Sadness Poems - Poems about Sadness

Looking at her is like a grainy old romance warped in a bathroom mirror— time distorts in her footsteps. She’s always smiling, even when tears circle in her eyes. Only on certain nights will she pull off the mask and fracture in hush, splintering inward. She speaks little— perhaps the quietest soul I’ve known. Her days revolve around his breath, his smile...

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Eyes abused once innocent sparkle less than a yellow flame, window swept of a beautiful scent, Maps dusty appear and have bleed. Some keys never fit a door's lock and we are on purgatory's dock and forever all over flicking again, books never read have our name. ...

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Eyes glassy to the medication messy are the red on wrists I hate those grey heavy doors They carry only misery lore of the souls lost to hospitals And the final breathes A child make wishes. A youth afraid ceases of breathing would suddenly stop one day, with my autism child therapist now I hope it occurs every-day. Slowly a letter in an envelope With words reduced...

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E-ndless L-ove V-alidates I-ts E-verlasting J-oy, A-pplying N-o E-mpty M-oment, A-s L-oneliness I-s T-erminated A-nd O-usted ©bfa050925 Monocrostic (Birthday of Elvie Jane P. Malitao) ...

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“Are you okay?” They ask me as my grandfather gets ripped from his bed. “Are you okay?” They ask me as i acfively watched my grandfather die. “Are you okay?” They ask me after seeing tears streaming down my face. “Are you okay?” “Am i okay?” What even is “okay”. What do i have to feel to be “okay”. This question...

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Swept her eyes across Deliver her mind peace Unshaken from loss She sat next to me Recline on myself Watching through the eyes of another Your hair swept to the side Distant notion of a lover A kiss, a touch A hand to hold Memories, clear Truths, untold In the darkest hour, here I am Be my Wendy and take my hand Have you heard of Neverland? A boy...

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Depression Its darkness. A cold embrace, An old friend. It welcomes me, like a lighthouse after a tragic storm. I feel her claws like a deceiving caress Her words drown me in blanket of numbness Bitterness maws at me like a rabid wolf I sleep I eat I sleep again. Praying she doesn’t invade my dreams. Too late. Grades drop faster than silence after I tell someone...

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Summer smashes into Spring with violent heat that leaves the air in a hazy daze.  All of the tender, green rain-draped brilliance of young foliage giving way to the drab, sunbaked drowsy green that swelters and gasps for rain all through Earth's yearly simmering.  Boiling and drying in invisible and malicious rays, all green tends to...

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Aquel sinsonte que se posaba en el balcon, apenas trina. Al no escuchar tú voz sutil cantando sin secar. Y esos rosales que ayer regabas con delirio, hoy se marchitan. Pues ya de ti no queda ni la fragancia de tu esencia en nuestro hogar....

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Shadows are flying in my head. Emotions are lost . Darkness is running allover,thou life is a mystery. Deeply I feel sad, deeply I feel happy, asking why life is worthless. I can feel anger brewing inside my heart. Periodically hateness is installed in my heart. My emotions are lost in my own world,where I don't have access. I'm lost in my...

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I have been deceived all this while, By all the angels cloaked in a dear disguise. 'Follow the way of light, my child, ' they all cooed, For they knew too well I was never shrewd. Off I went, probing for those lights, Something to put an end to my wakeful nights. But manipulation, oh my dear, Sounds sweeter when it is...

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On an island kissed by sea and sky, Where winds blow soft and people sigh, Lived a girl named Masumbuko— Her name meant pain, and life moved slow. A house of many, food was thin, Love stayed quiet, locked within. Mama was tired, worn and gray, Baba stared as dreams slipped away. Masu, strong but still so small, Carried water, cleaned it all. School was...

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May is the season of Rain droplets of soft note tapping rhythm into my coat tip— tap. tip— tap. she walks with me and starlight for a silent talk midnight May is the season of Rain I watch her dance as sun sinks beneath the fence— tip— tip— ...

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Coal-brown smoke smudged lightly with hesitant fingers into the wet grey sky at the edges, a yellowing of dried grass scattered with copper berries fallen from their vines, a leaf spinning crazily on a breeze, a tentative parting of fingertips and a face turned slightly from mine – a profile obscured by dark hair – and eyes scan and count the pylons for something to do. The...

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I sit and I wait Wait for your return Have I done enough My tummy starts to turn I don’t know when it will happen or why I want to stay but here is all I’ve wanted, since I’ve been away. I look for my home, but home is in the past. Now everything is broken,gone and I’m the last....

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