms,
There will be no more pain
Nor heartache or tears
Sleepless nights will be
Perpetual rest.
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Sailing in the ocean of my dreams
Each night I come to you sweet child
Sharing precious moments with you
And when dawn breaks
I awake and in my room again
In a land across the sea from you.

Hearts Throb.
Pensive thoughts,vacant dreams
No memories
Blown away like fallen leaves
to lie dead and forgotten
Selfishness,ego of another
Strikes at the penury of the heart
Depriving her freedom
Keeping her tethered to vows
While she wilts day by day.
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Posted: Jan 2017
About this poem:
About a friend who suffers silently.

Hush little baby don't you cry.....my mom used to sing and I always wondered why shouldn't I cry when I feel I need to? Kids cry when they fall and need mommy to kiss it better....youngsters cry over heartaches or losing a dear friend....Grown-ups cry when they are happy/sad/frustrated.....I tend to cry alone where nobody can see my tears....I miss having a shoulder to lean on....and I really miss your handkerchief you dried my tears with....it always was "there" with you holding on to me promised that all will be well! You were and always will be the "one true love" of my life.....I miss you-until we meet again!

In the beginning we give ourselves so freely and completely.

As we progress and discover hurt and loss, we hold back parts in case we lose them.

When we have chunks of who we were missing, we are so gaurded that nobody can truly know you.

At this stage, I am finding that I throw everything I am, the good, bad and ugly, one by one and wait for them to fail, because they will it's human nature.

I'm not trying to cross any line
But it is so hard, when this life is actually mine
I'm trying to avoid stepping on a mine
But I'm on a minefield, and nothing is fine

The line between life and death seems to be so fine
So don't ask me to hang here, not crossing the line
When my life is hanging on a line so fine
The line has been crossed by someone Divine

I'm trying to keep walking with every step
I'm hoping to live with every breath
I hope that God will hold my hand
And be my guide until the end

I do not know what the end will be
But I still have hope that He's with me
It could end here for me tonight
But if He's with me, I'm gonna be all right

If I do not make it to the end of the line
The only life lost is gonna be mine
But if I do make it to the end of the field
Then I'll enjoy every breath of the wind

My days are long and my nights longer still
As I sit here watching this little pill
Will it remove the gloom I feel inside
Or will it just provide a chance to hide

When it wears off, am I back to square one
With an even greater gloom to take on
I have tried all the normal avenues
Yet I still continue feeling the blues

What is it that I really need to do
To rid this gloom and become myself true
Deep inside me, there's a fighting spirit
Saying to face this gloom and conquer it

Connecting with Nature provides an ease
Listening to the sound of a gentle breeze
While it's passing through the surrounding trees
Serenading them with the rustling leaves

I shall draw my strength from the divine source
In whose awareness I do not feel lost
I know I shall overcome finally
And once again my spirit shall be free

People are coming
And leaving our life
Just like trains...
Hypocritical ones and real,
For a moment , like playing games...
Some will go deep
Into your soul
Whilst the others
Are like a going away smoke...
Coming... leaving...
Both leave a mark
In your heart.
But one day
When some of them
Will knock into your door
You will quietly say-
Sorry, there is no space
For you anymore.....