Sad Poems, Poetry - Page 10

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Sorry for all the times that I was distant,
Its just I’m scared my family will be non-existent,
The partings come and go so fast,
I’m loosing all my precious past.

My memories now have crashed and burned,
And all my closest people have turned,
But why would you leave someone you loved?,
Bleeding to the kids like a sick dove.

No regrets, no remorse,
Just ‘sign the papers’, and a silent divorce,
Once upon a time, they were that knight and princess,
Makes me wonder what is this whole mess.

Maybe it was me who had parted,
And the reason the people darted,
I just wish upon the wise moons,
To regain a figure that will heal my wounds.

‘Return of the knight’, I quote,
Why cant this happen I note,

Wishing for the same memories,
But to forget all those enemies.

This poem was written/submitted by Kelly Allchin.

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As the tears begin to seep
through and around my eyes
it comes as no surprise
that I have begun to weep

The tears roll down my face
with an unusual amazing grace
as my face become a place
of bitter sorrow full of disgrace

I want to ask “God take me from here”
but just as I’ve feared
he can not hear
for I am much to weak
I can not speak
I can only bow my head and weep

This poem was written/submitted by Nickolas C. Kinnett.

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How can a caged bird sing?
Behind bars of gold and brass;
With no perch of its own.
Here it sings a low sweet song,
How can a caged bird sing?
Locked away and out of sight;
No longer free to take flight.
Here it sings low and sweet,
How can a caged bird sing?
Looked at by many, but loved by few;
Here in this cage singing a song that is so true.
Singing low and sweet,
How can a caged bird sing?
With no care in the world;
And, no love of its own.
This sweet loving birds sings to you alone,
How can a caged bird sing?
Oh, how the caged bird sings.

This poem was written/submitted by Lizzy.

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At night when I dream,
You are all I dream about,
The guy I want,and hope you are,

The one thats meant for me,
No matter how hard I dream,
No matter how much I want you to be,

Every morning when I wake up,
I realize that you were only a dream,
and that it was never meant to be.

This poem was written/submitted by Brooke.

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He loves me, he loves me not
for him to leave would take all I’ve got
I try to be patient while i silently plea
cos he’s the one who means the world to me
as all the petals take their shot
the last petal falls….he loves me not

This poem was written/submitted by Bridget.

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Everyone has a key,
A key into my mind,
They turn the key,
And they search,

They find my weakness,
And use it against me,
Why would they want to do that?
Do they want to destroy me?

Then they find it,
They find the demon within me,
For so long it was locked away,
Locked away in a cage,

Now that that cage is open,
The demon is unleashed,
They let it out,
And it won’t go back in,

No one can tame the beast,
Not even I,
But this demon, this beast,
This monster won’t back down,

I am the monster,
I am the beast, the demon,
Someone needs to get that cage,
And lock the demon away forever.

This poem was written/submitted by Tara.

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By nights long slumber
Never heeding my aching sorrow
Once again alone in nights cold clutch
Been so stupefied by emotion
Sight limited by clouding fear
Liquid runs down smooth but rocky cheeks
Self proceeds to wrongs rights
Voices commencing their anguish
Others their loath

Day by sun, night by moon
Neglecting their beautiful shine for me
Darkness swallows, and tastes bitter
Sewn eyes stay locked closed
Free eyes closed from hurt
Set my heart to flames
Then Dance in its painful light
Listen to it sizzle
And smile in delight

But is that who you are?
My wilting rose
Blossoming but again I cut your stem
How long will it be till your petals plunge?
Can I save what I nearly killed?
Everything’s more beautiful in their natural belonging
But is it you
My rose…
That belongs in nature or inside
In nature you fight the seasons
Inside you are free
Inside I can see you, hold you and care for you
Outside I can only visit
But is that what you want my beautiful flower?

In reality one deserves what one gets
No matter what they are or who they are
Whether you are the flower
Or the scissors that cut it
How many more years will it be the flowers will keep forgiving?
Or maybe they never forgave and we keep cutting

This poem was written/submitted by joel.

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