Last Commented Sadness Poems (1,686)

He says life is rough
everything so tough
he couldn’t handle more
his heart was really sore
his eyes were filled with tears
But what he wanted to do
is to start life good & new
With no words left to say
he fade away.

i've buried more shining friends than you can believe
and buried so many psychiatrists that you can't conceive
i've been to seedy places most people wouldn't dare to enter
and of the people who try to censor me you are in the dead center

i write what i see, hear and with clarity know
yet and still you want to turn rain into snow
well i'll always be snow no matter what you may say
and for no one or reason shall i alter my way

my poems are warnings to parents they need to heed
so they can recognize when Johnny has a habit to feed
but there you are trying to stifle what they need to hear
and i deem you doing that totally unfair

i do take criticism but first i'd like to read you
because something tells me you write about a sky so blue
you probably scribe words about warriors so brave
while i tell people how to save themselves from an early grave

well at this particular time that's all i have to state
that and i wish your irrational reviews of me would abate
because i don't give a damn if you kick me or sock me
but then you have the unmitigated nerve to block me
yours in rebellion, relaxation, and reflexes that reflect
my attitude toward critics like you
~free cee!~

Running I am always running through a hall of mirrors...They all reflect me but they do not run with me,they stand and laugh...They beat me with there words and I fall hard...I try to stand but it is hard when you have nothing at all...But as I lay one mirror in front of me does not laugh,but stares...He stands proud deifying,alone but strong...Through my sorrow I weep,"how do you stand so proud? Everybody believes in you.How do you do it?"And with a cold stare he answered,"Because I defy myself.You say I can't but I say I will.When I feel like I am falling I stand,When I feel I know nothing,I go searching,When I think I am weak,I become stronger..." Still through the sadness I ask once more."Please tell me.How do I become strong like you?" Then he smiled and said "but I am you..."

the night closed when the cafe did
with all the secrets the barmaid hid
there was the whisper of a woman's woe
and me, a junkie with no place to go

two souls shunning he same shadow
one mystery hidden in the mist and midst of misery
two who sat upon opposite stools toasting the sunshine
while fearing the moon
an orb with the ferocity of fangs that grow fearsome as they devour the noon
and regret is urged all too soon.......
the neon wept for two souls lost
upon whose hearts wsa embossed an emblem of empathy
and sorrow summoned by sympathy
until one weakens from weariness
and following errant rainbows
while wishing on a star too long dead
a shine and shrine shrouded shamelessly in dread
as the soul of sublimation summarily bled
when time sped by with seconds spent in seclusion
and consternation a constant conclusion
while hours harbored in the hollow halls of hopelessness
wherein horror speaks of its own adulation
and betrayal is betrothed to beauty

she spilled some beer as I drew near
as fear festered within my stare of stagnation
and her self-righteous indignation
she was the she i feared she would be
and I, alas, was only me
no match for such beauty, guile and glee
since i was only being me

the barkeep was taken aback by her sea-green eyes
as I was forsaken by starshine bleeding from the abdomen
and a miserly moon which made madness seem minus its usual impact
from her eyes....
wih a luminescent shade of green seldom seen in the seediness of a small cafe
a cafe that gave way to neediness neglected
and desire lost a battle that led to victimization rejected
after laughter , libationn and languid conversation
small talk that seemed rather big in a small cafe
and incinerated an over rated fact that would otherwise force me to my kinetic knees beside a bar

a woman whom i would......
with blessed determination and clenched teeth , try to keep afar
in a seedy bar
a lady like her who lingers in a landscape of roses and retribution
and athough i was simply me
me knew to flee

the neon closed its eyes that night
as i went left and she went right
fortune's face was then revealed
when i avidly avoided what a woman of woe could yield
(c) 2011...~free cee!~

Maybe i am "in blue"
Now i am sick and homesick...
Looking for my ultimate strength... It´s true...
As a "street dog" , my sores i lick
Trying to heal my pain
But my efforts are in vain...
Now i can not hide my sorrow...
Not today, neither tomorrow...

What's wrong with you?
Where did I go wrong?
What did I do?
You know I am not that strong

I have noticed it for a while now
I have put it off for as long as I can
Where did I go wrong?
What went wrong with us?

You have been changing
In so many ways
Where is our love ranging
What has happend in these last couple of months

Why is this happening
You know I love you
But the question is
Do you still love me?
And now I am just sad and blue

Thinking of what went wrong
I have to try and be strong
But I break down and cry
Or I just sit there and sigh

What did I do?
Why are you so mad at me?
I hope you still realize and see
That I still love you and
I miss you terribly...:(

What's wrong with you?
Where did I go wrong?
What did I do?
You know I am not that strong

I have noticed it for a while now
I have put it off for as long as I can
Where did I go wrong?
What went wrong with us?

You have been changing
In so many ways
Where is our love ranging
What has happend in these last couple of months

Why is this happening
You know I love you
But the question is
Do you still love me?
And now I am just sad and blue

Thinking of what went wrong
I have to try and be strong
But I break down and cry
Or I just sit there and sigh

What did I do?
Why are you so mad at me?
I hope you still realize and see
That I still love you and
I miss you terribly...:(

you could of been more into me.
i was into you like a sungaze in the night.
thrown in and out of extasy but we would never colide.
my face is now at my side and my sorrow is on overdrive.
the sadest days are the days im still alive.
if only you would love me as i love you.
but in the end. im the one singing the blues.

Life should be filled with happiness and laughter,being good and smiling everafter
Thats a fantacy we all seek after as instead, we are faced with the harsh reallities of pain, hearthaches and disaster
That wipes away our laughter.

Stuck in a place;
Without my own space.
Yet I’m all alone;
Just skin and bones.
So weak-
And so bleak.
Praying everyday;
That we would be saved.
Kept in this horrible camp;
Being cramped;
With so many people like me;
How could this be?
How could people be so evil?
Acting like mindless devils.
No remorse;
Because it is just a corpse.
I tried to put up a fight;
I tried and tried with all my might.
Slapped and smashed;
And cracked and bashed.
No humanity;
No sanity.
Passing with one thing in my mind-
I hope that my grandchildren will survive!