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Tanka Depression Poems | Tanka Poems About Depression

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Sad Song -Tanka

"Marriage after Sunrise"


sunset drunken light
on lavender glass of wine
a long lost tear falls
converts into sleeping pills
dismiss the rain again


 
"Divorce before Sunset"


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Shadowed

Hiding in shadows
My camouflaged emotions
Smothered by silence
Cloaked by the dark of the night
Expose my truth with your light


January 17, 2015


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SAD

Grey sky confusion -
a bruised brooding December.
Sharp as spruce and myrrh
tears fall, strike bauble light, salve
this cold Christmas contusion.




for 'Not So Happy Holidays' contest


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Seeking Answers (for Jared's contest)

Wasted days
Wandering through life’s maze
Trying to sort the truth from the lies

I call out, but it seems nobody hears my cries
With each futile attempt, something inside me dies
Skies overhead are filled with thunder

What was my worst blunder?
I wonder

To heaven I gaze
Lord, help me find contentment
In hope my hands raise
Yes, I know I was once blessed
Raised well by loving parents

Is there no cure for this malaise?
How did these sad feelings arise?
I listen but hear no replies
My question I seek to rephrase

As much sorrow on my heart weighs 
Searching for words that will not rise
Is there no cure for this malaise?
How did these sad feelings arise?

Forgive me, Lord, I’ll change my ways
I’m humbled; I will compromise
Contrition you’ll find in my eyes
Must I be sad throughout my days?
Is there no cure for this malaise?


*Combination of Trois Par Huit, Tanka and Rondel for Jared’s contest.


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Sucker

kiss of venus fly trap 
suck the marrow from my bones,
encase my heart, secrete,
dissolve the myth of wings... 
death be true to death

*love,death or truth may be the sanctuary
  depending on the situation.


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BLIZZARD

BLIZZARD

blue Monday morning
and 12 inches overnight
the pillow so deep
and outside is white    white    white
oh for one more hour to sleep


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Another Love Poem


I drown in your smile

It tastes like golden honey

Your  scent on the wind

Pictures written on a wish

The essence of my life.. gone


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Winter Tears

Dark, December days
dim brightest holiday lights
and silence sleigh bells.
She grieves for summer's sunlight
as tears fall like bitter snow.





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'Being bipolar is like a rose'

Being bipolar
is like a rose born missing
some of its petals,--
its color is more vibrant
than all the other roses'!

It may never be
part of a "perfect" bouquet,--
but its rich pigment
can be a precious paint for
Da Vinci's "Mona Lisa."

Alas, it may not
attract the most "honeybees"
in the wilds of life,--
but its petals can be crushed
to make the finest perfumes.

Being bipolar
is like a rose born missing
some of its petals,--
its bouquet is more fragrant
than all the other roses'!


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Relationship Breakups

A hole in my heart
There is no death with this pain
Life with no living
The stomach cramps with sorrow
Hope lost with only darkness

Edward J Ebbs 
Contest: "Relationship Breakups"


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Blue

Pit of hell feelings
With despair and inner pain 
Mounting and growing
As sadness becomes my food
My only true sustenance


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Gray Sky

Gray light penetrates 
Ocean of candescence 
Above me laying idle
To hope on this dismal day-
For these constraints to absolve


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Nocturnal Wanderings

Epitaph ready I scout the darkness for ground digging up a grave A quiet night burial for deep dark sorrows of my heart 10/5/2012 Yesha Shah


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System Overload

Darkness consumes me
Corrupted thoughts take over
Soul becomes hollow
Self castigation occurs
Tears of blood destroys all hope


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S A D Holidays



it’s dark in my life
sunshine’s never allowed in
what are holidays
      dreck from my happier times
            pointless to ever resurrect


For the “not so happy holidays contest”


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GRAY ROOM WITH WINDOW

GRAY ROOM WITH WINDOW

it’s such a drab day
nor enough wind to make a stir
walls are closing-in
cat is walking round and round
the room     clock     tick tock    tick tock

sunshine so feeble
glances off a backyard tree
freezes on the ground
oh!    This is a day for sleep
to have some crazy    warm    dream

day for good    red wine
i gather self and shiver!
glass to trembling lips
jumbled thoughts of tropic isles
native girls in their grass skirts

(michigan winter
once it starts it does not stop!)
suddenly!    music
the song    winter wonderland
i shriek    holler    tear my hair!


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I.A.M.O.W.E.

My worst enemy:
Masochistic sabotage
There’s no solution
To rescue me from myself
That will end without defeat


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Outcast

merry group of friends smart ones sticking together i gaze with longing lonely days and nights in tears it hurts being an outcast @ Nadiya (2 April '15)


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Stupidity

Stupidity

A tragic foible—
For those so blinded in life.
Stupidity’s sad . . . 
Negation’s ugly face . . . 
To be challenged at all times!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
May 15, 2015 (Tanka)


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The Deep Depression

                                             The Deep Depression 
                                         A happening new nightclub
                                                In New York City
                                     Last night a nine year old  killed
                                        His parents, now in a morgue


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Goodbye dear friend

To simplicity
hail to you a stress free day...
another friend falls
into intellect aims high
high as the sky—yes heaven.


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OIL SPILL

OIL SPILL

Says car radio
“Oil spill on the Yellowstone”
Why I’m feeling ill
And great cities smoke away
Fat merchants blink at breakfast


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Acid Rain in Erode

Grey heavenly skies
in reaction to her hurt
clouds so different
In cry, falls, penetration
acid rain erodes her so










http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-13.php


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loss - tanka

the sky is crying...
souls, climbing the rain's ladder,
try to find the sun...
grief sweeps slowly with its hand
the eyes of those who still are...


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No Knowledge

I have no knowledge
why pains in my arms and back
pursues me daily
I try to rise from my bed
but the pain is hard to bare

I lay in my bed
having no understanding
of the pains reason
for making me miserable
whenever I try to walk

Hungry as a bee
seeking flowering nectar
in the summer breeze
low and behold there is none
in this torso racked with pain 

So I retreated
with my leg across my knee
my kindle fire 
munching on honey and oats
until my pains is no more

or at least retreats
deep within my consciousness
numbing my body
from the heat of your anger
making me weary from stress


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Love You

total enchantment
the time I shared here with you
long past the times, few
 
sometimes I feel the cancer  
is in us both not just you


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Notes on Suicide

A knife to my wrist,
A gun held high to my brain,
A noose with a chair,
So many ways to leave earth 
But still not enough reasons


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Surrendered

hollow echoes call empty thoughts run mad screaming cries unacknowledged heartache surrenders itself to agony's lewd defeat © 10-9-2012 For: PD's Tanka 'Me' a Sad Song


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Rest in Peace, My Friend

I didn't know you,
I'm sorry for your loss, dear,
I don't have the clue,
But know everything's clear,
No, you don't want me to fear,
Hope to see you soon.


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A-NOT-SO-JOLLY CHRISTMAS

Doesn't Christmastime mean
presents, carols and cheers?
But for one it won't
be a jolly Holiday
diagnosed with breast cancer.