Newest Sadness Poems (1,688)

Sometimes I wanna find release
At times I wanna shout
Inside I'm crying all the time
I want to let it out

I cry at what the world's become
I cry because it's bad
I cry because what could be good
It's what we wish we had

I cry at all the loss of life
I cry, it makes no sense
I cry for all the children
Wasted lives, the innocence

I cry because I feel depressed
I cry as I'm alone
I cry while talking to myself
While in an empty home

I cry because it gives relief
I cry to let it go
I cry to show I really care
For what, we all should know

I haven't told you a lie
Yet you continue to spy
I don't know why
I thought it would be you and me
Now I see that might not ever be
You will never trust me
I'm sorry that you got hurt
I'm not the one who hurt you
Why should I pay the price
I've been nothing but nice
Yet you don't trust me
No matter what I say or do
It always comes back to the lack of trust
Could it be you're the one doing wrong
Who wants a man who spies
The trust is gone
Care to dance
This might very well be our last song
After this you might be gone

Who cares, who wonders who wishes away the days,
what will be done in different ways,
How fear of loss creeps through the mind,
until the day you cannot find.

I'd never wish a life be born,
the trouble brought by meaningful scorn,
what did I do,
what Karma fell,
life can be Heaven
and also Hell.

Each day a question,
unsolved with sense,
each night is tension,
the dark is dense.

Awake, awake
each morn with light,
for my own sake,
make clear the sight.

technology has connected the World
and disconnected all the humans

Marble eye of granite stone
Engrained features
Vains in stone
She
Stands aloft
On pyramides high
Gazes down
On commers low
Deathly gaze
Set in stone
For once
Was a block of stone
Now carve
A body for all to see
Imortalized
Now set in stone

You had nothing left to say
And walked away.
While I stayed.
As two opposite river banks
We’ve been talking to no end -
Me and my pain.

I Hate

I hate the sadness to befriend my verse,
As for the joy it was written and trimmed,
I wrote it and trimmed for the joy, yet observe
Each word shedding sorrow and grief.
Time's passing … as if in a gilded net
Days in dreams of you are wrapped …
Desire as pebble lies on riverbed,
My shoulders are warmed up by wait.
This September in turn is set to pass,
Sadness will melt down like candle,
Cheerless colors will then call to mind
How once I had loved you, how cared…

***
“For what, for what
So much suffering, so many tears?!”-
She thought and came up to window.
She watched
How trees in the street
Farewell bade
To their leftover leaves.

Oh how its left me
My jingle-jangled poetry
How it’s run its tired course
Words that drove me with such pulsating force

Cruelly left the words I knew
Left alone those words so true
Scratched, etched and pat, patted away
Renderings of a naked soul on full display

Hidden in a cragged mountain view
Or ocean that’s more than a mimicking blue
They have frittered away that summer night
And taken with them my ablest sight

Words cannot be spoken without breath to carry
Meanings of life allowing the soul to tarry
Gone, gone the weight of those I chose
Just thoughts and the bore of silent repose.

Though she is gone
She used to tell me when we were alone
That drugs got no vitamin

Though she is a woman
she raised me to be a man
who can stand and fight on my own
That's why when i was a kid
she used to knock my head
warning me not to smoke weed
otherwise my mind might slide

Though i am now old
I still miss her indeed
sometimes i cry when days are wild
it's a different mood
can't express in words

Though i am still mourning
It's reminding me back to my beginning
When my mother in front of me clapping
while i am learning to talk and walking
and that is why right now am smiling.

I remember not what was the cause of my joy,
Now I watch space observed how it slowly unfolds.
And this garden I loved, sitting here I enjoyed,
Used to come yesteryear all summer long.

And this question inside me is constantly born:
Shouldn’t I stop shedding tears, have I not cried enough?!
I recall in this garden sitting pondering long
Since to dearest friend bade I final good bye.

Sky, observed oftentimes, now it slowly unfolds,
There is space once again, there is also the earth.
Used to come yesteryear all summer long,
Then this garden wore down, it I fully forgot.

I remember not what was the cause of my joy,
Now I watch space observed how it slowly unfolds.
And this garden I loved, sitting here I enjoyed,
Used to come yesteryear all summer long.

never lose sight of light
even as pearls of tears falling off your face
painted walls of torture and pain
silk and honey rubbed on your skin
to be scraped off by the tongue of the gods
enthralled as your master
if only to spare your agony
but you know
nothing exist between you and your dreams
promised of a gold filled tomorrow
now rest on your skills
blow and suck and let them lick your petals
ah if only you know you've been fooled
used and worn like those linens
now crumpled on your feet
how long will it be, when you realize
they will get away with these crimes
while you lay rotten, shamed and beaten
and no one heard of your screams
because their weapon and defense
is encrypted in our silence
the never ending game
afforded by money and fame

and as you lay weak and dying
you have become nothing
just a piece of a** bought and paid for

by these masters of evil
we call: the guardians of our lost souls.
if only you knew.