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Title: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Apr 3rd, 2004, 7:46am If there are poems that can make us feel love,... if there are poems that can inspire and enlighten our minds,... there are also sad poems. :-[Love brings us happiness...but oftentimes it brings us pain as well... The following are poems about lost, unrequited, unexpressed, taken for granted love... hope u enjoy reading and please share some of yours too... |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Apr 3rd, 2004, 7:54am What If Love Dies? Mary Hathaway Love has an infinite heart and cannot stay in a narrow mind. It is always sweeping on and on, always living, growing and becoming. And those who have stopped changing and growing have stopped loving. We can think we still love because we continue to go through the motions. But where there should be a garden of joy, there is only a dusty tombstone on which is written, "Love once passed this way but this heart was too small to contain it. It would not dare to grow and yield utterly to love, so love had to leave it---- long, long ago." |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Apr 5th, 2004, 11:26pm by Jppoet You see the pain that lies in her eyes, But, alas, her eyes are dry, She won't cry. No, she won't cry. You see the anger that burns from her gaze, The madness that sets her eyes ablaze, She won't cry. No, she won't cry. You see the fear that closes her eyes, The smile she wears is but a disguise, She won't cry. No, she won't cry. You see the hope that is finally dead, She cannot trust for her heart has been bled, She won't cry. No, she won't cry. You see the love that lies within, But she shall never love again, She won't cry. No, she won't cry. You see death's hand that has glazed her eyes, No one saw her die inside, They won't cry. No, they won't cry. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Apr 5th, 2004, 11:37pm I've never seen a night so long or so quiet A cold wind whispers his name through the pines While night clouds race across a starless sky sublime If God made the day, then the devil made this night Tonight my memories are chasing him in my mind And what havoc they wreak in their desperate plight To catch him, hold him, only to find, He has vanished, slipped away into the everlasting night Still I don't know what I did wrong, What I should have said, should have done I would never have guessed I could hurt so long But then I never expected him to be gone I walk to the window and peer into the endless night The clouds and the wind are gone now, there's only the moon And tall, dark trees jutting up toward the ebony sky A night bird calls out and my heart is filled with gloom I never knew love until I knew you, love Now all is gone, another's arms hold you Another's lips sets your heart on fire, love And someone else hears you whisper 'I love you' I'm afraid this night will outlast the bottle of wine Then what will I do, while I wait on the light Of the sun breaking o'er the tall pines in the morning sky To give me reprieve till the next eternal night. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Apr 5th, 2004, 11:45pm How do you walk away from someone you love And take the road of friend; Can you reroute the course you have taken And start over once again? I don't really want to let you go But inside me I know I must; The times we've loved . . . the times you've left My heart says stay . . . but it's my mind I must trust. We have shared so much together Laughter . . . fun times . . . tears; Yet sometimes we can't turn back time We must walk away, and allow ourselves to heal. I know one day you will be happy And your soulmate you will find; I know we each have one out there Even if for now . . . only in our minds. May life be gentle with you May God's best come your way; And on some quiet tomorrow You will realize things were better this way. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Apr 5th, 2004, 11:50pm I hide to cry because I have no where to call my own and "happily ever after" is a land too far away, just after once- upon- a- time; just this side of the rainbow and no one really cares anyway I hide to cry because I know I will never leave this place and dreams don't really come true its just all make- believe and it really doesn't matter I hide to cry because my weakness brings my tears and I have no one to hold me close no one here who loves me and no one really cares anyway I hide to cry because I embarrass the moon and she is my only friend but she's too far away to hold my hand and it really doesn't matter anyway I hide to cry because no one really cares anyway and is this pain even real it really doesn't matter and no one really cares anyway I hide to cry because no one validates my pain and no one really cares so why should I and it really doesn't matter anyway |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by Hernando on Apr 6th, 2004, 1:22am hi kianna, ;)...u the one who wrote all this poem? |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Apr 10th, 2004, 10:15am Dorothy Parker How shall I wail, that wasn't meant for weeping? Love has run and left me, oh, what then? Dream, then, I must, who never can be sleeping; What if I should meet Love, once again? What if I met him, walking on the highway? Let him see how lightly I should care. He'd travel his way, I would follow my way; Hum a little song, and pass him there. What if at night, beneath a sky of ashes, He should seek my doorstep, pale with need? There could he lie, and dry would be my lashes; Let him stop his noise, and let me read. Oh, but I'm gay, that's better off without him; Would he'd come and see me, laughing here. Lord! Don't I know I'd have my arms about him, Crying to him, "Oh, come in, my dear!" |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Apr 10th, 2004, 10:37am Michael Mack Once an egg is broken, it can never be replaced. You're not the one to fall. Once a word is written, it can never be erased. Once a shoe has worn out, its usefulness has, too And one of the things of knowing love Is knowing when it's through. Once a flower has wilted, its fragrance disappears Once a word is spoken, it will echo through the years. Once a match has burned out, it will never flame anew And one of the things of knowing love Is knowing when it's through. Funny all the time spent on half-forgotten dreams. Funny all the energy we waste on foolish schemes. We wouldn't strike that matchstick to watch it flame anew, Why, then, can't we know enough To know when love is through? So, on we go, relentlessly, in spite of tears and pain Trying to stop the leaves from falling Trying to stop the rain, But, once a heart is broken, it will always be in two, And one of the things of knowing love Is knowing when it's through. