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I Write Sad Poetry

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    ‘Loss’

    I don’t know who I am here I’m scared I don’t recognise people People and their ways are strangers Where am I? Who was I? Did anyone ever like or love me? Beyond this sorrow I have never conceived was possible I hold up my hands To the pointed gun And admit I am totally...
    Elses Elses 36-40, M Jun 25, 2013

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    Depression

    I watched it as it evolved Watching it advance brought me bliss no one could solve I grew accustomed to this enchanting sight This attachment was something I could not fight For this rose I would have gone through the hounds of hell Risk rotting inside a grounded shell For this...
    nadiajr67 nadiajr67 22-25, F May 2, 2013

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    Poem Title: the Smallest Key to the Darkest Cell

    A fear but a hope A want you can’t have When seeing is hurting And every stone blocks the road And you want to go home and just be alone You want to cry but you’re too strong So you drown it all and then burn it away And it comes back to get you...
    SummerWind18 SummerWind18 26-30, F Aug 8, 2009

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    Will you see through?

    Look into a crowd of smiling teens Many see all their smiles and boisterous laughter If you really knew them you would see that most exorbitant veneers Winsome masks and brusque conversations to hide behind All of them wondering with fear and hope Will someone see through...
    CaliCoRex4 CaliCoRex4 13-15, F Jul 7

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    They Turned Us Away

    Forgotten and left behind Miniscule and paid no mind A blurry note, set aside An extra filling for the gap A decoration no room to add Outside the circle she stands Looking from the outside in Her own the only arms to be embraced with As the circle, apart, is...
    SummerWind18 SummerWind18 26-30, F 1 Response Feb 18, 2010

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    A Lot Of It

    The abyss calls Seductively beckoning, To be satisfied, Fulfilled, I edge closer. The precipice Of Life and Death Either way I go, Or fall, I’m screwed In Life, pain Stabbing at my heart Ripping at my unsound mind Insanity Becomes reality In Death, release But potential...
    Veronica4 Veronica4 18-21, F Oct 12, 2011

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    This Is One Of Many I Have Written During My Dark Times

    I have been writing poetry for years and I am on many poetry sites.  Here's an example of one for you: More than the introspective reflection of the tear as perceived by another pair of eyes Beyond what can be extrinsically manifested into the dimensions of the...
    dotnetgeek2112 dotnetgeek2112 36-40 Aug 15, 2010

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    A letter to myself. I hate you.

    I thought you were better. 3 years of lying. Saying life was better. All the while, In denial. Stopping medication. "Clarity." Moving across the country. "Solidarity." Losing jobs... Wrecking relationships. Burning bridges. No doctor visits. New relationship... New requirements...
    Conflictedchicklet Conflictedchicklet 26-30, F Jan 21

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    Sort of Sad

    Roses are red - violets are blue and I feel sad because rhyming poetry is all that I can do. Cheers!  
    Nanoose Nanoose 51-55, M May 6, 2008

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    Death Of Her Love

    Your silence tells me all i need to hear. There's no chance, you'll ever want me near. Even tho i now face my worst fear, i refuse to shed a single tear. I know we were destined to be mates, but i also know its far too late. I destroyed the door and locked the gate, now eternal...
    Goyantalay Goyantalay 31-35, M 1 Response Aug 20, 2013

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    Not Yet.

    Come on baby, give me one last dance tonight, I don’t want to meet the darkness behind the light. Not yet. Come on baby, close your eyes and say my name, I cant bear to meet you with this shame. Not yet. Come on baby, kiss me one last time, I can't confess to our crime...
    Poet92 Poet92 18-21, M Mar 8, 2012

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    I Told You.

