Sad Poems are the poems that deal with sadness. It tells the story or expresses ones sad feelings in a poetic manner. Almost everybody who writes poems has written poems about sadness. It has helped them to understand and describe their feelings. A sad poem can help you deal with sadness and sorrow. This page is dedicated to all sorts of sad poems. You can even write your own sad poems and share that with the others.
Sad love poems are always one of the best elements of sadness. Nothing describes a broken heart better than sad love poems. The poet’s poetic way writing may always find a rhythm with your inner feelings. And better yet if you are poet or at least feeling like one, why don’t you pick up your pen, in this case your keyboard and write your sad love poem to us. Your poem will help many others in times to come. Check out our Sad Love Poems section for some ideas.
Borrowed a box of broken dreams and picked through a few, but none fit the hole within my chest, so I tucked a few just out of view and to the hopeless, I gave the rest. My feet led me to where I'll sleep tonight, so arriving I sat and leaned against the wall, as the rain it fell like a symphony in an abandoned concert hall, The wind it seems to call your nameTags: Lost Love, Sadness, Death, Missing, Memories, Dreams, Broken, Depressed, Sad
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Desolation, Wide open space, Between the trees and me, Emptiness and me, Confusion and decisions, Feelings hard to define, And I say to myself, Just a little longer, Coldness seeps Its way in, I am falling deeper,Tags: Sad, Alone, Lost, Depressed
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I bandage my arm. So clean and pure. Just like my soul, some years before. Now I self-harm. It makes me feel good. They tell me to stop, I don't know if I should. I could cry tears, but they all dried away.Tags: Suicidal, Broken, Lost Love, Self-harm, Cutting, Sad, Depressed
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The sour bitter taste flows through my mouth, I don't see how people drink this; The bubbles drain down my innocent throat, One down. The twist, the crack, the mini explosion out of the long neck. Number two. The smell of it flutters the whole house Everyone was doing it, why not me? Or, at least that is whatTags: Drinking, Driving, Accident, Death, Family, Sad, Soul
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Pain... Tension... Fatigue...Depression... Anger, Aggression, Frustration. All these unwanted sensations - Burning, hurting, tearing. My heart alone, cold and fearing. Why won't you let me sleep, let me rest, Let me forget To eradicate, eliminate, destroy all my regrets? These memories inside, swirling, twirling, unwilling to reside in the corner of my mind.Tags: Pain, Lost, Depressed, Sad, Hurt, Love, Heartbroken
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can we walk away from this, just me and you, is it to hard to be true? through the valleys, pass the meadows, holding hands, wind through our hair, blowing dandelions.. sunlight in you face,Tags: Nature, Sad, Daydreams, Crush, Unloved
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I wasn't the best that you may have. The person you always dream of. The person, special you dreamed to love. But I'm not the person you dream of. I wasn't the one you who will love you. It's someone else who will love you. But that someone can't love you more than me. That some one can't give it all for you like me. 'I'm Sorry for being in love with you. Cause I can't live without you.Tags: Love, Sad, Unloved, Missing, Pain
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In this bed, such comfy bed I lay, the ceiling seems so calm. The curtains, blocking the sun rays, making broken pieces of sun. Got my pen, got my notebook, a pastel pillow under my head, that easy look. Because there's no song without you, there's no pen in my hand if it's not for you.Tags: Berries, Love, Visions, Dreams, Memories, Missing
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Four o'clock in the morning Afraid to open my eyes Another day of grief, A day of fear. All alone I feel. I try to justify all the pain, All of this guilt before my eyes. Another day of confusion, A day of wondering. Is it ever just going to go away?Tags: Loneliness, Sad, Pain, Lost, Depressed
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Sunshine falls down onto the loose gravel pavement. Reflecting up into my green eyes. My 1960's Mcallister guitar case lay open, full of imaginary bronze and silver. The rhythmic strum of a soft melody echoes through the faint breeze down the way. Autumn leaves drop in regular, followed by a vagrant scent of timber from the above's towering trees. A non-existing crowd fills in before me, patiently listening to my wordsTags: Dreams, Never Give Up, Never Forget, Live, Life, Lost, Sad
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