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Apr 24th, 2004, 8:47am Consrael It's over. He's gone. Why do we have to part while the love is still there? Why do we have to suffer? Why do we have to cry when somebody bids goodbye? Why do beginnings have an end? Why do we have to meet only to lose in the end? There are questions left unanswered, words left unsaid, letters left unread, poems left undone, songs left unsung, love left unexpressed, promises left unfulfilled. In a relationship, one of the hardest things to do is saying goodbye and letting go. It is as hard as breaking a crystal because you'll never know when you will be able to pick up the pieces again. More often than not, they who go, feel not the pain of parting:it is they who stay behind that suffer, because they are left with memories of a lovethat was meant to be, a love that was. At the beginning and at the end of a relationship, we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone. Unfair as it may seem, but that's the way love goes. That's the drama, the bittersweet and the risk of falling in love. After all, nothing is constant but change. Everything will eventually come to its end without us knowing when, without us knowing how, without us even knowing why. And we must forget not because we have to but because we have to. In letting go, sorrows come not as a single spy but in batallion. It seems that everywhere you go, everything you do, every song you hear, every turn of your head,every move of your body, every beat of your heart, every blink of your eye and every breath you take always reminds you of him. It's like a stab of a knife, a torture in the night. Funny how the whole world becomes depopulated when only one person is missing. Just imagine, there are billion people on earth and yet it seems you feel lonely and empty without the other. I don't know if it's worth calling an art, but letting go entails special skills sparkled with a considerable space and time. Time heals all wounds but it takes a little push on our part. Acceptance plays a part. Not all love stories end with "...and they live happily ever after." Sometimes we have to part because of circumstances beyond our control. We have to suffer if it would mean happiness for others. We have to cry to temporarily let go of the pains. Every beginning has its end like every dawn has its dusk. It's something we can't control, something we had to live up. It's over. He's gone. But life has to go on. Goodbye doesn't always mean forever. There will always be a place and time where questions will be answered, words will be spoken, letters will be read, poems will be recited in the night, songs will be sung in harmony, love will be expressed in solitude and promises will be fulfilled. Somewhere. Somehow. Someday. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Apr 24th, 2004, 8:49am Don't think that no ones loved you, because they've turned away. Don't feel they didn't care for you, because they couldn't stay. Don't damn the world for not returning the love you feel you've given. Don't hate the one that you were yearning for, because he couldn't make a commitment. Just think of him as experience, and think how much you've grown. Think of him as the sacred prince who placed you on a throne. Think of all your times together, feeling closer since you're apart. Think of your plans of now and forever, and hold them in your heart. And don't let yourself feel so much hate when he's no longer your other. For when you're both at Heaven's gate, that man will be your brother. ~~Author Unknown |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Apr 24th, 2004, 8:52am Don't ask me to cross the ocean, Or swim the deepest sea. Don't ask me to reach for the highest star, Or fly like a bird for thee. Don't ask me to say what's inside my heart, For I shall never see the lights of tomorrow. Don't ask to give precious memories, For my life shall be filled with sorrow. Don't ask me to wish upon my star, To carry our love for eternity. Or ask me me to cry or plea, Whenever you turn to leave me. Don't ask me after a year of kisses and embrace, To take my innocence. Or ask for my heart and hand, Knowing the world for us to possess. Don't ever ask me to say, "I love you" Because before I do, You have to find the key to my heart. And prove your love for me is true. So don't ask me anything before you do..... |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Apr 24th, 2004, 9:00am A Day A lifetime is but only a day For some, love and an endless summer A melody While for others, a bitter cold and lonely winter A tragedy She is the sun and song that warms my heart And lifts my spirit She is the most beautiful dawn The most precious delicate flower She is all that I see, all that I am, and All that I will ever be My everything The season has now changed, my summer departed She gave all that she would A love gone bad There is no sun, no moon No song, no feeling…….nothing I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life You’ll be the sun for someone else I just wish it could be mine I still hold your fire of our love, tightly Deep inside Though cold, it is here for you to rekindle For you, my Day is yours From now until the end of all time |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Apr 24th, 2004, 9:16am I sit and wonder has it all been a lie as I cry and wonder why you say you care do I dare believe in you tell me is it true can I believe in you? |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Apr 24th, 2004, 9:29am Love is Like a Butterfly by Annie Love is like a butterfly That flaps its wings as it goes by. It beats a rythm Quietly sings So much beauty In those wings. It doesn't stay To let you see Just how beautiful it can be It hovers lightly Teasing..'touch me, try' Then as you reach It says goodbye. Love is like a butterfly You think you've