Most Commented Sadness Poems (1,688)

My self destructive button has been enabled
As I carve out the first piece for my table
Where I will sit alone having a dinner made for two
I watch the candles slowly burn until darkness fills the room
Then I light a cigarette to give myself an excuse
Tomorrow will be better if I choose
I know nothing in this world will last forever
Except the bitterness of asking God for favors
All I have I hold so dear to me
But it escapes through my eyes as they begin to bleed
Tomorrow will the angels sing a song for peace
I pull the covers to my neck, but I just cant sleep
I feel the presence of the devil inside my room
Satisfied that my love has been consumed
But I will find my way back into the morning light
I may be down but I wont give up the fight
You can bend my will, but I will never break
Tomorrow soon will come giving me another day
So I close my heart with my hands and face the night alone
Suddenly my shivers are gone as I embrace the cold
Before I know it tomorrows sunshine fills the room
And outside of my window I watch a flower bloom
Here and there and then I'm back here again
Sitting at my table without my only friend




4/15/2013

As I look in the mirror
I ask myself
Who is she
Could she really be me
How could that be
She looks so sad
Her once pink poutty lips
Have now turned into a frown
What happened to she
This woman staring back at me
Has sad brown eyes
I can see the thin lines
Forming around her eyes
As much as she tries
She can't hide
Those sad brown eyes
She can't
For you see
She's me!!

sometimes I'm amazed
at how stale and stubborn
I have become
and even out of sync with time
but then since you left
I don't have any reason
to keep track of moment
that comes and goes

I din't even know
summer is gone
fall, too, is now buried
deep in the snow
somehow I am anticipating
the new birth of tomorrow
but here I am still nursing
in my yesterday's sorrow

I am never wishing
that our past would come back
hell no!
it's just that I wish
the wound heals
and my mind forgets
all these pains and heartaches

and I will be in sync
with the world and time
again..like it used to be
before I met you.

The one who has to be born,
He already exist in the world,
and he will be tight up on Earth
tired and old.
And we will kill him,
but very slow,
with refine torture,
to stop loving us,
to take away our hopes,
to see that in all our experiences of
Cataclysm's
Life mud is up to neck,
and we can't get out of mud
until last farewell is said
To our yesterday mistakes.

We are often victims of our own entangled
Misfortune.
Who is stealing my keys to unlock the door of my fortune?
And death is strangling us around neck,in our mind,
in fears,crazy -passion,
Entangling in self we fall victims
To see hook for hanging
In it's own desires.

Oh dream,sweet dreams
also caries lunatic in his brilliance;
Dream of undying Love,
Dream of undying Loyalty,
doesn't always find man in Man strong
To carry out what he wish for
In another.

Yesterday mistakes
some times gets knitted in present
when awakening old wound,
Self sacrifices also discovers Selfish reasons,
To remind us of our highest position
in the lowest scores...

Don't give yourself fully,
don't attached yourself to things,
you will find the death of feelings in Pain.

Who is walking with me at night like shadow?
Does man carry self in himself to win his awakening?
Much selfishness is entangled with old sorrow that cries;
To run free...
To be understood,to be comforted with care,
But dark is stronger when given week hand.
And perhaps the only hand we need stronger,
Is our own,in balanced thoughts
Flushed with sun,
Accepting our-self,
And find reason - without reason to laugh,
When getting dirty in mud.

Yes I'm feelin sad
Maybe even blue
as I sit and stare
I think of you
I need someone to care
Need a listening ear
I have this fear
It's a lot to bare
Pretending not to care
While shedding a tear
It's tearing at my heart
I feel like its being ripped out
No doubt
I was really trying
To make a new start
Will I ever find a man
Who I can
Love
Trust
even lust
Not have it all turn to dust

Seasons of anguish in rhythmic rotation...
Meticulously taking their time...
Summers of sadness...
Winters of madness...
Thoroughly mine...

Like the inner-workings of a complex clock...
Gears of misery, memory blocked...
Autumn emotions...
Springtime erosions...
Raindrops of pain refusing to stop....

Today I feel no joy
Nothing but a void
Where has she gone
I feel like this has been going on to long
My head hurts
My soul cries
I feel like I’ve died
I’ve cried and cried
My eyes are dry
when I close my eyes tight
I can see a light
I know I can’t walk towards that light
No,not tonight
I have to fight with all my might
I just want to sleep tonight
I’m so tired
My mind goes round and round
I feel like a clown
God
Please don’t let me drown

I have nobody
I am somebody
I have the heart of desire
love to live I hate to live alone
My life is empty or is it full
I wander around no place to go
or a place of my destiny
Road is dark only lit up by the moons brite
or is the stars light brite enough to guide me
Hear the wind howl trees swaying
as my truck rolls by
I come to dead end
is this the farthest I go
Bridge is out road is closed
hit my brakes
my life is at its end
the road ends the journey begins
off to the right I drive
turning on a dirt road
where will it lead
Moon lite is all I have
Kicking up dust
I leave behind
My life continues on
a dirt bumpy road
but I live on all alone
traveling down the unknown

She sits at home alone
Quietly sinking, in her comfort zone.
Loneliness feeds, her soul.
The emptiness takes a toll
No other way to go, she heads to the
Corner store.
A quick relief, to fill that void.
Her love lies in a piece of foil.
Just another hit for the day.
Takes her to that private getaway.
Brings her to higher heights,
No transportation needed, to take this flight.
Where she goes, nobody knows,
She finds elated peace. To Devine to define..
Trapped in a cruel body, that's just doing time.
Embodiment of her being, left behind.
Slowly descending, back to her destination.
Reality is not, her intention.
Comes back home, sitting alone
The door slowly opens
"Honey I'm home"

i found many poets in this site
who wrote greate poems and posted here
i like their poems to read and learn
but some of them are missed from here
why they are hiding from us
why they are not writing poems
posting more here..
i really missed them
and waiting for their return...