Poems About: SAD
Poems on / about :
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313.'Bottled Up Feelings'
Everytime I think of you
Nostalgic - because I miss talking to you
Sad - because not talking for you longer than a day (makes me feel sad) read more »Nick Bell
Camelot, rich imagination of mystery and power,
King Arthur, Merlin, the magic sword of Excalibur.
Fair maiden Guinevere, Arthur's queen,
A beloved wife, but faithful not, read more »Julia Ann Holliday
The Pangs of death
Shroud me in mystery
I am so lonely
Left to dance alone read more »Ashleigh Leona Mellon
316.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
You don't need a bottle of wine.
Throw away your staccato way of speaking.
I've listened long enough.
Oh, I still love to listen, read more »bob barci
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
319.Sad to see him go
Its sad to see him go,
Go away to nothingness,
He made me feel pity for me,
Myself pity, read more »Jennifer Rondeau
320.I feel alone
I am married but yet I feel alone
I feel really depressed and sad
knowone knows what I feel inside knowone cares
I sit and cry all the time and knowone bothers to ask why or if there is something they can do read more »TANIA HERNANDEZ
321.The eyes of Love!
I see you standing there.
My mind goes into autopilot judgement mode.
Unaware of your past. I judge your future.
Forgive me bearded man with the sad, sad eyes. read more »Vonda Overlie
Sad port of Anzio
you sadden me
Gardens and flowers
bathed in brindisi read more »robert dickerson
323.Sad And Lonely
As I started sipping
my daily lovely coffee
A race of memories just began in my mind
of old days, the hard and the easy read more »Taher Shemaly
Sad is the thought of sunniest days
Of love and rapture perished,
And shine through memory's tearful haze
The eyes once fondliest cherished. read more »John Hay