And Sad Poems - Poems about And Sad

Under the pale and sad moon, her eyes pierce through illusions thin as parchment, igniting fears into flames that rise from the steel of her heart, and her trembling fingers reveal tears that flow like molten lead, struggling to gather the loosened shards of pride, dissipating into the whisper of the evening. She once believed that, in finding you, she...

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Dead to the world he turned to face the wall, it was an interesting wall, it had a painting of his semi-naked ex-wife hung upon it. Usually that wall picture made him both sad and happy, but this morning he groaned like a man giving birth to an unnamed sorrow. He had become ennuied, habituated to this strange demonic world, where he was a criminal without a crime. In...

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Two daughters they had – Happy and Sad. They had other names, but this is what we neighbors noticed. And it is what we called them. Happy was always laughing, smiling, joking, playing. She was upbeat, positive, excited about life. She was a terrific guest. We all liked having her around. Sad got dragged to our houses sometimes by her parents. She...

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3/31/21 Stoner Loner An addict Always at it The chronic Still on it Can't get off it Or stop it On top of it A serious alcoholic The problem Is constant And toxic Causing conflict Being honest Often catatonic Nearly unconscious Shoutout to Juice Wrld, "everywhere I go feels haunted" "This isn't the life I wanted" Damn it Battling habits Bringing me closer to a casket Using gadgets And tablets During daylight or pitch blackness It's gone beyond Doing my...

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Unrequited Love And Sad Nightly Calls Wherein solitude, shades long day's travails my desire for your true love yet remains. Nights arrive, I battle through living Hells death knocking loud with heartbreaking pains! O' that your deep sorrows, you had not found, into your private island had not fled. Now, I am buried in unholy ground (*suicide*) each night a pale ghost rising...

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broken hearten misery, my love Broken time is precious, you left me Broken as I clasp my hands and weep, you're gone joined into the future, you said joined for always, you said, yet you're not here Broken, my love you're gone Now, I am only memories, my love broken hearten misery, my love please come back to me my love 7/11/19 Written...

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J-oyful A-tmosphere C-reates K-indness I-nside E-rasing B-ad A-nd S-ad A-ura Topic: Birthday of Jackie Basa (January 29) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Master yourself Think first Gave my power away I was the very angry kid Little things used to infuriate me I said people made me angry Mad and sad was my choice Don’t speak in haste Master yourself....

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Because my moods are fickle One moment I long for company The next moment I tickle Changes in the litany That entertains mood swings Repelling targets for which I long As on a butterfly’s wings I fly to destinations so wrong I end up burning my fingers In a vain hope to boost my perceptions Of balladeers and sad love song singers Whose melodies and tunes...

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Sour Grape and Sad Shape As usual are using things as an escape; Could call this a Republican sour grape; Coast to coast, Brag and boast; Sure seems to be in such a sad shape. Jim Horn...

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Spinning Webs And Sad Gray Spinning webs hold my life in place gems waiting from flames yet to be lit Why would set sail to another shore? When this one, rocks as it slowly moans Morn's new frost never touches my toes nor dawn's beaming rays fail to inspire Car wreck yesterday by our home roadside two bodies, lifeless there lay I wondered will...

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Begging Again, Alone And Sad But Bold The moon is a curving flower of gold, heartache you gave turned me so old. Bloody daggers cut deeply into this soul. Not forgotten was our sweet loving goal! Lost dreams ache as sad stories are told, I beg again, alone and sad but so very bold! Robert J. Lindley. 07-23-2015 nette onclaud Contest Name COMPLETE...

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Lies and Sad Eyes Your huge eyes appear bright, blue and so sad why after all the those rich men you have had There was that guy that owned a jewelry store he gave you so much yet you stole so much more There was the dude that owned nine car lots he figured you out...

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Hin-mah-too-yah-lat-kekt, born at the close, defeat your only destiny. Thunder Rolling Down the Mountain, sometimes the strong are chosen to fight the hopeless wars. You began to lose before you rose; they who called you Joseph sought the land which held your father's body, but you would not sell the bones of your father and mother. Chief Joseph, they followed you a thousand...

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