Sadness Poems
Little Abel
by Abel Alaw
Little Abel's needle feet
darts my chest,
then embraces me, her arms
liquid as waves,
when she sees me bleed.
And tightens her grip,
to hear my spine and elbows
crumple,
then lets go.
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The Blue Eyed Maid, A Song
by Josias Homely
In the gay crowd he felt alone,
And at the festive board
The freshness from his joys had fled,
It ne'er could be restor'd—
Through well known scenes of faded bliss
In pensive mood he stray'd—
Like flow'ret flung upon his path
He found his blue-eyed maid.
There was a blush upon her cheeks,
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An Ode to the Disgraced
by Zachary Fetters
The howls of the night air rap upon my window—
Rendering the mood among sullenly spacey.
The calm forever leaves me alone to my mind—
This is an Ode to the Wary.
As my thoughts make leaps and bounds—
Bringing new pain from what was wrought—
I contemplate The Sin and what it offers—
This is an Ode to the Distraught.
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When
by Julius Doogan
When the feeling is gone and the days are too long
When you’re crying for fear, of deciding wrong
When sky always grey and the suns far too bright
When you can never sleep
When you’re out every night
When you’re too nauseous to eat & too nauseous to sleep
And the evil thoughts
Begin to creep
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Sinking
by Hannah Woerner
There’s something I hate to admit to have noticed
During those times when you’re fighting sleep and the world disappears into darkness
And the only sounds are your own breathing getting louder and faster and lighter
and the words, the words echoing through your mind drawing you further away from the light
As warmth deserts you and frozen hands tear at your heart
During those times
Crying is drowning
But your tears won’t dry
You are dragged under by an unseen current
And every happiness you’ve known is left above the surface
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The Darkness of the Night
by Jordan Preston
Every morning, when the sun comes up,
And the night fades away,
And the birds sing, and the people laugh,
I awake from the bright light of the sun,
And the hope that the night will go away,
But my mind stays asleep,
In the darkness of the night,
Yet my body dance sand, my smile shines bright,
Still, in my head,
I am lost in the night.
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Little Abel
by Abel Alaw
Little Abel's needle feet
darts my chest,
then embraces me, her arms
liquid as waves,
when she sees me bleed.
And tightens her grip,
to hear my spine and elbows
crumple,
then lets go.
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my new favourite number
by ebony King
I don’t like rhyming.
I shouldn't so much explain the why but how 26 letters can translate this torment I'm enduring.
Like the words anger, sadness,rage all equal to 16 letters that cling to my skin like mosquitoes but with every suck a piece of my soul rips out of this sorrowed body.
This is mediocre.
I'm going on and on about a feeling that everyone experiences but I'm special.
Like every morning I wake up with a pit in my stomach that I fill with calculated ideas of me getting better that i'll try for the next day that I'll know will be different
and every night I go to sleep with the same pit of distress that this is the reality I own.
But i am special
The next day I wake up and use the new profound idea from the night before.
but this time i'm rotting
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Here's what's happening to me
by Slava P, aka Maximus Decimus Meridius
Here's what's happening to me:
my old friend does not go to me,
but walk in petty fuss
different are not the same.
And he
not with those walks somewhere
and he understands it too
and our discord is inexplicable,
and both suffer with it.
Here's what's happening to me:
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I asked the ash tree...
by Slava P, aka Maximus Decimus Meridius
I asked the ash tree where my beloved is,
The ash tree did not answer me, shaking his head.
I asked the poplar: "Where is my beloved?" -
The poplar showered me with autumn leaves.
I asked autumn: "Where is my beloved?" -
Autumn answered me with pouring rain.
I asked the rain where my beloved is,
For a long time the rain poured tears under my window.
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