Sad Life Poems - Poems about Sad Life

My Friend Is the Ocean

My friend is the ocean, waters that glide,
Rustling my footsteps and tousling my hair;
Many the times that we walked side by side,
A spark and forever, joined as a pair.
Always a cloud there lay over its play,
Dappled the sunlight that fell on my face;
Heaving, its waters had something to say;
Twilight with meteors it took for the

Defeat Hidden Victory

Sometimes I have to call myself wrong

So that someone s path becomes easy

Everyone has the right to speak the truth

But sometimes silence also becomes a prayer

When someone s peace passes through you

Then I have to smile even after breaking myself

He has won by understanding that he has won over me

And I have to make excuses

Suffering

Suffering wounds deep inside/
Felt like I been/
Sliced up by a switchblade/
Chopped to pieces/
Mind, heart and soul/
They keep beating/
On a scale of life support/
Suffering wounds, never ending/
Never to be fully restored/
Each day that goes by/
Just makes it hurt more/
The invisible switchblade/
On the inside/
Feels like Edward Scissorhand/
Soul is screaming to be tended to/
The mind is in a

Jolted

This is the saddest day of my life,
But the day dosen't know that, the sky is so blue and the sunshine so bright.

No one looks and nobody cares as I stumble my way through the hours,
Everything just continuously drags,
I don't eat I don't drink I am just here.

I fear the coming night and the dreams

Probate

A cracked windowpane. A few daffodils peek their heads through the weeds that grow tall where flowers once smiled. Purple nettle chokes the life from any grass courageous enough to try to stand in its way. 

                  

Little Old Lady

Little old Lady with the blue rinse hair,
Sitting there in her worn out chair.

She was a beauty when she was younger,
She misses her life like a gnawing hunger.

Noboy seems to know or care,
About how she looked and the designer clothes she used to wear.

When it's sunny they sit her in the shade,
But she wants to

A Sad Life

she spent seventy-six years of life
not living her dream
wanting to though

i never wanted to teach she told me
how long did you teach? I asked.
thirty-seven years

What did you want to do?
I wanted to be an artist.
Did you create art during vacations?
No. I was too tired.

Did you do art on weekends?
No. I was depressed.
Now that you are

Sad Life 11-23

A sleepover 
Hooray
My sister and I
We pack light
a small bag each

It's been 3 days
I am out of fresh clothes
I miss my toys
Can I go back now?

Apparently sleepover
Does not mean what I thought
Ah, if only I brought more clothes
If only I got my books
If only I could keep what was mine

the new house is good
until I

Sad Life 1-10

Sad Life 
At three years old my parents divorced
Father got full custody
Mother, visitation rights
My sister and I were too young 
yet still we understood 

Into our life another came
and she begat a younger one
who stole away the one we loved
and left us all so saddened

at school one day
a woman came
a stranger with a car
we got

Dying For You

Since the day you left
I’ve been saying goodbye 
with a heart full of hope
someday I’d know why
but now it seems I have to let you go

All my strength 
is all but gone 
from the ledge 
you left me hanging on
with fear of falling all I’ve left to know 

For all the things 
you were to

For Time Flies

Time flies by 
                                          Someday I will die
      

Memories Bring Back You

You never knocked before entering into my heart,
but when you had left, I had heard a breaking sound!
Nowhere, but in my memories,
our stories will be ever found.
I had walked a long way,
but the road was round,
and I am here again trying to find myself all around.

Cheers to the day, 
when I had wished to make

His Sad Life

After so many bad things happened
He felt nothing for so long
It was as if he was in a coma
All his pain stopped hurting
Love was something not remembered
And happiness never existed
Still, every day he trudges on
Knowing the future is no better
The present was a symbol of death
And the past could not have been worse
But at least

Happiness

I'll be glad if you think you'll give me a gift
No..
I'll be happy if you think you'll surprise me
No..
If you think you will take me for a long drive..I will be happy
No..
If you think you hide your pain..I'll be glad
No
If you think you message me to be pampered..I will be glad
No

If you'll be there when

Live a Little Longer

Watching the television from my bed,
newsreader's 'Ayubowan' winding up the day
I sink into the pillows, waking up the springs
under closed eyes - because I know I can't.



P.S.: Fictional. 

Written on 6/8/2021
For Cancer Ivy Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke

Additional: 'Ayubowan' is the traditional greeting in Sri Lanka (used by Sinhalese). It means, "May you live

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