Sad Poems and Poetry

I Think Of You

I miss you, It’s hard not to see you everyday.
I love you , for a very long time
I need you to take this pain away that i’m inhaling.
hard to breathe , knowing you are there without me
I think of you …

your voice is in my mind .
your personality that I fell for , cause you treated me right. your laugh that brighten’s my day
words that you said , that I couldn’t explain
you Just said them right.

Read more


Email This Poem

Dark Pool

I cry, fall and die into a dark pool of nothingness
Death is an exit no-one should have to take
Love and hatred echo from the screaming walls
All whilst the duo sit in silent conversation.

Staring at the devastation around them
At what has fallen into the hole
Nothing falls out from the hole
Where emotions boil and spill over.

Read more


Email This Poem

My Llulaby

Your life silent there before me
Your tears maybe be nothing to me
The love you never gave, i give to you
Dont really deserve it,
But now theres nothing you can do
So sleep in your only memory, of me my dearest lover
Heres a llulaby to close your eyes.
It was always you that i despised
Read more


Email This Poem

I Gave Her My Heart

I gave her my heart,
she crushes it.
I gave her my soul ,
she kills it .
I laid down her knees,
she walks above me.
Read more


Email This Poem

Italia

ITALIA! thou art fallen, though with sheen
Of battle-spears thy clamorous armies stride
From the north Alps to the Sicilian tide!
Ay! fallen, though the nations hail thee Queen
Because rich gold in every town is seen,
And on thy sapphire lake in tossing pride
Of wind-filled vans thy myriad galleys ride
Beneath one flag of red and white and green.
Read more


Email This Poem

Easter Day

THE silver trumpets rang across the Dome:
The people knelt upon the ground with awe:
And borne upon the necks of men I saw,
Like some great God, the Holy Lord of Rome.
Priest-like, he wore a robe more white than foam,
And, king-like, swathed himself in royal red,
Three crowns of gold rose high upon his head:
In splendour and in light the Pope passed home.
Read more


Email This Poem

San Miniato

See, I have climbed the mountain side
Up to this holy house of God,
Where once that Angel-Painter trod
Who saw the heavens opened wide,

And throned upon the crescent moon
The Virginal white Queen of Grace, -
Mary! could I but see thy face
Death could not come at all too soon.

Read more


Email This Poem

Grief

There was ten men hauling on the lee fore brace
In the rain an’ the drivin’ hail,
An’ the mile-long graybeards chargin’ by,
An’ the thunderin’ Cape Horn gale.

(That dark it was, you scarce could see
Your hand before your face;
That cold it was, our fingers froze
Stiff as they gripped the brace. Read more


Email This Poem

Almost to Jealousy

SO proud she was to die
It made us all ashamed
That what we cherished, so unknown
To her desire seemed.
So satisfied to go
Read more


Email This Poem

Pain Has an Element of Blank

PAIN has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.
It has no future but itself,
Its infinite realms contain
Read more


Email This Poem