Most Commented Sadness Poems (1,688)

sitting in a wicker chair
old and gray
running through the trenches
of yesterday
marks left in the dirt
of times in past
morning sun warming a face
bearded grey blown off leg
bloody trail left to die
cup of coffee taking a sip
blowing wind pushes it away
for a memory will forever
be in the past
sitting in that wicker chair
taking a last breath
old and decaying lifeless body
gone to rest
free of sin
death
has set him free

Id like to think that i belong amongst
so many who are so strong

but in my thoughts all i can see
is just the fear i feel in me

so here i am alone inside
its just a dream from which i hide

and who's to say its right or wrong
to feel such things and not belong

There's a question why
Everyday in our lives
Disappointments we can't hide
All we can do is to sigh

Sometimes things never go right for you and me
Ask ourselves why it turned out that way
Is it fate meant to be
Become sad lonely and angry

We've been longing
Someone might bring
Even transform our whole being
Or share our happy moments

But there are times
Times that can't be denied
We experienced failures in life
Disappointments blocked our way to survive.

Have you ever wished the day would come
To where you wish your life would cease to exist
Maybe for reasons such as feeling lost or empty
Or maybe because you loaned out your heart knowing you took a risk
I believe I fall into both of those categories
I feel as I'm sitting and staring at myself from a distant shore
I keep hearing myself saying, Oh be still my heart
I know I've helped create every scar, but that shall not happen anymore
I feel as if I'm just a former shell of myself
So hollow and empty, waiting for true love to fill my soul
Someone that would bring back the joy in my life
Someone I couldn't live without because they make me feel whole
I just want to be able to hear the words I love you
And know they come from their heart, not just their lips
I don't want a love that's created because it's convenient
I've done been there and sailed that ship
It took years for me to learn to love myself
There are things I'd still change but I know I'm beautiful on the inside
I've bettered myself and still have a will to live
I just want someone true and honest, to stand with me throughout this life

close your eyes
rise above
fifty feet off the ground
seperate yourself
from a world that were in
look down at whats going around
can you see the madness
disrespect torture
of the earth
and all it's beauty
can you feel the anger
the tension in the air
what are we doing to each other
in the world we know.
look up at the stars
what is it you see
the moon, clouds, rock
dust why are we in such awwe
of the outter space
is it because were so small
I do not think this is it
here on earth man thinks
he is the biggest of all
why is it we need to go to mars
so we can destroy it to
as we done too the earth
how many planets does man
want to destroy until
he is satisfied do you not see
mars is not a waste land
it is beauty in its own
for the earth was also at one time
until man made it his own
just wait all you planets
for man is on his way
too destroy you,
just ask the
moon.

My father used to warn me
Don’t stare at the sun
You’ll hurt your eyes
And that won’t be any fun
But the way it looked intrigued me
I couldn’t look away
The little dots it caused
Seemed to dance my cares away
So full of pretty colors
Floating across my view
Each time I took the time to look
I would see something new
Well, now I understand my dad
And all the wisdom he shared
I know now that he was right
And that he really cared
I used to love my sun spots
I couldn’t get enough
Now I learned my lesson
And it is really tough
For now those spots are all I see
Each and every day
Staring at the sun
Has taken my vision away

A CHILD WITHOUT A MOTHER TO CUDDLE OH SO TIGHT
A DREAM WITHOUT AN ENDING,A DARKNESS IN THE NIGHT
A LONG LONG ROAD TO TRAVEL WITH NO SCENERY IN SIGHT
EVERYTHING IS WRONG,NOTHING SEEMS RIGHT
RAIN FALLING FROM THE ROOF TO THE WOODEN FLOOR BELOW
NO SMOKE COMING FROM THE CHIMMEY.NO FIRE IN THE COAL STOVE
DUST ON THE FAMILY.BIBLE,IRON BEDS TURN TO RUST
THESE ARE SOME OF THE THINGS I SEEN WHEN I WAS JUST A TOT
THE SADNESS AND HARDSHIPS
FOR ME I'VE SEEN ALOT

behind the wheel
loss of mind
can not see the lines
bright lights white eyes
felt a bump
waking up laying down
with a straw in your mouth
hey don't stop
want some more beer
pour it in the straw
aprons on
whats going on
bright lights
where am I
you were in a wreck
don't you know
saw white eyes
felt a bump
that's all I know
left a party
got behind the wheel
hit a car
now your legs are gone
and
that poor little girl
you just
killed

Words left unspoken fall upon deaf ears
Yet sometimes say more kept in silence
Betrayal of those given their all to you
Slashed away in actions not words
A turn of the head with lips still sealed
Was the only thing you needed to say
I saw the shame across your face
But flickered away so quickly
Message received loud and so clear
No time soon shall be forgotten

Demons in the closet are there to stay
Can’t ignore them or wish them away
Locked deep inside I’d like to escape
But nowhere to go as boundaries they break
Subconscious allows the memories back in
Nightmares return and fear will begin
The smell and the pain makes my skin start to crawl
Images fresh, I remember it all
Flashes like photos fill up my brain
My muscles constrict to hold out the pain
I wake with a scream in cold sweat each night
Limbs aching from each internal fight
Years of repression and therapists too
Can’t take away these images of you
Engrained in my mind and there to stay
Your twisted perversion of pleasure and play
The days are mine and are precious to me
I long for the night when the demons set free