    On this cliff’s edge I stand to my pledge Here among the rocks and grass I await time to pass I told you I’d be here In our place with nothing to fear. I’ve stood here since you went away, I shouted after you that I’d stay. You said what we had was through And I said...
    Poet92 Poet92 18-21, M 1 Response Mar 8, 2012

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    Nothing From Nothing The Extended Version

    The mother and child go wandering fromwelfare office to drug dealerFrom nowhere to nowhereHe knows people spit at themHe doesn't care why.The child rests in an unfeathered bedPlaying video games while the motherEarns her money in the bedroom across the hallWhen she's high, she...
    holloway64 holloway64 46-50, M Apr 15, 2013

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    Does love love meBright arcCrowningThe soulOf

    my wanderingsDoes love love meFrom sun raiseDressing the dayGloriouslyTo twinkle night draping heavenDoes love love meAs I watchIn happinessThem coupletsOblivious
    Elses Elses 36-40, M Dec 25, 2013

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    Love

    How quick is love To whom does love entrust Those in love must be responsible Love is precious Protect love Hold love in your arms Cup love in your hands Let love burn Keep love safe And love will keep safe those it blesses Love cries Weeping Love is God
    Elses Elses 36-40, M Jun 25, 2013

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    Let It Out!

    Since i don't really have anyone i cant freely open up to, i only write poetry when im sad/depressed. And it does help a lot. It's a good way to let all my emotions out. (:
    freshfrika freshfrika 16-17, F 5 Responses Jul 30, 2009

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    Love Numbs All

    she was there, now she is gone the woman has ripped it, she tore out my soul i feel so low, i feel so down, i feel like i could drown in a puddle all the signs were there, that she wanted something good, i guess i was blinded by a curtain of good i dont know what to do, i dont...
    Tropskia Tropskia 18-21 Aug 21, 2012

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    ‘Regret’

    The cars they howl and the trucks they whistle As they pass my window That is half open I can’t see outside but I know what’s there The cool frosting air It reflects an image to my mind Of the stars way up high The bank of the motorway is lined with litter Blown about by...
    Elses Elses 36-40, M Jun 25, 2013

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    Nothing

    Nothing is important. Not your tears. Not your love. Nothing matters. Nothing at all. It dosent matter, if you are bleeding. Not even if you are deing. No one really cares. In a 100 years no one will remeber your name. Why even try? When you know that you are nothing. How can...
    Geinger Geinger 16-17, F Nov 23, 2011

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    The Cryer's Prayer

    Feel like crying. As if my tears and pity would be The closest intimate companion I’ve ever had. Travelling down my cheeks soaking my pillow Blowing my noise Mediating Praying Oh Father please Hear my cry Forgive my sins Provide comfort and healing Direction and blessings Amen
    zeeva70 zeeva70 41-45, F 3 Responses Apr 11, 2013

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    Related Experiences

    What did you think would happen - I watch with compassion as you grow old. I feel sadness as your body is becoming fragile and your mind is becoming forgetful. The look in your...
    visionofvenus visionofvenus 41-45, F 28 mins ago

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    "naked footprints" she lay in darkness listening to some sad song some careless young heart with a version of some sweet old melody she lay wrapped in my arms lay wrapped in her...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 Jul 9

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    It's actually really funny because in the moment I'll be so emotional and full of anger or angst. I'll just write how I'm feeling and it's usually as unorganized as my thoughts. I...
    fairytalesandspiderwebs fairytalesandspiderwebs 18-21, F Jul 8

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    Her blue eyes looked sullen but had once shone so very bright are now filled with a sadness and is losing the battle and will to fight. Her mind is torn and twisted not knowing...
    lilreddress lilreddress 36-40, F 4 Responses Jun 30

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    |the right heart project pt.2| I like the broken damaged mess boys, all anorexic thin-like, that weak wrist smoke their cigarettes for breakfast And call coffee lunch I like the...
    causticaxiom causticaxiom 22-25, F Jun 23

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    Swelling flesh 
Appearing like
Inescapable terror
Survival,
dissociating me
Devil guy,
******* me
With cold hands,
twisting my abandoned heart
And tearing my soul...
    causticaxiom causticaxiom 22-25, F Jun 23

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    black ink black like..
the rotting inside
black like..
the blood that’s dried up
his
mine 
ours
black like..
the memories I vomit,
like the ones I’ve shot up...
    causticaxiom causticaxiom 22-25, F Jun 23

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    "daughters of pestilence" i was sleeping sweetly till i heard strange sound trumpets of some deadly thing approaching a november cold wind in her eye she walked a shadowy figurine...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 Jun 25

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    "daughters of pestilence" i was sleeping sweetly till i heard strange sound trumpets of some deadly thing approaching a november cold wind in her eye she walked a shadowy figurine...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 Jun 25