caught it Then it flies! |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by MissFartyPants on Apr 26th, 2004, 6:43am A poem by my good good friend Neal aka Daffy Duck HAPPINESS? what is happiness? is it a state of mind? is it a fact of life? can it be mine? is it something everyone is entitled to? do you make it yourself? does it just come to you? if you make it, how do you make it? if it comes to you, then who gives it? how much do you deserve? how little do you deserve? does it give riches like wealth? is happiness contagious? why am i not infected? |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by killerabbit on May 12th, 2004, 12:00pm I find the Raven to be a sad poem :( :'(Edgar Allen Poe |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on May 13th, 2004, 10:06pm The Raven.... yes I think it's kinda sad.... I'll post it here then for you ;) Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door- Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore- For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore- Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door- Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;- This it is, and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door;- Darkness there, and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!" This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"- Merely this, and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. "Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice: Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore- Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;- 'Tis the wind and nothing more." |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on May 13th, 2004, 10:07pm 'cont.... flutter, In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door- Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door- Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore. "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore- Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door- Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore." But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered- Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown before- On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before." Then the bird said, "Nevermore." Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore- Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never- nevermore'." But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door; Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore- What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore." This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he hath sent thee Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!- prophet still, if bird or devil!- Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted- On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore- Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil- prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore- Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore- Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting- "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted- nevermore! |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Jun 16th, 2004, 1:45am The sweetest notes among the human heart-strings are dull with rust; The sweetest chords, adjusted by the angels, are clogged with dust; We pipe and pipe again our dreary music upon the self-same strains, While sounds of crime, and fear, and desolation, come back in sad refrains. On through the world we go, an army marching with listening ears, Each longing, sighing, for the heavenly music he never hears; Each longing, sighing, for a word of comfort, a word of tender praise, A word of love, to cheer the endless journey of earth's hard, busy days. They love us, and we know it; this suffices for reason's share. Why should they pause to give that love expression with gentle care? Why should they pause? But still our hearts are aching with all the gnawing pain Of hungry love that longs to hear the music, and longs and longs in vain. We love them, and they know it; if we falter, with fingers numb, Among the unused strings of love's expression, the notes are dumb. We shrink within ourselves in voiceless sorrow, leaving the words unsaid, And, side by side with those we love the dearest, in silence on we tread. Thus on we tread, and thus each heart in silence its fate fulfils, Waiting and hoping for the heavenly music beyond the distant hills. The only difference of the love in heaven from love on earth below Is: Here we love and know not how to tell it, and there we all shall know. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Jun 17th, 2004, 9:16am The following are not poems, they are sad thoughts and quotes...... :-[ I don't want to make anyone feel sad by reading this, just want to share this with you,...hope it's okay? ??? "It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is more painful is to love someone and never find the courage to let that person known how you feel." "Tears are the unspoken words." "Most broken hearts are caused by unspoken words." "Well, there goes my heart again; I guess it's just askin' to get broken." "Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow, we must fail in order to know, Sometimes our vision clears only after our eyes are washed away with tears." "Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never met." "The greatest ironies of life: having the right person at the wrong time, having the wrong person when the time is right, and finding out that you love someone after that person walks out of your sight ...." |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Jun 21st, 2004, 3:09am "We enjoy warmth because we have been cold. We appreciate light because we have been in darkness. By the same token, we can experience joy because we have known sadness." ~~-David Weatherford "However long the night, the dawn will break. " "Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing." ~~Anais Nin~~ "Sadness flies away on the wings of time." ~~Jean de La Fontaine ~~ "Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion" "For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been." ~~John Greenleaf Whittier~~ "There is no greater sorrow than to recall in misery the time when we