Poems About: SAD

In this page, poems on / about “sad” are listed.

  • 325.
    Music

    There is some thing in the air
    There is some thing in my head
    There is some thing that I can hear read more »

    Dawn Gothic
  • 326.
    Wistful Smile

    Wistful-pensive (thinking deeply about something, especially in a sad or serious manner) sad: deep in sad thoughts, especially thoughts of something yearned for or lost, or expressing this sad yearning

    When all people see in you is a smile
    And a bounce in your step, don’t brake read more »

    Ben Huff
  • 327.
    mind fillin blues...by Talile Ali

    i'm pointing my fingers
    everyones at fault
    the world is against me
    locked deep inside this vault read more »

    Talile Ali
  • 328.
    Gone Are Those Sad Songs Sung

    Gone are those sad songs,
    Sung begun some sang.
    With the singing of those sad songs,
    Gone. read more »

    Lawrence S. Pertillar
  • 329.
    Lament For Leaf Loss

    Sing sad songs for the days that are gone
    Now the days are growing darker and the night lasts long
    But listen for the flutter of each shrivelled tear
    As it drops in golden leaf-fall of the fading, dying year. read more »

    C Richard Miles
  • 330.
    do not wear a sad face

    i know sometimes
    just like the seasons: this winter and summer
    and spring and fall,
    we change, we are governed by the laws of change read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
  • 331.
    (L) lost souls...

    Sad angry eyes tearing at my throat.
    staring deep into my minds recesses....
    retreat in pain...
    do you see what i see? read more »

    crybaby clark
  • 332.
    A World Without Birds

    In years from now will the children of the future on warm evenings in the prime of Spring
    On trees and bushes in groves, woods and parklands when flowers are blooming hear the wild birds sing
    For a World without birds would be sad to live in and sad to learn that they are becoming rare
    These are sad times for people who love Nature and who for Nature's creatures genuinely do care, read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 333.
    The Saddest Fate

    To touch a broken lute,
    To strike a jangled string,
    To strive with tones forever mute
    The dear old tunes to sing-- read more »

    Anonymous Americas
  • 334.
    jumper

    standing
    the cars look like ants
    the wind is harsh up here
    it bites through my clothes read more »

    chance .........
  • 335.
    Bad Feelings.

    Sad feelings are like a dime a dozen....
    Always, like a prescription, always filled.

    Sad feelings do come and go... read more »

    Michael Gale
  • 336.
    Solemn Truth

    It's a sad solemn truth
    This sad solemn lie.
    Just taken from our youth
    Was it worth it to try? read more »

    Moth Harris
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