Sad poems

Sad poems — a collection of the best works on PoemShip.

Sadbella_valentine21

Useless Hope

This night is so dark With shining stars How my heart is dark With small hopes They say stars are dead My hopes too Even though they shine bright Like mine do I knew they were useless But i mind I never let them go Because I can't Never get them off away Oh My heart Stupid heart! Let them go Let's never hope .
Sadbella_valentine21

Questions

Were we friends? More than friends? I never questioned until you left. What's the definition of best friend? Make me understand. I need you to talk to me like we used to. Am I going overboard? I don't know if your lover thinks of you but I miss you like crazy. I thought my memories were long gone. I felt stupid for that. Never did I know, they were hidden All deep down inside me. I envy everyone with their best friends Are they all the same like us? Were you true to me? I got trust issues. None were real. Did you ?
Sadbella_valentine21

Her

The girl who loves to be alone Now fears to be lonely The girl who smiles easily Now fake a smile The girl who loves to hear music Now lives in it She isn't the same, she changed a lot She stayed quiet for a reason You know why, uh? She wants to make them happy She wants to make their problem go away She loved them more than her To give them happiness she lost her own So she remained silent
Sadbella_valentine21

The star of mine

You were like a star to me. You have always been for me. Either if it's day or night You cared,loved, protected; Like a brother, friend More than a friend; Yeah, best friend. Everytime when i look at the stars That reminds me of you They say dead souls become stars. Are you a star ? Do you still check on me? I missed you when you were gone I still do. So, my dear best friend; You are the brightest star i knew
SadBella Catten

Waiting

He was a little boy; just turned two, Walking at the park, with his mother in blue. To everyone he saw, this is what he'd say, "Hey! My daddy's comin' home today. He's been at the war, fighting for us, But now he's coming home in that army bus. He promised he'd come today in his letter. I used to miss him, but this will make it all better." The people would look in the mother's green eyes, They saw the pain and regret of the lies. And they knew the truth, as it is for some, That boy would be waiting for what would never come.
SadBeauty207

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The boy learnt to run without stopping. Spreading his arms and aiming for the mountains. Even the wind bowed at his strength. As he embraced the world with a grin. But then, his arms are shaking. And for a while, He is lost in a mysterious fountain. His breath lost to the sea and his voice faint. He gazed at the image before him. What a wonderful creature! He moved closer to behold the image And then he is trapped in the beast's nest He saw more than his weary eyes could eat He painted so quickly a perfect future. Slowly he grow impatient and there came rage. He thought he had found love clothed in a dress But Love had scars,dressed perfectly with the help of a makeup kit.
SadBeach Please

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had you at sunset lost you at dawn
SadBayanda Fedrick Buthelezi

Do you know??

Do you know what it feels like? To have death stalk your thoughts and follow you more than your own shadow? to have it haunt you as if everyday is halloween night? to be so close it that the smell stanches your skin? to have it mindfuck you every night? to not want to wake up and face reality head-one with nothing but duffel-bag eyes, a tired body and hopes of today being better than yesterday? Do You?
SadBayanda Fedrick Buthelezi

Wither

I often ask myself, am i wilting because i am past my prime? or because you did not give me the one thing that i need to survive, even though i begged you countless times to provide me with it.
SadBatman

What it's Like To Be an Immaculate Misconception

Everything is fine Or that’s how it seems to be Nothing is wrong That’s what others think of me Everything is happy When I play my cards right Nothing is sad If we talk while there is light Everything is joyful Because I talk about random things Nothing is depressing Covered in my mask, so clean Everything is random I make it so Nothing makes sense If I accidentally make a row
SadBatman

Depression

Life is just a pattern, there is nothing new, nothing special. The same old thing, day after day. Nobody cares, nobody notices, it is good that nobody notices. If they noticed, they would only get hurt. If they tried to love, they would be heartbroken, their heart’s would die. I do not want to hurt them, so it would be safest just to go.
SadBatman

Remembrance

I remember almost every moment, but when I ask you, you just don't answer. I don't know how you cannot remember our first year together. But somehow you do, and that's really confusing. My heart shriveled up and died when I learnt, but it's nothing new to me. It's happened countless times before, what's one more time? I remember the first time we kissed, now I'm wondering if it even matters to you. I remember everything, big or small. But you can't even remember our best Christmas together. You who can usually remember everything,

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