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Unknown

K me

Killing Me!

My heart is ripping apart.

And it's killing me.

Is that what you would like to see?

I cry and my tears flood the sky.

I'm alone and the world is slowly

killing me.

No one will help me.

I try to keep my head high,

but I am too shy.

I'm ashamed of people

hearing my name

because they talk about

the scars on my arm.

I feel like dying,

but too scared of trying.

I have had the rope,

but then I let it go!
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Posted: Aug 2015
About this poem:
Not my poem but it's how i feel right now.
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Bronx83

The Feelings of Today

I feel sadness, sorrow, and tears in the depth of my soul today.
The emptiness and loneliness of my feelings today makes me feel kind of hurt.
Perhaps it is because I hurt someone who had feelings for me.
I felt overwhelm by the sight of one word:
“Why”.
My emotions, feelings, and thoughts combined together all at once like a rushing tidal wave that made me felt helpless causing me to basically run away.
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Posted: Aug 2015
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Racingjaw

Hide

No one can see inside of me, no matter how hard I try.
My intention is seemingly never clear toward the naked eye.
For only I know for sure, what I truly feel inside.
Yet words and emotions cannot express the reason why I hide.

"I understand. I can relate. I can get the blues too.
But I cannot seem to fathom why you act the way you do."

I can only speak in metaphors as these feelings are otherworldly.
It's like my soul is locked up for the duration of my longevity.
The moments that may seem awkward are when my soul wriggles free.
Attempting to make up for time lost to express many facets of me.

"I can see the problem yet the solution is clear.
Just let your soul free! There's nothing to fear."

Fear is not even half of it, there's more to it than this.
If I were to just let go, there would be a sense of remiss.
No matter what I do to help myself, it seems it's never enough.
To try and make sense of darkness can be considered quite tough.

"You can't be serious! I don't understand, it's boggling to my mind.
It's as if you don't want the help and would rather stay confined."

No one can see inside of me, no matter how hard I try.
My intention is seemingly never clear toward the naked eye.
For only I know for sure, what I truly feel inside.
Yet words and emotions cannot express the reason why I hide.
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Posted: Aug 2015
About this poem:
This was a moment where I had people try to "help me" when I was down one day. But sometimes help is never exactly what it seems... These are the words that never had a chance to dance on my tongue in an attempt to paint the picture of my dismay.
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Racingjaw

Under lock and key...

I don't know why but I feel so disconnected today.
My thoughts and feelings of happiness are blunted and led astray.
I know I can feel happy, live, laugh and dance.
But these feelings disappear when control is in my glance.
It's like I can't trust myself in recreating the joy I once knew.
I have sentenced myself to life imprisonment for the crimes of "being you."
No judge, no jury, no plaintiff, no defence.
Just an automatic sentencing without hearing or sense.
This what it's like to live inside someone who is depressed as me.
Locked up inside yet I am still holding the key...
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Posted: Aug 2015
About this poem:
I woke up one morning and felt so grim. I'd ask myself why i would feeling this pain. This was the insight of the feelings from within... Perhaps this is a byproduct of my attempt to feel sane?
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Abby1963

Mirror mirror

Mirror mirror on the wall
Tell me Tell me
will I ever have it all
Mirror mirror on the wall
whose gonna catch me if I fall
I'm taking a leap
For a man I can never keep
Mirror mirror on the wall
I'm in to deep
As I sit here I weap
Thinking of all the love
That can never be
We couldnt even kiss
Mirror mirror on the wall,
I'm so sad and blue
My hearts cracked in two
Mirror mirror on the wall
I know I can't have it all
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Posted: Dec 2014
About this poem:
You know I love you . You know it's true xxxxooos
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EyeLook4U

Lonely

Lonely doesn't sleep not even late in the night
Lonely doesn't talk but keeps you awake with the sound of quiet
Lonely is not my friend not my enemy
It's just a reminder I need some company

If lonely were a letter it would be addressed to me
And written between the lines so plain to see
This is just a reminder sent to you for free
Listen to the quiet and turn out the light it's a quarter after 3

I will put the letter under my pillow
Sure as a remedy and dream of weeping willows
Soon they will be blowing in the wind like a symphony
Lonely is not my friend said the weeping willow tree
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Posted: Jul 2015
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EyeLook4U

Kryptonite Of Time

I once had the potential to be superman
When I was young when I was young
Fast came the kryptonite of time and then
I got stung I got stung

My hair turned gray and fell away
Tired and forgetful became everyday
Once I was I but now I'm me
Tomorrow is here and no longer waits you see

Why run so fast to cross a hill
There is no place where all stands still
You make no search but yet you find
And suddenly you meet the kryptonite of time
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Posted: Jul 2015
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Frogga43

Gone From Here

For those of you that are not here
At this very special time of year
You’re in our thoughts we hope you know
And in our hearts with this we show
All our love we send to you
And know you feel the same way too
Forever in our memories will be
Those that have gone from our family
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Posted: Jul 2015
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Unknown

Darkness Descending

Darkness descends
This time has changed
To walk beside the shadows
As a voice like silk washes over me

And he is free
It says
As I bow my head
And in contemplation drift soulessly

I am not without reservation
I heard what was said
He will live endlessly

But I remember the indecision
I remember feeling like glass
As he closed his eyes - I was thinking
How long had he been holding my hand

And it was over
Long before time could prepare us
This darkness descends
So inappropriately

Once falling
And then biting our hands
Grabbing at innocense
Amorphous to the dance

Of common sense
Or the gifts of survival, as
We shrink silently
Like children, move quietly

Away

But I remember the confrontation
I remember lying awake
When I knew he was gone - I was feeling
That we had both been betrayed

I am not without admiration
I believe the timing was more than just circumstance
That there is something worth keeping
By what remains
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Posted: Jul 2009
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Unknown

Africa in one glance 1980

Little brown face with 'look' in his eyes,
Sticky complection all covered in flies
Raggy clothese and dusty feet
Baggy shorts with a hole in the seat

Little boy hasn't a chance
Tells his story in one glance.
Why should I have all I need?
When wasted food this one could feed

Its not enough to be aware
Or else in comfort stand and stare
Could we spare a little wealth?
To give him clothes, food and health?

Helping now we'll win the war
In the eyes of the child that I saw.....

Peter Dronfield Zambia 29th June 1980.
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Posted: Jul 2015
About this poem:
I worked in Zambia for 6 weeks.
The only things I took back to the UK were the clothes I wore.
Many people have helped but not enough.
I came home knowing that the Colonial days were much better for the people. Today we see the wars that I saw in the eyes of a child's desperation.
My guess is that the boy is dead.
in 1980 men lived to an average age of 35.........He would be about 41
Wars rage all over Africa. I did little more than write a poem
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