were happy. " |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Jun 21st, 2004, 3:23am If it makes you happy It can't be that bad If it makes you happy Then why the hell are you so sad -Sheryl Crow: If It Makes You Happy My broken heart has bled With memories of a love that's dead Sometimes happy then sad I need love, love help me -Deep Purple: Love Help Me |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Jun 21st, 2004, 3:34am I hear a thunder in the distance see a vision of a cross I feel the pain that was given on that sad day of loss A lion roars in the darkness only he holds the key A light to free me from my burden and grant me life eternally Should have been dead on a Sunday morning banging my head No time for mourning ain't got no time -Creed: My Own Prison Notice how her image saddens How lonely she's become Just once I'd like to see her happy Before the winter comes -The Carpenters: Eve We smile and smile We smile and smile Laughter echoes in your eyes We climb and climb We climb and climb Footfall softly in the pines We cry and cry We cry and cry Sadness passes in a while We role and role We role and role Help me role away the stone -Pink Floyd: Crying Song Most of us are sad No one lets it show I've been shadows of myself How was I to know? -Eagles: Most Of Us Are Sad |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by killerabbit on Jun 29th, 2004, 10:03pm I dub thee kianna..Queen of all Poems! ;) |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Jul 13th, 2004, 10:42am Oh not really Wabbit... ;D I just love poems, but thanks anyway..... ;) Since I'm in a sad mood here are more sad quotes.... :-[ ~~How lucky am I to have known someone who was so hard to say goodbye to.~~ ~~Why is it easy to fall in love and yet so hard to be loved back? why should I feel such if destiny permits me not? why do I have to fall if it's you I cant have? why is there a "you" in "me" but never a "me" in "you"?~~ ~~With you my heart will always stay. With you my thoughts will be every day. You remain to be the one that I regret letting get away. Why didn't I say what I needed to say? You are the one I will always use my wishes on. You are the one I will always wish was never gone. I'll constantly wonder what went wrong. I'll forever think of what I could've did that was never done.~~ ~~I could fill a thousand pages telling you how I felt and still you would not understand. So now I leave without a sound, except that of my heart shattering as it hits the ground.~~ ~~It hurts to see you walk away. For admit it or not, you were an important part of my life and the time we shared will forever be a part of me. So even though I realize that it was never meant to be, still, it hurts.~~ ~~True love? I used to believe it existed, but when you’ve had your heart torn out and thrown on the floor, you just don’t care anymore. . Ask me why I keep on loving...~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Jul 13th, 2004, 10:55am ~~"There's this place in me where your finger prints still rest... your kisses still linger and your whispers softly echo... It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.."~~ ~~"When I see you smile and know that it is not for me, that is when I will miss you the most..."~~ ~~"You can close your eyes to things you don’t want to see, but you can’t close your heart to things you don’t want to feel."~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by Hernando on Jul 14th, 2004, 1:55pm on 07/13/04 at 10:55:48, kianna_andrea wrote:
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Jul 15th, 2004, 1:24am :o :o :o The quote sucks??? |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by Hernando on Jul 20th, 2004, 5:58pm no kianna, the idea that her smile is not for me ;D |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Jul 28th, 2004, 9:15am Alone When I feel alone I think of you The memory lights up my room I feel warm and alive Invincible... Safe I can conquer the world But then I hear the words "I don't love you" All over again And they echo so fiercely My body shakes and tears fall Until there are none left And I feel alone again |
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Title: Somebody Else Post by kianna_andrea on Aug 15th, 2004, 6:04am Somebody Else I see somebody else In me, of me, about me Running me But not me Who is she? What does she want? What does she need? This girl isn't me? Am I there? Or am I here? Is my brain In the cold? Where do I go? How do I know When I've gotten there That I'm there? How do I know I'm already there Where am I? Or am I even here? Do I know you Or myself even? How do I know Where I am? Give me questions To get the answers From myself Or you, or her What questions Do I ask Of me or you or Her Who is she, anyway? Do you know? Who is she? Where am I? Where do I have the need To go? Where need I be? Where? When I think, I know. When I know, I say and insist. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Oct 10th, 2004, 10:24am Echo ~~ Christina Georgina Rossetti ~~ Come to me in the silence of the night; Come in the speaking silence of a dream; Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright As sunlight on a stream; Come back in tears, Oh memory of hope, love of finished years. Oh dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter-sweet, Whose wakening should have been in Paradise, Where souls brim-full of love abide and meet; Where thirsting longing eyes Watch the slow door That opening, letting in, lets out no more. Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live My very life again though cold in death; Come back to me in dreams, that I may give Pulse for pulse, breath for breath: Speak low, lean low, As long ago, my love, how long ago. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Oct 10th, 2004, 10:36am I Loved You Once ~~Alexander Pushkin~~ I loved you once, nor can this heart be quiet; For it would seem that love still lingers there; But do not you be further troubled by it; I would in no wise hurt you, oh, my dear. I loved you without hope, a mute offender; What jealous pangs, what shy despairs I knew! A love as deep as this, as true, as tender, God grant another may yet offer you. