Sad Poems

a thousand tears i criedover the last few dayswhat was once a dry(gentle) riverbedtransformed into a wild river overnightwith each passing momentand each passing hourwith the clock slowly ticking away the tears just continue unabateda thousand gallons of teardropgently caress the feet of those nearbyyet no one moved an incha

i ran into this early morning sunshine like a kid completely unaware of the time the place i was in for a moment i was transported back to a time of unbound happiness hidden behind the dark clouds i was one with a purpose a purpose defined by time a

I lie there silently holding on to dear life right in the middle of the hustle and bustle i lie, unnoticed and uncared for aware of the trauma that is unfolding right before me unknown to the many souls outside i squirm and turn and twist aware that i am

When Friendship or Love Our sympathies move; When Truth, in a glance, should appear, The lips may beguile, With a dimple or smile, But the test of affection’s a Tear Too oft is a smile But the hypocrite’s wile, To mask detestation, or fear; Give me the soft sigh, Whilst

The words that were spoken, they tore at my soul, They pierced my spirit and left a gapping hole. The world could not see what had transpired My heart was the covering when the deed expired. Everywhere I traveled the words they came to me A reminder of the day

If you fear losing somebody you love like rejection would be no surprise even if they never said it out loud you just knew by the look in their eyes accept that anxiety is due to some action we took while sleepwalking through life we would be lying if we

You know exactly how I feel about others You know that I’m reluctant to trust people, Coz I fear them cheat me You know I expect 100% trustworthiness from the person that I trust. You knew each and everything about me, Because I trust you, and you asked me to

When you look into life, You don’t see what’s inside; For you look with your eyes And not with your heart. If you want to know the truth, Then you have to close your eyes; And open your heart To see the true light. Don’t try to change What was

Near to the door he paused to stand as he took his class ring off her hand all who were watching did not speak as a silent tear ran down his cheek and through his mind the memories ran of the moments they walked and ran in the sand (hand

This poem was written by an old woman living in a nursing home in England. It was found among her things when she died. -=-=-=-=-=-=- What do you see, nurses? What do you see? Are you thinking when you look at me? A crabby old woman, not very wise, Uncertain