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    "musclebound mind" rain day grey all in the muscle of my head flex it but the thoughts still there running round an round in empty space strong head weak heart send my head on...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 1 Response Jun 26

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    Puppet Master •••••••••••••••••••••• Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams Blinded...
    rottenroses rottenroses 16-17, F 1 Response Jun 27

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    "elston gunn" old saint bob whacks a hefty tune out on a beer barrel full of noise and nuance like a dammed version of samson tearing down these city walls and like a blessed...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 1 Response Jun 30

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    Show me how to stop the whole world in its tracks, turn back time and undo the monster it has become coz' I'm just a loser, sick- with no devices left to fix this shameless planet...
    causticaxiom causticaxiom 22-25, F 1 Response Jul 8

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    "whiskey jar" he took another pull off the whiskey jar and worrying his last coin tween his worn fingers spoke real softly of the night she went on down the river road you could...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 Jul 13

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    I'm a nonsensical thought song... walking around.. looking around.. going round and round.. I make no sense to most, and that's okay because I am on the fence about most. Do I...
    pretender1326 pretender1326 26-30, M 1 Response 5 days ago

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    I am happy to share poems by message, but would ask you don't share mine or repost anywhere.
    danejude danejude 41-45, M 1 day ago

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    Hey everyone! I write a poetry blog! Check it out: www.punkprockpericaliya.wordpress.com
    PairOfTrees PairOfTrees 16-17, F 3 days ago

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    I try to blink away these threatening tears I try to think away these lurking fears But i felt these sparkling tears soon marked its trail That made me looked at my salted cheeks...
    PartyPoison04 PartyPoison04 13-15, F 5 hrs ago

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    It might be the only thing that I'm good at People and I don't really chat Everything else I try I'm bad Makes me at times sad In poetry I'm really good Most of the time it comes...
    Anderson73 Anderson73 18-21, M 7 hrs ago

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    This is from my old profile: So we had to pick different lines from Transcendentalist poets to write in English. All of mine are from Whitman: A few light kisses, My own breath in...
    BigBlittleb123 BigBlittleb123 16-17, M 7 hrs ago

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    ¨My black and white muse I feel sorry that i did not love you But i did not But love itself¨ I ¨write¨ and love poetry indeed, but not to materialize my feelings or to lull my...
    JosueOA JosueOA 18-21, M Jul 7

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    I'm here I am your dear friend. I'm always here for you. If you need a shoulder to cry on, I'm here. I'll stand for you. I don't care if you think you're ugly I'll stand next to...
    ShadowTheDark ShadowTheDark 18-21, M 1 Response Jul 11

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    I wrote this awhile ago and I don't know if it's any good Flatline •••••••••••• I came again today You must be getting tired Of seeing me I watch you...
    rottenroses rottenroses 16-17, F 1 Response 3 days ago

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    Summer sadness is all I need The depressing hours slip by as I read Clock goes tick I just talk, on the phone for hours non stop. Missing my friends to no end Wish all summer I...
    teenwolf360 teenwolf360 13-15, F Jun 22

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    Cursed. I guess the spell was cast, Hoping for good, Destined to last. Just as it should. But bad things came, Evil arose. Built upon shame, Ugly it shows. For now it is lost...
    ClaudiaLily ClaudiaLily 18-21, F 1 Response Jul 6

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    Russian Roulette The slab of neatly paved concrete at halfway As i was dragging my feet across the street I glanced at a messy hand writers remnants In splattered spray can ink...
    Incognit05 Incognit05 22-25, F Jul 5

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    THE PRICE OF POETRY. The price of poetry is the same as laying your soul bare. You put your heart on the line every time your words take like birds to the air. You are naked...
    juleswillo1 juleswillo1 26-30, F Jul 10

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    I write poetry in booksie and I posted this one a while ago and I thought maybe you guys would want to see it http://www.booksie.com/other/poetry/highlights/like-an-eagle
    bluegirlie98 bluegirlie98 13-15, F 1 Response Jul 12

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    I wrote most of my poetry between the ages of fourteen and twenty-two with a spurt in my late thirties. Every now and then a new poem emerges. As I've mentioned elsewhere I've...
    jazm60 jazm60 61-65, M 1 Response Jul 12

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