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Oct 10th, 2004, 10:42am Love's Secret ~~William Blake~~ Never seek to tell thy love, Love that never told can be; For the gentle wind doth move Silently, invisibly. I told my love, I told my love, I told her all my heart, Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears, Ah! she did depart! Soon after she was gone from me A traveller came by, Silently, invisibly, He took her with a sigh. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Oct 10th, 2004, 10:51am Remember ~Christina Georgina Rossetti~ Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann'd: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna_andrea on Oct 13th, 2004, 11:04am Passing Time Your skin like dawn Mine like musk One paints the beginning of a certain end. The other, the end of a sure beginning. ~~ Maya Angelou~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by KiAnNa on Nov 1st, 2004, 12:32am Ashes Of Life Love has gone and left me and the days are all alike; Eat I must, and sleep I will,—and would that night were here! But ah!—to lie awake and hear the slow hours strike! Would that it were day again!—with twilight near! Love has gone and left me and I don't know what to do; This or that or what you will is all the same to me; But all the things that I begin I leave before I'm through,— There's little use in anything as far as I can see. Love has gone and left me,—and the neighbors knock and borrow, And life goes on forever like the gnawing of a mouse,— And to-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow There's this little street and this little house. ~~Edna St. Vincent Millay~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by KiAnNa on Nov 1st, 2004, 1:39am Departure It's little I care what path I take, And where it leads it's little I care; But out of this house, lest my heart break, I must go, and off somewhere. It's little I know what's in my heart, What's in my mind it's little I know, But there's that in me must up and start, And it's little I care where my feet go. I wish I could walk for a day and a night, And find me at dawn in a desolate place With never the rut of a road in sight, Nor the roof of a house, nor the eyes of a face. I wish I could walk till my blood should spout, And drop me, never to stir again, On a shore that is wide, for the tide is out, And the weedy rocks are bare to the rain. But dump or dock, where the path I take Brings up, it's little enough I care: And it's little I'd mind the fuss they'll make, Huddled dead in a ditch somewhere. 'Is something the matter, dear,' she said, 'That you sit at your work so silently?' 'No, mother, no, 'twas a knot in my thread. There goes the kettle, I'll make the tea.' ~~ Edna St. Vincent Millay ~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by KiAnNa on Dec 10th, 2004, 3:28pm http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/kianna_andrea/29955_wallpaper280.jpg Deepest Desires I want this and those, everything that I can hold. I want you the whole you co'z i love you for all I know. In this life I have today will be done if you're away. So give me love… give me life… co'z I love you and want you.. just you. I cry sometimes when I'm alone to let my feelings go away. But nothing will hold it. co'z your not here. I want you, to comfort me I want you, to love me But where are you? Far away, far away, far away I need you beside me to talk to me, or to hold me But where are you? Over there, far away, away from me. In this time, I'm alone My whole life won't go on. So please have mercy And let me be with you once more. I love you, I want you, I need you to love me, to want me, to need me..... |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by KiAnNa on Jan 21st, 2005, 8:51am I can’t put love off for another century I can’t put love off for another century I can’t although the cry is strangled in my throat although hatred bursts, crackles, burns beneath grizzled mountains and grizzled mountains I can’t put off this embrace this two-edged sword of love and hate I can’t put off although the night weighs centuries on my back and indecisive daybreak still delays I can’t put off my life for another century nor my love nor my cry of liberation I can’t keep putting off my heart ~~ANTÓNIO RAMOS ROSA~~ Translated by Alexis Levitin |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by norkay on Jan 21st, 2005, 11:02am on 12/10/04 at 15:28:33, KiAnNa wrote:
Oh,Kianna........ :'(.........this is soooooooooooo sad! :'( truely, i am a bit emotional that i can't help my tears while reading this....oh yessss, why are you so very far ??? :'(...we always say we love each other but why are our arms can't get closer.... :'( |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by KiAnNa on Jan 27th, 2005, 5:28pm That's sad Krissy. :-[ I can sympathize. I hope things get better for you soon. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by KiAnNa on Jan 27th, 2005, 5:44pm There's something in this poem that's so saddening... I just can't quite place it but the moment I finished reading this poem, I was overcome with a certain sadness,... you know, the kind of feeling like things will never be the same again? Does anyone ever felt that? :P Oh well, maybe it's just my mood,or maybe I am just overreacting. This poem talks about lost love anyway so I guess it's natural to feel a bit melancholic upon reading this,but I still want to share this poem here. From – Twenty Poems of Love I can write the saddest lines tonight. Write for example: ‘The night is fractured and they shiver, blue, those stars, in the distance’ The night wind turns in the sky and sings. I can write the saddest lines tonight. I loved her, sometimes she loved me too. On nights like these I held her in my arms. I kissed her greatly under the infinite sky. She loved me, sometimes I loved her too. How could I not have loved her huge, still eyes. I can write the saddest lines tonight. To think I don’t have her, to feel I have lost her. Hear the vast night, vaster without her. Lines fall on the soul like dew on the grass. What does it matter that I couldn’t keep her. The night is fractured and she is not with me. That is all. Someone sings far off. Far off, my soul is not content to have lost her. As though to reach her, my sight looks for her. My heart looks for her: she is not with me The same night whitens, in the same branches. We, from that time, we are not the same. I don’t love her, that’s certain, but how I loved her. My voice tried to find the breeze to reach her. Another’s kisses on her, like my kisses. Her voice, her bright body, infinite eyes. I don’t love her, that’s certain, but perhaps I love her. Love is brief: forgetting lasts so long. Since, on these nights, I held her in my arms, my soul is not content to have lost her. Though this is the last pain she will make me suffer, and these are the last lines I will write for her. ~~Pablo Neruda~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by KiAnNa on Feb 16th, 2005, 4:40pm Fickle I’m fickle she said I’ll get bored His reply was silence It’s the sensible option No one will get hurt More silence but now pain One last hug And then goodbye........ ~Gary Lewis~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by KiAnNa on Feb 16th, 2005, 4:42pm Need I sit working out excuses To phone to write The pain in my heart Is not growing less A long sigh And once more I pace the room I just need to hear your voice To feel your smile See your eyes sparkle To kiss you Is it so wrong? To seek your warmth ~Gary Lewis~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by KiAnNa on Feb 16th, 2005, 4:46pm It’s over In fact it had never really begun Then why this pain, these tears A void where a heart should be The phone rings Emotions race Is it No Fifteen minutes to calm down To stop the pulse racing Just at the thought It might be ~Gary Lewis~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by KiAnNa on Feb 16th, 2005, 4:48pm Stay quiet... Say nothing... You will be safe... So silence is all there is... A void between us... Words causes pain... Turn away don’t look... Emotion repressed... Stay safe... The silence is now... So heavy... It is a weight... Too difficult to carry... A sob, one sob... Is all that is needed for release... And then it pours... In torrents... Tearing at the banks... Drowning all in its way... ~Gary Lewis~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by KiAnNa on Feb 16th, 2005, 5:02pm Eyes Full of Tears Eyes full of tears heart torn he waits, like a fish cast upon the shore he flounders unsure to return to the water or to lie gasping. Her smell her smile all that remains an almost invisible memory of a blue striped sock causes so much pain. No rivers crossed no mountains climbed a hand not held thoughts not voiced all that silence shared inside the prison of his mind emotions rage. Grey skies and rain suck the colours from his life wind blows but there is no freedom no flight only the sound of dolphins crying. ~Gary Lewis~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by KiAnNa on Mar 18th, 2005, 7:43am To Whom It May Concern In Autumn, as in Spring, the sap flows, the sap wishes to race against heartbeats before the winter, before the winter buries us in her usual shroud of ice. I turn to you knowing that unrequited love is good for poetry, knowing that pain will nudge the muse as well as anything, knowing that you are afraid, fettered to a life you do not love, & so unfree that freedom seems more fearful even than the familiar business of being a grumbling slave. I lived that way once, & I know that freedom is its own reward, that it propagates itself by means of runners, that nobody gives it to you, not even me to you, but that you must seize it with your own two quaking hands & pluck the strawberry it bears in the green ungrumbling Spring. ~~Erica Jong~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by KiAnNa on Mar 25th, 2005, 7:24pm Tears The tears fall faster, Silently down my face. Should I brush them away? No, not yet, it still hurts. The tears are empty now, Feelings no longer rage. So, should I brush them away? No, nothing has taken their place. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by KiAnNa on Mar 31st, 2005, 6:58pm A cold tear runs down my cheek. Remembering the day you left Cold, Bleak, Weak and in Pain. That memory in my brain. Slowly but effectively making me insane. I wish I could cease the memories of the past, And things that did not last. But I'll be forever in this winter rain. Cold, Bleak, Weak, and in Pain..... ~~Derek Germain~~ |
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Title: A Girl In The Corner Post by KiAnNa on Mar 31st, 2005, 7:40pm Ignore me. I do not realize- I have absolutely no poise and I have no ties anymore. For no one can be trusted. Will they all turn by me? Assist me. I am just a girl in the corner, alone in her own miserable company. And aching, Deeply into despair- Why do they stand by each other? Leave me. I want to have meaning too, may be then I will find another. And may be then I will prove it to them. Will I spoil the standing somehow? Stop me. My imaginings are gone, they flew out the window. And I hear the odium’s bell-sweet release. When can I get theses similes out of my skull? Remind me. I can not handle anymore dismissal. I think that I will just lie down and sigh- And perhaps cry with a bit more emotion. What makes my mind so lacking in the finding? Fake me. I find myself wiping off the stares. I hear the mutterings which only I can comprehend. Words no longer spoil anymore. When did the line end? Lose me. Ignore me. ~~Candice Renae Williams~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by theworstofthewest on Apr 17th, 2005, 6:22pm on 03/25/05 at 19:24:41, KiAnNa wrote:
Whose is this? |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna on Apr 23rd, 2005, 9:05am Sorry I forgot to include the author. It's a poem from Candice Renae Williams. |
