Last Commented Sadness Poems (1,688)

It´s pleasant to spend time sleeping out,
waking up,
don`t have to jump up in a hurry, cozy breakfast,
enough time doing things for yourself, everything you have to do

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of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away

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You must always be healthy and earn money and feed your children and
get up early when they need to go to school

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of yourse, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away

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That´s why I don`t have children and a man,
for living free without obligations and constraints

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of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away

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I have a colleage who has seven children and she gets up at half past three in the morning to carry the daily newspaper around before she wakes the children;
The youngest she still has to dress and prepares breakfast.
Then she goes cleaning in five different places until evening at half past ten

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of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away

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May be, that I missed something in my life without raising my own children;
If I had found the right father of my children
and now my biological clock has expired

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of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away

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I feel in love with you
because you were good to me like no one before.
You did it out of pity and that´s why you don´t want to meet me anymore because our love has no future.
(that´s a painful experience of my last encounter)

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of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away

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At first it was new and very lovely and then less and less until nothing.
Ended a year ago.
And now he is with a woman who speaks the same native language.

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of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away

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It´s only when I fall in love with someone else that I may forget him.
I havn`t met anyone who is that good.
I feel lovesick and my abdomen hurts to demand.

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Of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away

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Women need to be able to relax and drop to be satisfied,
need a man who strives for her

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of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away

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You are a young, strong, tall man with dark skin colored shapely body,
with which you radiate warmth and security,
where you feel comfortable and whom you like to caress and entwined in

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of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away

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In the beginning was the curiosity and the desire to try.
Well, it was phantastic for me,
but I noticed you felt more and more repelled by my old,
flabbied, wrinkled body

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of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away

She's talking to people about me
There's not much anyone can say
Perhaps she will find I've been sad for a long time
Ever since she went away

Now the weather is colder here
Smoke is rolling from chimney tops all around
Even though the sky is clear
I know that wintertime will surely get me down

I awoke this morning and saw the sunlight for a moment
How suddenly the sky turned to gray
She's talking to people about me and they whisper
He's been sad a for long time ever since she went away

Is it crazy for me to ask god to keep me young
Till I find someone new perhaps today
But who have I been looking for
Ever since she went away

Sudden pain ripped across
My waxen skin as brambled limbs
Tore open wounds the beast left

I stood in suspended animation
Watching the blood ooze down
Seeping slowly onto the ground

As the sky turned a bleak color grey
There was no emotion in the fray
Only an anguished still quiet
 
No air to breathe
No light to discern
Silently encompassing like a vacuum

Leaving open throbbing wounds
Tormented and deep
Amongst a swollen secret hush

I fell down praying for a healing
From all the scars that penetrate
Our minds, hearts and souls

© Jade Anjoun

My mind is racing my mind is torn
I lie here waiting for the morning sunlight to be my alarm
The firmness of the ground is a cowboy's bed
I pour another cup of coffee my eyes are still red

It's been a few days since I left that town
Wondering if I will ever settle down
But I must be like the roving wind
My destiny might be around another bend

Riden' and ropen'
Driving cattle to and fro
Drifting and dreaming
As the days keep trying to make me old

Get along little doggie going down the chisholm trail
A cowboy is always lonely he never gets any mail
There's a mighty lot of cattle to drive to and fro
Drifting and dreaming as the days keep trying to make me old

I traveled all the way to town just to find alone
It was a sad experience but I should have known
Lonely is everywhere I go it's everywhere I've been
Tell me something I don't know I don't know if I have a friend

You can be sad when you are young but when get old
The other word is very and there's not much that needs to be told
My words are simple to comprehend
I don't know if I have a friend

I write something for me to read
I know the lines are just a few
Perhaps it brings me close to what I need
I need to give this paper to you

Wherever I go
I'm known to no one
And what could I say
I'm known to no one

Am I a drifter a stranger
Or maybe a ghost
I'm known to no one
Not even almost

And I'm not a cowboy I don't have a hat
Don't have any boots you see it's like that and that's the truth
And of course I don't have a horse and I'm known to no one

Sometime I wonder as I go along are the lady who I could yodel too
But I'm always too late you're already taken
I guess my fate is that my heart will always be aching
As I'm known to no one a drifter a stranger or maybe a ghost no one knew

Within the river of dreams
see how they flow gently in silver
streams

The flow of life ever changing
Circumstances rearranging

Though at times it feels life
around us is in a mad race
While other moments it freezes
in dead space

There is a time for everything under the sun
It's more important to know where and when to run

People come and go like the wind in its flow
Nobody knows who or why they show
All that matters we hope to have learned a bit about ourselves as we place our book of life upon our shelves

It may give comfort to hold onto what is true
Yet, often we find nothing lasts but, a moment or two

Love is often fleeting mostly if it isn't real
Maybe because most do not know how it truly feels

In the search of truth and love how we want it to fit like a glove but, we often don't know how to give what we need to live

Some may claim they know the way the truth and the light but, only one seems to know what is right


Within the river of dreams maybe we can just pick and choose what we like
However, as we pass into that good night
we ultimately must be accounted for what we do wrong or right

The question in years to come is how do we want to be remembered come our time we are placed in the ground
will the falling tree make a sound if nobody is around to listen?

I saw people leaving who had justice

And whoever has no justice, people will come to him

I saw people lean towards those who have money

If someone has no money, people will stay away from him

I saw people going to the owner of the gold

Whoever does not have gold, people will leave him

I saw people gathered to see who had the silver

Whoever does not have silver, people will disperse from him