Last Commented Sadness Poems (1,688)

Gone!

Gone is tomorrow and you aren’t here

Gone is tomorrow to come no more

Gone is forever to a distant shore

Love has left me you’ve gone away

Love has vanished it’s not meant to stay

Love has played it’s last lover’s tune

Sorrow haunts me both night and day

Sorrow’s tune, why did you go

Sorrow plagues me without you what can I say

Why have you left me all alone

Why is the nighttime dark not like the day

Why is it your memories will not stay

Gone is my heartbeat that was you

Gone is my sunshine, oh so far away

Gone is your footsteps of another day

Cry not my heart, hear not it’s sighs

Because your gone I realize

I am sad

Darkness has crossed my brow, awake and live and do it now!

Why did you fade way!

~ Poetry in the darkness of ones mind ~

JimEee

I feel like i am pulling
back into my shell.
I cannot seem to let
another in close to me.
I just do not want to
feel lonely as if i am
locked in a closet.
I want so much for this
feeling to go away.
I want some one to love
me like GOD has set it
that way for me.
I need someone to care
for me as if i was there
one and only.
I need some one to say
to me will you be my
soul mate for all eternity.
This i give to you GOD
for you know what is to be.

The placid warmth of someone grieving
The awakening of someone leaving
To rest beside the sick
To listen to the coping of the poor
The invisible silence of the body releasing the soul
Tiny bodies empty of hope
Starving beauty expressed in face
Every single bone and how it is placed

But when you think of beauty these never come to mind
It hides so carefully fooling the eye
Beauty hides in everything
But still we remain so blind

Giving curiosity to those who seek its kind
A species so striken with vanity and image
A brain washing force that has no discipline
And so you paint your face for others to see
And lace your body with pearls to hide the inner tragedy
Just as you realize your just as blind as vanity

An unfulfilled dream – a crown of thorns
Tomorrows’ desires – so close yet so far
Tying me down, both of them,
This to the future, that to the past.

I try to make the present my abode.
Reflections of failures and shades of uncertainty
Make the present no more different
‘tis the future I feared, will be the past I shall mourn.

I escape from the oceans of heartless sorrow
Into the drop within
Little do I know, that the drop is an ocean
Of endless regret, of unholy desire.
I am lost in transition, I am lost in the ocean.

I erect walls around me
Walls of benediction; protecting me from uncertainties to come.
But the walls they deceive me, protecting me not from regrets of the past.
Nay. They are the walls of malice, of endemic ambivalence.

I look at the lines on my face
A scar for each one on my heart.
I search in desperation, for that companion-less wrinkle. I find, none.
C’est a la vie.

I wait for retribution, for that sweet dirge.
For then there shall be no regret, there shall be no fear.
For then I shall sleep, without the fear of wakening.

I just thought about all of the holidays and how the time can be so blue for so many.
If I could stay away I would however, I had the whisper in my ear I needed to stop by and say I am alive and time is healing me once again.

I have heard and never could imagine in my adult hood I would be fallen as a cyber-bullies victim as I was.

Just trying to make myself better and not better than others just better than being low under myself...

For some they will wait the long line of welfare or unemployment...

However, this ole gal will not she has to do whatever, it takes
And if it means going little to survive then so be it...

I never thought much how one could be so cruel to another but as we work in teams in college the other five members seem to think it was
Okay to cyber bully well who won not them. I walked away not afraid just tougher than an ox and left them behind to wonder where the leader has gone and will they score...? Not as I did

I won and they hate it and this class has gone and I am strong because I do not except cyber bullies to even chat with and I walked away quiet and unknown...

Please all here in Poet Corner do know how I think well and wish well as you have been part of my family for some time now right here in our corner of love… Happy Holidays and best wishes...
Hope none of you were affected by the Sandy Storm as it hit hard…
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Envious tears

If ever I do see a red, red rose as fine as thee.
I shall pluck the beauty from where it be,
Toss to the ocean and set it free.

If ever I cross a caged bird of flight,
I’ll set it free on a star lit night.
I’ll watch it as it disappears ,
And dry my face of envious tears.

Nov. 2012




Lisa hegler

If you can hear my voice every night, listen to it well
because this is meant for you. Think of my love as a beautiful spring, where crystal drops arise from my sad inspiration. Please come to me and become my new inspiration. Listen closely to my prayer as it arises from the bottom of my heart. Its reason is to let you know about my feelings for you.

The children knelt in silence
as the missionary prayed.
The Taliban destroyed their home
where twenty orphans stayed.
" Lord keep us all together,
help to guide us on our way.
Bring this madness to an end,
protect us from the fray."

Pray for All the children
living in war ravished lands
Not ever having known peace,
but only the horrors of war

wishing you a blooming day...
may happiness come
on
fragrant winds
and
surround
you for ever in the
waays of beauty
wishing you a blooming day
.....
.......

Take this, my life from me
At last my breath be gone
This world to me has ended
It all just feels so wrong
The heart that beats inside
Cracked from all the pain
Should cease its endless patter
End the sadness and the shame

I’ll walk among the spirits
Come back from time to time
To shake up those still living
Who caused this pain of mine
No hurt shall I bring to them
Just shake them to the core
For what they’ve done to me
Some fright, but nothing more

In my death I’ll find a peace
That this world just couldn’t bring
Amongst the glorious angels
My soul’s heart, now healed, will sing