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Title: We Have Been Friends Together Post by kianna on Apr 23rd, 2005, 9:47am WE have been friends together, In sunshine and in shade; Since first beneath the chestnut-trees In infancy we played. But coldness dwells within thy heart, A cloud is on thy brow; We have been friends together— Shall a light word part us now? We have been gay together; We have laugh’d at little jests; For the fount of hope was gushing Warm and joyous in our breasts. But laughter now hath fled thy lip, And sullen glooms thy brow; We have been gay together— Shall a light word part us now? We have been sad together, We have wept, with bitter tears, O’er the grass-grown graves, where slumber’d The hopes of early years. The voices which are silent there Would bid thee clear thy brow; We have been sad together— Oh! what shall part us now? ~~Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna on May 9th, 2005, 7:18pm Time Does Not Bring Relief; You All Have Lied Time does not bring relief; you all have lied Who told me time would ease me of my pain! I miss him in the weeping of the rain; I want him at the shrinking of the tide; The old snows melt from every mountain-side, And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane; But last year's bitter loving must remain Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide There are a hundred places where I fear To go,—so with his memory they brim And entering with relief some quiet place Where never fell his foot or shone his face I say, "There is no memory of him here!" And so stand stricken, so remembering him! ~~Edna St. Vincent Millay~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by teagirl on May 10th, 2005, 1:52am ahhhh, Millay. My favorite! |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna on May 24th, 2005, 7:55pm I love Millay as well Teamay. :) I loved you, and I probably still do, And for a while the feeling may remain... But let my love no longer trouble you, I do not wish to cause you any pain. I loved you; and the hopelessness I knew, The jealousy, the shyness - though in vain - Made up a love so tender and so true As may God grant you to be loved again. ~~Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin~~ another version of the poem: I loved you; even now I may confess Some embers of my love their fire still retain But do not let it cause you distress; I would not want to sadden you again. Hopeless and tonguetied, yet I loved you dearly With pangs the jealous and timid know. So tenderly I loved you, so sincerely, I pray God grant another love you so. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna on May 24th, 2005, 8:15pm LOVE - what is love? A great and aching heart; Wrung hands; and silence; and a long despair. Life - what is life? Upon a moorland bare To see love coming and see love depart. ~~Robert Louis Stevenson~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by teagirl on May 25th, 2005, 4:19am Powerful words, Kianna. Isn't Millay great? And the Pushkin too. I love his poems. :) All is well. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna on May 28th, 2005, 6:18pm Thanks Teamay. ;) The Dream Love, if I weep it will not matter, And if you laugh I shall not care; Foolish am I to think about it, But it is good to feel you there. Love, in my sleep I dreamed of waking, -- White and awful the moonlight reached Over the floor, and somewhere, somewhere, There was a shutter loose, -- it screeched! Swung in the wind, -- and no wind blowing! -- I was afraid, and turned to you, Put out my hand to you for comfort, -- And you were gone! Cold, cold as dew, Under my hand the moonlight lay! Love, if you laugh I shall not care, But if I weep it will not matter, -- Ah, it is good to feel you there! ~~Edna St. Vincent Millay~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna on Jun 21st, 2005, 5:23pm I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire. I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly. Maybe January light will consume My heart with its cruel Ray, stealing my key to true calm. In this part of the story I am the one who Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood. ~~Pablo Neruda~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna on Jun 23rd, 2005, 4:21pm Love's Philosophy The fountains mingle with the river, And the rivers with the ocean; The winds of heaven mix forever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In another's being mingle-- Why not I with thine? See, the mountains kiss high heaven, And the waves clasp one another; No sister flower could be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea;-- What are all these kissings worth, If thou kiss not me? ~~Percy Bysshe Shelley~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by kianna on Jul 14th, 2005, 3:55pm A Ballad of Dreamland I hid my heart in a nest of roses, Out of the sun's way, hidden apart; In a softer bed then the soft white snow's is, Under the roses I hid my heart. Why would it sleep not? why should it start, When never a leaf of the rose-tree stirred? What made sleep flutter his wings and part? Only the song of a secret bird. Lie still, I said, for the wind's wing closes, And mild leaves muffle the keen sun's dart; Lie still, for the wind on the warm seas dozes, And the wind is unquieter yet than thou art. Does a thought in thee still as a thorn's wound smart? Does the fang still fret thee of hope deferred? What bids the lips of thy sleep dispart? Only the song of a secret bird. The green land's name that a charm encloses, It never was writ in the traveller's chart, And sweet on its trees as the fruit that grows is, It never was sold in the merchant's mart. The swallows of dreams through its dim fields dart, And sleep's are the tunes in its tree-tops heard; No hound's note wakens the wildwood hart, Only the song of a secret bird. ENVOI In the world of dreams I have chosen my part, To sleep for a season and hear no word Of true love's truth or of light love's art, Only the song of a secret bird. ~~Algernon Charles Swinburne~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by psyche on Jul 18th, 2005, 7:22pm SHE SAT AND SANG SHE sat and sang always By the green margin of a stream, Watching the fishes leap and play Beneath the glad sunbeam. I sat and wept always Beneath the moon's most shadowy beam, Watching the blossoms of the May Weep leaves into the stream. I wept for memory; She sang for hope that is so fair: My tears were swallowed by the sea; Her songs died in the air. ~~Christina Rosetti~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by Forgettable on Jul 21st, 2005, 8:05am RAIN It was a bright day yesterday, Lightning shocked me, Suddenly it RAINED. I stood out in it, Hoping by chance, You'd happen to come outside. Oh,you came,tried to stop the RAIN, But seemed that only the spot I was standing Where it's RAINing! But even if you did come out, I knew we'd never be like we were before. Maybe it's better you didn't come out, It's futile,I was already drenched. Besides, I needed not someone to talk to, But a therapist, from being drenched From the irrepressible RAIN. Oh,unbelievable! I made a poem! Although,I don't know the right pattern of making. Oh well....maybe, it was all formed by my deafening night. