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Mood Sad Poems | Mood Poems About Sad

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Details | Tetractys | |

My Mood

Rain. My mood suits this gray that hangs outside and that pours, like tears, down my window pane.

Copyright © Emma Mantle

Details | Sestina | |

MY NOSTALGIC MOOD

Abundant rains pelt
on the window's foggy glass
with a rhythm too sad;
mist, raindrops and dreariness
deepen my nostalgic mood:
when sunshine was felt at noon....


The orchard's petals 
adorn the small cupid's head
over the fountain:
an oasis for robins;
today, they don't warble,
but sip water from their well...
 

From this window-sill,
daisies, dangling from their vase,
struggle on their stems  
only to commiserate, 
with their sympathetic glance,  
my nostalgic mood of brighter days...


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

Copyright © Andrew Crisci

Details | I do not know? | |

My Mood

Grey, stormy filled skies
Gloom lurking all around 
Feeling helpless and alone
No one hears the cries
Feeling so lost and blue
No one knows, so it seems
Frightened, confused and hurt
Why isn't anyone helping you?
The minute ticks slowly by
Rain of tears start to pour down
Days and nights so cold
Tired of all the awful lies
Mood swings, sleeplessness
People hurt you, over and over
No open doors, no comfort, no joy
Not able to deal, giving in to weakness

Copyright © Lena Prince

Details | Free verse | |

In the Mood

She's in the mood
But everyone is playing
She'd play too if she could
But she's just praying
For someone to listen
To a concert of words
She plucks like chords
A harmony when written,
As she conducts her pen
Like a scalpel she dissects
The truth of her life and then
She spills onto all her secrets
Dark and many;
Entrenched and heavy;
But she's digging
Fighting and kicking
Through the black tar
Layers laid thick
Seen at a glance from afar
And brick by brick
She cracks the walls
Widening the halls
She's writing through
To break a smile
And not be blue,
This will take awhile...

Copyright © Nestor David Armas