Sadness Poems
When I Can’t See The Sun
by Nathaniel Phillips
Find my fight with my voice
Abducted mind, do I have a choice
Breathing in with scabs on my lungs
Irritated heart, sweet tooth rot, everything’s stung
Like blood stain track marks of crimson residue
Killing myself in the silent echo of the ways I hurt you
Lost in broken reflections when pain is my default setting
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From the journal of a man who abandoned everything for the mountains and the sea :
by srishti roy
No-hope Tuesdays have become my favourite
as i fall deeper into a sense of helplessness of a blissful kind
a dull,full moment of acceptance.
And many empty ones of grief.
the bar is falling lower everyday
spirits down swimming in the depths of the
depressions in the ocean floor of my soul
that's where my joy hides.
And love
but i haven't seen her in a while.
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The Grey
by Himanshi Borate
I looked at the sky so high,
Searching for the rainbow so naive
Inside my heart and out in the sky.
Oh my heart, my heart
Once you were filled with all the beautiful shades of red and white,
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A Plea for Peace
by Yasmeen Kamel
The sky is weeping, a silent cry,
As I watch the world pass me by,
Sitting alone in the dead of the night,
I hold my pen and start to write,
Trying to express how I feel,
Hoping that time would make things heal,
In my emotions I am drowned,
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Erfzonde
by Teo Luchin
Ik ademde in wat zij nooit zeiden
en noemde het zuurstof.
Schoon. Leeg.
Vrij van wortels
en van groei.
Ik groef me los uit hun dromen
tot mijn handen niets meer vasthielden.
Ik leek op niemand,
En niemand keek terug.
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When I Can’t See The Sun
by Nathaniel Phillips
Find my fight with my voice
Abducted mind, do I have a choice
Breathing in with scabs on my lungs
Irritated heart, sweet tooth rot, everything’s stung
Like blood stain track marks of crimson residue
Killing myself in the silent echo of the ways I hurt you
Lost in broken reflections when pain is my default setting
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Erfzonde
by Teo Luchin
Ik ademde in wat zij nooit zeiden
en noemde het zuurstof.
Schoon. Leeg.
Vrij van wortels
en van groei.
Ik groef me los uit hun dromen
tot mijn handen niets meer vasthielden.
Ik leek op niemand,
En niemand keek terug.
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Lost in the Labyrinth of Self
by Aditi Hayaran
I don't know why I'm crying
Don't know the reason
these damn tears are falling
I'm not sad or maybe.... I am?
I'm feeling like this for a while
I don't remember exactly since when.
I want to talk but what would I say
Can't say anything more than a, 'Hey'
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the loser
by Mackenzie Bilz
My eyes whirl as I try to wrap my head around it
My brains scramble as they attempt to understand it
Nothing makes sense anymore, it’s no use to try
All I can do now is stand here and cry
Everyone’s left me and left no reason why
Confusion envelops me as the end runs nigh
I’m left here in sorrow, in isolation so cold
Apology does nothing, so it is here I fold.
Conversation with the cosmos
by Daniel Ryan Cotler
Beneath the quilt of starlit thread,
Across the skies where comets bled,
I drifted far beyond the blue,
To speak with all the universe knew.
I sat upon a silver ring,
Where Saturn’s whispers softly sing,
And cried aloud to endless night:
"Is there love for me in this life?"
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