Saddness Poems

Saddness poems bring the best collection of short and long saddness poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great saddness rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these saddness poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on saddness are here for you.

Grief

Grief short poem

Grief swoops in and steals your soul Taking you hostage, you are bound unable to move You are wracked with pain You beg to be free Your mind is screaming out and then, Silence… Grief wins You realize, you must

My Friend Crystal

My Friend Crystal long poem

I am the women that hasn’t been able to lose all her baby weight. I am the dad that works two jobs and always gets home late. I am the high school cheerleader trying to be someone shes not. I

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In Spite Of

In Spite Of short poem

In spite of the world, I must do good No other course fulfils The sense of purpose for a life Correction for our ills Let drinkers drink, drug pushers push Let sex become their god Let me, for my part

How Can I Word What Is Beyond Words !

How Can I Word What Is Beyond Words ! prose poem

Tried , Recalled and Moved backward in Timeless times of Total Recall ! Tried , Tried , Tried and Tried to Recall the Timeless countless times and my words Totally Recoiled into Silence ! Silence is the Elixir now that

It’s About Time

Its About Time short poem

It’s time to grow like wild grass With no spot of terrain parched. Time to unlearn the old bigotry. Time to let love burst outwards Through the fissures in the wall Permeating its hues into all lives. Time to shed

Glass Bottle

Glass Bottle prose poem

The beauty of the world is captured in a glass bottle,all the good,the bad, and the ugly. On one side it storms and love is a lost art form shipwrecked on the coast of loneliness. It’s where guilty pleas are

We Hope

We Hope short poem

We hope for eternity We hope for relief We hope for peace We hope for change Our hopes shattered Our hopes shredded Our hopes shambled Our hopes shortened We still hope not to die We still hope not to ail

The Effect Of You On Me

The Effect Of You On Me short poem

In you I see strength, power You standby to support me like a tower. You make me laugh till my stomach hurts, I don’t know how they can affect me they’re just words. You hold my hand comforting me always,

Jade

Jade sonnet poems

flowers sighted jade my guided friend of age gone eludness pree of sallon confided mischief and the mire tango’d ego of the jauntily fallow with heaven’s burning ire into quoless epiphanic fire pluperfect in headdress gethered teak for mine twill heavenly

Move On…

Move On... short poem

Move on… He said…To where? Asked she That was no pause neither an eternity. When the leaves shone on the path, I was all smiles and lively. Crusty and sleepy eyed, Dreamful of reality. When did sun rise to be

Massive Wolves

Massive Wolves prose poem

Nestled high in the Rocky Mountain Range, a mystical valley is uniquely situated. Eloquently encased by snow draped peaks. A breading ground for Hoary Marmots. Continually feeding a high spirited pack of massive wolves, is found. These massive wolves are

Drowned

Drowned short poem

Can hear the rush of water, change in the tempo of sound as I go down and pop up. They say, sound travels faster in water it sounds very different though, I am drowning I know for sure.. I drink

A Contrast

A Contrast short poem

Look how the sun rises and sets, Earth becomes heaven where man lives; It is man who gets and forgets; Only Allah gives and forgives. Roses bloom and nightingales sing, Rivers run, their waves fall and rise; Allah gets pleasure

Wrangell – St. Elias

Wrangell   St. Elias short poem

All night On the neural paths, have rushed – shiny – The shapes of the world, yearning for Scepters of mountains And valleys and rivers of ice And prairies and lakes and forests, endlessly. Yet it would not be the

Innately miscible

Innately miscible prose poem

From my lashes fall a salty solution but never the solution to the trigger of my violent pollution. Feeding the well within me with ammunition of self-pity. My thoughts seeking through garbage dumps of my mishaps, picking up and hoarding

For Absent Friends

For Absent Friends short poem

Somewhere in between the waking and the dream, I can feel you close to me. Just before times hands reshape the desert sands, I can feel you reach for me. In the blink of tear stained eyes, watching weary to

Time

Time short poem

Time can drag pass in a flash or indeed, stand still. I wish it would meander to-day and for a few more tomorrows yet, as I can’t keep up these days with all the changing ways. I don’t breast feed

Passion

Passion short poem

We kissed and set the wheels in motion. Driven wild, I crashed upon your curves. No control, let loose lust’s potion. Set adrift on sensory swerves. See me drowning in your eyes. Taste the poison from your lips. Ignite me

Strong For Too Long

Strong For Too Long short poem

Sometimes you cry. And that’s okay. It doesn’t make you weak. It never means you’re frail. It means you’re strong… Stronger than they know. Sometimes you have to let some bad out to make room for more strength. And, my

