Sadness Poems
Life Is To Short To Score Little
by Christen Kuikoua
It Is not Death Most people are Afraid Of
But it is getting to the end of life only to realize
That you never truly lived
Most people On Their Dead Bed,
Don't regret the things they did
but the things they didn't do
The risks they never took
and Finally the dream they didn't pursue
So if I ask You today
will you last Words be ' If Only I had'
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Never over you
by Ravi Hultin
So close,
but never made it
A few days,
but there you were
wished you back,
But now im lost
So close,
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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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Arthur
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Mysterious as the night,
Shadowy figure of towering height,
Eyes of black, perhaps contrite,
He walks in starlight.
The night is fine,
As the oaks intertwine.
From a window of mine,
I watch him pass the vine.
Sleep is not imminent,
In this hour of discontent,
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Life Plays With Death
by PYG's Whisper
I’ve been needing your lies
I’ve been craving your poison
I’ve been missing your demons
I’ve been loving your hater
While I was playing with death
While it was fucking me upside down
While I was freezing face to hell
I’ve been moaning your name
When my hands were trembling
When my soul was jumping
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Because of you the sun cries
by Mario Odekerken
The sky does not rise with joy today.
Its light breaks like glass on the edge
of the earth,
shattered by your silence.
The clouds move slowly,
as if carrying the weight of a name
no longer spoken.
Birds forget the direction of flight.
Even the wind loses interest in dancing.
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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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