Christmas Sad Poems

These Christmas Sad poems are examples of Sad poems about Christmas. These are the best examples of Sad Christmas poems written by international poets.

I'm sorry I didn't bring 
roses to your funeral. 

I brought a Christmas 
wreath instead. 

I didn't want to symbolize 
your withering, 

I wanted to

© Alijah Rivers  

They dressed me up in tinsel
and lametta I recall
stood me in a corner
not as a wallflower
I was the belle of the ball
but now my needles

© Martin Howard Samuel  

Evie and Steve married on Christmas Eve
We did not think they would ever leave
Very drunk Steve put his feelings on sleeve
his steps on the dance

© Caren Krutsinger  

in every pack of pistachios there are
one or two shells which are resistant to
the fingernail the addictive leverage
the satisfying splitting apart

you put them aside and

© Lee Holloway Towers  

I am no longer of use.
That much is clear.

They pass me by like I’m furniture—
just another shape gathering dust
in the corner of the kitchen
where light

© Evelyn Hew  

We were told that we would be great by someone who is great at their own version of being great. There is a mass of

© Colette Dright  

I’m sitting here wondering
how I made it through the day.
My heart aches, my eyes are swollen.
My wish to have you back is not a reality.

The

© Lise Clendening  

This Christmas, the lights feel dim and cold,  
A hollow echo of joy, a story untold.  
The laughter around me, a distant refrain,

© Jimmy Baer  

The nonstop negative news or publicities on Haiti
Hurt tremendously and disturbingly
The relentless or constant bashings of all Haitians
Twinge and twist my heart like cancer patients
On

© Hebert Logerie  

9 Times


It's the wrong time of year,      
To be getting someone new.        
I

© Aa Harvey  

So why didn't you come over last night
I met this girl, you know her, we're going on a date
Oh...so where are you taking her
Blah,blah,blah...I fed

© Trudy Schrader  

they're cold but they don't judge
blue lights respond to everyone
even her, so small, hiding
in a wardrobe
tree lights are other lights
sparkling joyously, festively
it was difficult watching

© Clive Culverhouse  

Lumbering bulldozers grind 
and rip trees and shrubs
from the empty lots, competing
with gas fumes, the noise 
of trucks, and honking horns 
on the busy thoroughfare.

Two

© Barbara Peckham  

snow covered gravestone
monument to lost childhood
cold harsh memories
abandoned hope, love and dreams
never a Christmas blanket

© Peter W Iversen   

I see all the smiles
The lights on the tree
But I'm swimming in darkness
A sad December for me
I can't feel the joy
The warmth in the air
I'm

© Laurie Mahoney