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by psyche on Jul 22nd, 2005, 8:53am ~~ Emily Dickinson~~ Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light. When you have done pray tell me, Then I, my thoughts, will dim. Haste! ‘lest while you’re lagging I may remember him! |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by psyche on Jul 30th, 2005, 5:43am Dream Land Where sunless rivers weep Their waves into the deep, She sleeps a charmed sleep: Awake her not. Led by a single star, She came from very far To seek where shadows are Her pleasant lot. She left the rosy morn, She left the fields of corn, For twilight cold and lorn And water springs. Through sleep, as through a veil, She sees the sky look pale, And hears the nightingale That sadly sings. Rest, rest, a perfect rest Shed over brow and breast; Her face is toward the west, The purple land. She cannot see the grain Ripening on hill and plain; She cannot feel the rain Upon her hand. Rest, rest, for evermore Upon a mossy shore; Rest, rest at the heart's core Till time shall cease: Sleep that no pain shall wake; Night that no morn shall break Till joy shall overtake Her perfect peace. ~~Christina Georgina Rossett~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by psyche on Aug 17th, 2005, 6:13pm I'd rather have the thought of you To hold against my heart, My spirit to be taught of you With west winds blowing, Than all the warm caresses Of another love's bestowing, Or all the glories of the world In which you had no part. I'd rather have the theme of you To thread my nights and days, I'd rather have the dream of you With faint stars glowing, I'd rather have the want of you, The rich, elusive taunt of you Forever and forever and forever unconfessed Than claim the alien comfort Of any other's breast. O lover! O my lover, That this should come to me! I'd rather have the hope of you, Ah, Love, I'd rather grope for you Within the great abyss Than claim another's kiss- Alone I'd rather go my way Throughout eternity. ~~Angela Morgan~~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by mercedeezman on Aug 20th, 2005, 3:56pm To a few of u who know me, this will be familiar... The Search For Tomorrow He opens his eyes and stretches to the call of the dawn. He gets out of bed and dresses, and then, he stifles a yawn. He looks into his mirror, shakes his head in dismay. The clock turned and date changed, but really it's still yesterday. Just past his door is a bright new day where everything sparkles with dew. He steps outside to yesterday's life, while the birds' soft singing is renewed. And when the day is over and he's back in his bed, it's sometimes hard to fight the sorrow, because the roads are cold and lessons hard, in the forever search for tomorrow. -me |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by NorKay on Aug 21st, 2005, 1:47am on 08/20/05 at 15:56:26, mercedeezman wrote:
Very nice.No wonder your GF is so in love with you. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by earthlingorgeous on Aug 22nd, 2005, 8:30am on 08/21/05 at 01:47:20, NorKay wrote:
Haha Krissy I just said that in my comment there in love poems ... Yup he is a catch and he doesn't know that...that's why I'm here to let him know how he is worthy of all good things in life ... |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by Anani Kalea on Sep 19th, 2005, 7:17pm I'm looking at this star tonight, Wishing wishes would come true. I wonder where I stand and look If you see the same star too. Does the darkness overwhelm you, Where you stand and look tonight? Do you see the star I’m watching? Could we both stand in it's light? Tonight although there's miles between us, Perhaps our souls will somehow meet. At the point this star begins, Our hearts will find their beat. Do you feel the need for someone, To fulfill your empty life? I'm wishing for the same thing, As I watch this star tonight. This gentle breeze I'm feeling, Calms my heart of sorrow. I'm wondering will it find you, And soothe your heart tomorrow. A hopeless born romantic, Ever searching for true love. Wishing wishes in the darkness To this star that hangs above. ~william mae~ |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by nOrKAy on Dec 15th, 2005, 8:29am http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b234/kriswen/1.jpg by John Fletcher How long shall I pine for love? How long shall I sue in vain? How long like the turtle-dove Shall I heavily thus complain? Shall the sails of my love stand still? Shall the grists of my hopes be unground? Oh fie, oh fie, oh fie, oh fie! Let the mill, let the mill go round. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by bad_day_me on Jan 19th, 2007, 6:30pm Seek Not My Heart by Kit McCallum Oh gentle winds 'neath moonlit skies, Do not you hear my heartfelt cries? Below the branches, here about, Do not you sense my fear and doubt? Side glistening rivers, sparkling streams, Do not you hear my woeful screams? Upon the meadows, touched with dew, Do not you see my hearts a'skew? Beneath the thousand twinkling stars, Do not you feel my jagged scars? Seek not my mournful heart kind breeze, For you'll not find it 'mongst these trees. It's scattered 'cross the moonlit skies, Accompanied by heartfelt sighs. It's drifting o're the gentle rain, A symbol of my silent pain. It's buried 'neath the meadow fair, Conjoined with all the sorrow there. It's lost among the stars this night, Too far to ease my quiet fright. No gentle winds, seek not my heart, For simply ... it has torn apart. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by bad_day_me on Feb 22nd, 2008, 7:16pm Little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures, and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love. |
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Title: Re: Sad Poems Post by bad_day_me on Oct 8th, 2009, 4:54pm :'( For everything there must come a last. A last minute, a last hour, a last month, day, or year. A last drink, a last coke, a last tequila, scotch, or beer. A last love, a last heart, a last kiss, hug, or rage... Or even the last words written on a page. But the worst last thing is your last breath because what is to follow will surely be your death. |
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