Poems About: SAD

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

  • 325.
    Why me?

    Why I'm I always sad?
    why do I always feel sad when I am happy as well?
    Why do I feel sad even if I don't want to be?
    Why do I cry when i'm sad? read more »

    Christina Green
  • 326.
    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
  • 327.
    Sad Night

    On the eve of my 21st birthday
    I sat alone in freezing temperatures
    I walked upon snow and almost slipped on frozen water
    The sky was clear above me as a plane flew over head read more »

    Jesse Tampa
  • 328.
    I Only Bcom Sad

    Wen i rememba wat u did
    I want to b angry
    But rather i bcom sad
    Hw u broke my heart and threw d piece at me read more »

    Ezediuno Louis Odinakaose
  • 329.
    Insane But Glad

    Yesterday I went to the mountains
    And yelled up high with all my migth
    Came down trolling and falling
    And saw a man with a co at his right read more »

    Ketan Hukare
  • 330.
    The Sad Dam! !

    The sad dam! !
    Dried,
    Without water;
    Wire, aspire! read more »

    Edward Kofi Louis
  • 331.
    Immortal Dawn

    Selfcontrol and a dissaperance
    Everything makes perfet sense
    They are mixing with sad genes
    They think thats the keys read more »

    A Dark Lifetime ...
  • 332.
    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
  • 333.
    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
  • 334.
    (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
  • 335.
    Amongst Wealth And Fame

    Amongst wealth and fame there is great poverty
    With such things should not happen here most would agree
    A poor homeless bloke with only a mattress for a bed
    On the embankment under a railway underpass for six months lay dead. read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 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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