Sadness Blue Poems | Examples
These Sadness Blue poems are examples of Blue poems about Sadness. These are the best examples of Blue Sadness poems written by international poets.
What is it your heart desires
To forget sadness be inspired
To see silver lining in dark cloud
Perfect timing for happiness now
Leave the past behind
You are going a new way
Life can be designed
If you think and pray
Use the old blues
That came from strife
To create a better view
A more full filled life
Abandon salty blue tears
No longer need their service
Forget your fuchsia fears
Live happy on purpose
Life gives you cards
So play your hand
Love twice as hard
Make your life grand
My brain is flooded
I feel so worn
I’m always tired
My mind is torn
Too many options
Not enough time
I struggle
But it’s in my mind
I’m here and there
I’m happy, I’m sad
I’m never both
But I’m always mad
Many emotions
In my head
Most times I think,
“I’m better off dead.”
It hurts to think
So I push it down
But it builds up
Into something …
…I can’t turn off
Maybe I’m sensitive
Maybe I’m soft
I try to tell people,
But they blow me off
Google Search,
“What to do…
…when I’m always blue?”
How can we understand each other's color,
When we use the same flavored word?
It's impossible to say it any duller,
And through our glasses the meaning is blurred.
To you something bright as the sky,
Will always strike me as navy blue.
With a fire truck we could try,
But to me it is simply maroon.
Something as distinct as a rainbow,
To me, a blurry line of tones.
Something as beaming as the snow,
Might quietly sit with the stones.
All I ask is that you don't judge me,
When my eyes can't shine like the moon.
Believe my words over what you see,
Because color is what drives every tune.
It had such a wide variety of sounds,
They had echoed through the air,
the waves gushing up and down the sand,
Me alone laying down on the cold wet sand,
like snow you just can't get up you are just in a trance,
I want this memory to end,
But one look at my mom and all those thoughts come rushing back,
It's has been 7 years since then,
Every time I get those cuts my mind goes blank,
I have overcome thoughts Because my mind his stronger.
Dagger, In my heart.
Downcast, lonely, fears consume,
Those who have pure hearts.
I sit in darkness,
hiding my pain,
in regions of sorrow,
my thoughts remain.
Torrents of tears,
run down my face.
as I search for comfort,
In a warm embrace.
A thousand thought,
Is cruising my mind.
enduring pain,
of every kind.
Soulless shadows,
Are blocking my way.
I try to resist,
But they push me away.
From the heart of darkness,
I cry out loud.
My feeble voice,
Is lost in the crowd.
I’m losing my mind,
While longing to stay.
My helpless soul,
Is slipping away.
Why is the sky blue? Asked Jimmy
Fantastic question!
Why indeed?
Why did The Creator
Whether God or Science or a Scientific God
Choose blue
Instead of forest green, pale yellow, or maroon?
Is it because the day seems cheerier
The world brighter
The people friendlier
Due to the color overhead?
A Mount Everest of evidence shows
Humans are happier
Outside
Under the blue.
So, why do we equate blue with sadness?
Certainly, blueberries are one of the most congenial of the berries
And Superman always dazzles in blue.
However, I suppose not all blues are the same.
Midnight blue is complex in color and to contemplate.
Almost all have gazed hypnotically into its majestic fluidity.
Many onlookers discovered hidden inspiration and birth.
But, some couldn’t see past darkness and conclusion.
Blue, sky blue, and midnight blue
Among those shades lies many lessons
Including the fragility of stereotypes and prejudice.
What’s that Jimmy?
You only need an explanation to relay to science class?
Oh.
Sky color derives from air molecules and wavelengths of sunlight.
Is that the answer you’re seeking son?
I sit by the shore, looking out onto the sea
Slowly the wild blue crawls towards
A clasp, a tight embrace to my feet
I feel it pulling me down effortlessly.
I look up to see a cloud passing by
Gliding through, soaring high
A soft sight and misty white vision to see
And there it goes- into the unknown.
Another comes, like the rhythmic tide
That's pulling at my leg but I can fight
I can count each passing cloud,
They tell me, "Get up, you'll be free"
"Get up and you can fly like me."
I stretch my hand to the mystic sky and
With each passing cloud, I fight off the sea
The sea is sadness, cloud is bliss
I must await the bliss, ignore what's amiss.
Henceforth when I see a cloud passing by,
It gives hope to stand up and fight.
Never again will I live
To experience sadness
‘cause each time
I remember my contributions
To the oceans of poetry
Across the world
My mind’s eye
Shows that
I have painted God’s sky blue
Somedays,
In the blue I am unhappy
Somedays the clouds are
Wrong
The mother-friend becomes
ugly
Somedays, I am a goose who would like
To be anything else
My friend says it best -
We are sapphires
Unlike me, her hair is made
Of rabbit pelt
I could love her but
Today, I'd rather not -
Somedays in the blue
I’d like to kill myself
Sadness comes without warning,
It creeps in through the door,
When I least expect it,
It pierces right to my core.
The world around me quickly turns,
That dreaded shade of blue,
And sometimes nothing helps,
There’s simply zero I can do.
It often comes and catches me,
When I’m left alone,
When the children have gone off from me,
To their other home,
Or when my love is missing from me,
Far away for weeks,
And then I cannot help it,
But my eyes begin to leak.
But every time now, slowly,
That blue then fades away,
And better times are coming,
Almost every single day.
Sadness comes without warning,
It creeps in through the door,
But happiness is overcoming it,
More and more and more.
Am I still blue?
Or gray or warm belly red?
On the day when the sun set the hottest
And loving fish were soaring from riversides
To set sail over the violent sky again -
Am I still sore of steel and diamond numb?
Singing the song of the dreary
And loving the sound, the whisper of it
Oh oh - how does that old tale go?
In the light of the living
In the dust, brushed by war-cowardice
I saw a blue woman - a blue dash
Against the harsh - reality of red.
All red. All the brightest sunsets
Hot heat slipping on the wind
Hot breath pouring onto her skin
Woman in the light of wanting
I have no thoughts but the open trot
And open kissing on my open living
Mind brimming with the dust of the blue
And the woman with her almost obscene
Half wrought, half smile - perfect
Half living - somewhere in my mind
The bird is blue as the sky above
and the waters that stretch into the seas
Blue is the eyes of the blonde hair girl
who sometimes smiles at me
Blue is the music that haunts your soul
a rhythm whose vibe frees
Blue is the sadness of a broken heart
of loves lost memory
Blueberries fresh and sweet
nature's bluish treat
Blue is the bruise of a blacken eye
when victory feels like defeat
Soft and bluish as a child's dream
safe in their mother's keep
Blue is true is a promised made
for that love in your heart deep
Bluebird wings and fades into the sky of blue
into the sky of blue...
Can anyone die of sadness
Like a disease feasting on life from inside
I wish and wonder often
When will these blues come to the shore to drown me finally
Why am I a weightless cloud staying afloat still
Drastically heavy with rain of pain
Darkness is my sanctuary
where emptiness is my only friend
No matter, night or day
I am a prey
To numbness - which leaves me astrayed
I know no language to talk to my demons here
Because my words are exhausted
So I want to rest forever
and forget everyone's names
Will God care enough to embrace me, when no one else did?
~Ayesh