The Wait

The Wait ballad

The clouds compete, the sky gate The sun shouts, the moon waits! Tasted a bit of sweet success Gleaned through eyes, like a bird that left its nest! An aroma never sniffed, billowing from up top The trees stand stiff,

Wasted Spring

Wasted Spring short poem

Walking bare footed on the turf of past With an unusual nonchalance for the changing season, Spring’s music echoed and died away so fast, But no songs or laments did reach this garden. Sweet fragrance of ripe fruits went unnoticed

Words Jumbled

Words Jumbled short poem

Today I’m doing a little writing, At times it’s quite frightening. The ink is black, the paper is moist, I like to scratch out words, that is my choice. A lot of thoughts gather round my head; I fail to

Wither

Wither short poem

Cry over my body And tell me I’m not gone Fetch my orange shades And rest them on my face Gather my favourite CDs Those you will play alone for weeks to come Spread them out around me And admire

A Soulful Friendship

A Soulful Friendship short poem

In the grasp of intoxication We burned our friendship in our skin This was not an act of bravery This was not an act of wit It symbolized our souls and how brightly they were lit, We were kept awake

Me

Me short poem

There could be a bend in the road, or a storm in the sea, a fire in the forest, but all I think about is me. The skies may open asunder, or the winds may blow all away, trees may

Lost Identity

Lost Identity short poem

she is a blossomed flower she is the autumn leaves she is the first ray of the sun she is the mysteries of love she might be this , she might be that she is even a plucked flower she

A Sad Reality…

A Sad Reality... short poem

It was just her fifth birthday, When she learnt to search for truth, And she questioned everything she learned, From then, right through her youth. She asked who had decided, Only boys could play in dirt, But her mother said

A Wish…

A Wish... ode

I don’t wish success or riches in my life, Not even willing to be great. not eager to know my future, Nor even dissatisfied with my fate… To be true, It will be a great pleasure, if I find you,

Baron and Feme

Baron and Feme long poem

The end, Is the beginning For it emerges Like a phoenix From the ashes Of hope, And upon broken wings Makes sore attempts To seek true love Up & down And forwards and backwards It moves, And comes to the

The Man At The Top Of The Stair

The Man At The Top Of The Stair short poem

Ghosts hang like pictures from the walls, traces of words echo these halls. Sometimes at night, I can hear the staircase creak, so I cover my head and, to myself, speak. I tell myself nothing is there, nothing is there,

My Mask

My Mask short poem

I made a mask for myself one day So colorful, filled with glee but beneath the surface lies another aspects of my personality. Nobody sees me cry Because i designed the mask for smiling Nobody can sees the pain Because

Recapitulation

Recapitulation short poem

Let us talk today of crazed times, so that the trade of ethical falls runs. When dawn breaks on the stunned silence of moon, I start unfolding the black sun. Ah, a poetry wound aches my world, knee deep in

Angel Of Happiness

Angel Of Happiness short poem

Enchanted little twig Sweet bundle of happiness With twinkles in your eye The darkness fades off from my world With rosy glitters of your cheeks My worries floats upon the breeze With sweet music of your giggles Waves dance inside

Missing Dennis

Missing Dennis prose poem

Back then, life for kids was harder than it should have been They say that kids had rights too, but I don’t remember when Back then, if there were child labor laws, they never told us If labor laws for

In Vain, A Minute After

In Vain, A Minute After short poem

There was a matter to write about, A minute ago, mass of words were Filling up my mind I should pen this, that and other My head was overflowing with Powerful words and emotions To an extent, that I lost

Almost There

Almost There short poem

When my days are through, When age and destiny succumbs me I finally quit the fight and give to darkness When my breathing slows and exhale once more When my lips are as cool as the sea. My world dark

Love Hurts

Love Hurts prose poem

Sometimes I wonder what’s it gonna be like without the one you once loved, yeah it’s gonna be hard your gonna experience the most pain probably in your life.. and your gonna think your not gonna find someone else.. and

Her Life’s Journey

Her Lifes Journey short poem

She steps into the world UNwanted As a child She can’t differentiate herself from Boys On her Teens shyness creep in and she distances from adolescent boys On crossing the Teens maturity dawns in and dreams of an appropriate life

You Were

You Were short poem

You were my best friend, But all you did was pretend. You said that you’d always be there- But when I needed you the most, you were nowhere! Just know that if you ever come running back to me, You

The Cage

The Cage short poem

I wondered, What does freedom mean to me? Perhaps, it could be liberty From the internal struggle, That I undergo everyday… In the distance, Through my window, I saw a little bird in a cage, And I wondered, What would