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SADNESS

Stabbed by reality
Abused by fears
Drained from emotions of
Neverending tears
Everything is great
So I say to all
Silently inside I cry and fall
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Posted: Dec 2010
About this poem:
This poem I wrote after my divorce, I'ts entitled SADNESS because the first letter of every sentence spells the word SADNESS. This poem really released a lot of hurt and emotions as it just flowed when I started writing it.
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spnglish

His Way

Each time we speak, your anger comes forth
I can resist, as I have shown you before
Such anger I know, it lives so close
How much more, must I endure? Let your anger go, keep it no more
Your anger is your crutch, your way out
The cost is high, the pain is great, let it go I say, let it go….
Your anger pulls me in, you lash out, and I defend
I stand my ground, yet you condemn
Judgment cast, I stand my ground
Unfair words cast out, I say, “stop,” defend my ground
I forgive and let you know, yet such anger you still know
What to do, what to say, tell me please and I will say
Just forgive and let it be
I get cut, bleed some more and stand up once more
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Posted: Dec 2010
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Unknown

Ten Depressions

Been through ten depressions,
Overcame with One,
You!

You,
Picked me up,
Soothed the pain,
Stood by me,
Through thick and thin.

Backed me up,
Said i was right,
Gave me strength,
To walk on by.

Made me laugh,
Made me cry,
Made me long,
Made me high!

A glow in the dark,
A shadow with me,
A glimmer of hope,
A wind within me.

All came crashing,
One fine dawn,
Tone was the problem,
Couldn’t convince you at all.

Am back to square one,
Ten depressions,
Now, you Add,
One to All.
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Posted: Feb 2011
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Unknown

My Babies

I wish I could be with you everyday
But my children you live so far away
Your mother decided it must be that way
And this is the price that I must pay

I speak to you whenever I can on the phone
But that doesn’t stop me from feeling alone
I try to sound happy in a positive tone
I’m sorry that mum and I broke up your home

When you are older you might understand
Why things didn’t work out how we had planned
Our foundations were built on shifting sand
Eventually the marriage could no longer stand

But please don’t feel guilty because you’re not to blame
It wasn’t to be and that is a shame
I realise things will never be the same
But into my life I’m so glad you came

Now it’s quality time that we must share
Enjoying the moments whilst I am there
For you it seems cruel and justly unfair
But I want you to know I still love you and care
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Posted: Dec 2009
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boyshchrm6

Nite at the Races

Post time and lots of scurried betting.
Horses off and people already fretting.
Favourite boxed in, Some blood letting!
Three quarter cheers,shouts and jeers.
Horse on the outside coming on strong.
Discussions of number among the throngs.
Is it a longshot or are they all wrong?
Photo finish and you all go for more beers.
Its official a longshot won by a nose!
You're in the money, boy it was close.
Betting slips like confetti drop on your toes.
You don't care amongst your friend's cheers.
You and friends have money for all races.
See the excitement on your smiling faces.
A bunch of lost wagers and there are no traces.
You'll all have to face your greatest fears.
Lost all your winnings as excitment ends.
It's ok as you are all among good friends.
Remember that Luck...you shouldn't depend!
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Posted: Jan 2010
About this poem:
Never bet more than
you are prepared to
lose.
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caroljoyce

Hurting

The searing heat forces the wheels of my mind
to a complete standstill
Fear braces itself within me so that I am stultified,paralysed
with an overwhelming paradigm of loss and bewilderment
A maze of misconceptions cloud my judgement
And fade my reason into the shadows
Shadows that breathe with the ghosts of past hurts
The staring eyes of overcome fears light up the dark
Ferocious and infinitely cruel
The fangs bite into the flash of my heart
As lightening sears into the trunk of a tree
Cruelty and hurt laugh together in the dark cellars of remorse
Regret pauses my life in time so that I can replay
All that is past
Bewilderment rises around me in a thick fog of shame
I wait
Still
quiet
For it will pass
For the strength of forbearance to steady up the shores of my soul
The ship rocks then steadies
The anchor holds strong
This journey is overcome.
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Posted: Apr 2010
About this poem:
I believe poems can touch the parts mere words cannot reach.
Please feel free to print it if you like it.
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hedistuff

short heartfallen

I drop salty rain
face turned down and gray
every time that I recall
the day you went away

twas the end of the beginning
happy chapter of brief page
now only grief will fill my book
of blank spirit, mindless rage
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Posted: Apr 2010
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hedistuff

regret

consciousness finds me with but more regret
of memories buried, too deep to measure
now wandering aimlessly, how could I forget
the love, that was ours, is now buried treasure

how we all try to reach out and grab it again
as though it could merely be plucked from a tree
but long dead emotions wash away with the rain
to never arise the way we once had be

I'll never recover such moments we had
when your joy and my joy once strove hand in hand
no matter the tough times or hardships so bad
we still shared our song, sung loudly and grand

perhaps I'll be silent and for once just be grateful
of the moments we shared and all that they meant
then recalling the old times may not feel so fateful
focus on love, allow my pain to relent
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Posted: Mar 2010
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Unknown

Waking up to yesterday...

No I don't know what it's like, to forget how to smile...
To forget would imply that I once knew how for awhile.

From time to time I'll grin, when I laugh now and then,
But a true smile within, I've not known such a friend.

Yes I know what it's like, to live in chosen solitude...
With eyes roaming the world, seeing never anything new.

Falling tears that no one sees, a heart's cry no one hears,
Within my own little prison of anguished longing and fear.

Indeed I know what it is to die, and yet continue to live...
A soul's death undeserved, a kiss of misery death gives.

I've shared the thoughts also, of turning back time...
Of being young again, but still having my present mind.

My truest wish though perhaps, would be to simply never be,
A memory for no one, for there would be no trace of me.

Crying out for mercy, with the voice of a thousand pleas...
Deliver me from this this madness, save me... release me.

I also know the world, we're well acquainted, it's true...
And under it's rug I was swept, only but dust to remove.

Eyes that see too much and a spirit that barely breathes...
A knowledge I cannot deny, I have reached the end of me.

There are no roads left to take, no efforts left to make...
Only just going through the motions, knowing it's too late.

For the seeds I have sewn, there is no harvest to reap...
I merely continue along, stumbling helpless, aimlessly.

In my final moment in time, be it far or near to me...
My final breath will be a whisper, may at last I be free.
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Posted: Mar 2010
About this poem:
One of many moments along the way when words can only hint at the true feelings but never adequately do them justice.
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Unknown

With My Last Breath

Deep within the misery of silence
find your companion beside the truth
black and heavy to reach the death
of slivers fraught with terror.

Advancing to milky smoothness
push gauze filled remnants aside
glory is the mist to obtain
lower the veil gently.

The pitch of my cry abounds
no brook to keep the sanity
that breaks the threads of others
piercing my very heart.

Little by notice I leave the
very moment of life
keep my eyes before you
though my heart beats slowly
hold it close.

The time has grown weary
by notice of shallow breath
I leave my substance behind
for love to cast its shadow
upon the sorrow bed.
No longer is love with me
but with you instead.
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Posted: Mar 2010
About this poem:
Another poem for Bonnie...the cancer is terminal.
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