#sadpoetry poems on Hello Poetry

SF Aug 1

Hola, soy yo de nuevo
¿Me acuerdas?
De pronto no,
Y sinceramente no importa.

Hola, soy yo de nuevo,
Vine a buscarte a tu colegio
¿Me recuerdas?
Olvídalo, soy un desconocido.

Hola, soy yo de nuevo
Te sigo pensando a pesar de todo,
¿Me recuerdas?
Uh... Me miras feo,.disculpa me equivoqué.

Hola, soy yo de nuevo,
Vaya, al parecer no me reconoces,
Bueno, gracias por tu tiempo,
Aunque no lo sepas un desconocido te extraña...

Hola, soy yo de nuevo,
Perdón tanta insistencia,
Sigo sin dejar de pensarte,
Ojalá te vuelva a ver.

Hola soy yo de nuevo,
Ojalá dejar de escribir esto,
Y simplemente te vuelvas a aparecer,
Si, estos son gritos de ayuda.

#poetry #sadpoetry #lostlove #melancholy #nostalgia #loneliness #unrequitedlove #heartache #emotionalwriting #deepthoughts

abyss Jul 11

Curse or Blessing?

It’s a curse —
or maybe it’s a blessing.
It’s not my place to judge —
I’d only be biased,
so I let you judge for me.
A cup filled with water,
add a little more and
it will overflow,
spill every which way.
I’m a cup, overflowing with love,
spilling in every direction,
sometimes landing in harsh hands,
promising eternity,
but those hands leave
once their thirst is quenched.
So I wait,
a full cup left untouched
in an empty castle,
hoping for a king.
Is it a curse,
believing in a throne
no one wants to sit on?
Going through phony princes,
pretending to be kings!
Is it a blessing,
to still hold this much love
and not let it rot —
or is it a curse?

Overflowing with feelings again.
This one came from that slow ache kind of love
where you give and give, and still wait for someone to see the throne you’ve built for them.

#freeverse #loveandloss #unrequitedlove #romanticmetaphor #emotionalwriting #selfreflection #sadpoetry #castlesandcups

Zwitch Jun 2

On Street Signs

I see your name on street signs
and on coffee shop menus
in book dedications
price tags at grocery stores
and the credits of films

I see your name in subway ads
graffitied on bathroom walls
on receipts I don’t keep
the backs of cereal boxes
and mail left on counters

I see your name on headstones
in Wifi passwords taped to walls
library cards
wedding invitations
even divorce papers

I see your name scratched into desks
wet cement
faded concert tickets
on every form I fill out
and on every form I don’t

I see your name
in all the wrong places
just letters
cruelly arranged
in public

#love #name #lost #sadpoetry #brokenhearted #heartache #poem #you

ash May 24

just a feeling

i've used pain to combat grief
perhaps i'll forever be a broken radio,
humming the same old tune
on the same old default settings.
no one to repair, not one soul to listen.
but i promise to play that random night
when u need the same old comforting,
the same old recurring.

#poetry #griefpoetry #emotionalwriting #sadpoetry #brokenradio #latenightthoughts #deepthoughts #painandgrief #softspoken #melancholypoetry

Deona Spiteri May 11

7 Seconds

Everything suddenly went quiet
So peaceful, so relaxing..
I can't hear a thing, except
the faint sound of my own footsteps,
even though I can't feel the ground.

Everything's moving, yet nothing makes a sound.
Lips changing form, yet no words are spoken aloud.
Running and screaming, still nothing.
I've seen all this before.

These are the best moments of my life.
Yet I can't bring myself to feel happy about it.
I can't feel happy or sad or all the emotions in between.
I try to reach out for these memories, but nothings what it seems.

This world was so enchanting, so peaceful that it felt like death.
So peaceful in fact, I couldn't even hear the screams and tears.
Couldn't hear anything more.
Couldn't move, couldn't see anything,
apart from that which has been seen.

The door closed. It felt like forever, when it was really just 7 seconds.
In those 7 seconds, I relive what was best.
7 seconds of true peace and happiness.
7 seconds of tears of fear.
7 seconds for my blood to turn yellow.
7 seconds for my eyes to lose their spark.
The eyes that once were bright, now hollow.

This poem was originally inspired by the fact that your brain replays it's best memories for 7 minutes before dying! :)

#7seconds #sadpoetry #angst #death #beautiful

Ella Apr 4

CONUNDRUMS

I have been told by numerous individuals not to let this pain consume me.

But how do I do that, when grace is the biggest tragedy I've ever known?

The breath of life itself feels like an utmost betrayal,

like as though salt of the earth is mocking my sheer will to be.

I don't know how to exist outside myself,

Outside this body that has only witnessed departures of the ones who vowed to stay within, beside,...... always.

Outside this mind that is on par with the despair that has seemed to last longer than it promised to; begged to.

I have been told,
numerously,
not to dwell on what was,
/what could have been,
/what will never be,
/what should have been if only I hadn't resembled the person that I was on most days.

............I should have led him to false truths.

After all,
The houses built on lies, seem to harbor the strongest foundations,
the simplest facades.......

The idealistic framework of a hope that has sworn to stay.

4th April 2025 8:31am

©Ella_I

#sad #sadpoetry #heartbreak #poem #loss #love

Payal Chapre Mar 24

Dar tujhe khone ka

डर है,
हाँ है,
डर तुझे खोने का,
तेरा मेरे पास न होने का,
तेरे लिए होकर भी न होने का,
या फिर शायद तेरा किसी और का हो जाने का।

कैसे भूलूं तेरे साथ बिताए हुए सारे पल,
कैसे संभालूं खुद को जब तू नहीं होगा मेरे पास कल,
अपना होकर भी अपना नहीं तू,
बस इसी बात से खफ़ा हूँ।

इतना भी क्या ज़रूरी है तेरा जाना?
नहीं हूँ तेरे लायक, चल ये भी माना,
पर क्या इतना आसान है तेरे लिए मुझे खोना,
आसान है सब कुछ ख़त्म कर भूल जाना?

ना जाने कैसा खेल खेल रही है ज़िंदगी,
हर चीज़ पर रुला रही ये मुझे,
सब कुछ सही हो जाएगा,
बस एक बार कह दे,
कि तू कहीं नहीं जाएगा!

कुछ जज़्बात शब्दों में उतर आए... ये दिल की बात है, शायद किसी और के दिल से भी मिल जाए! ❤️

#shayari #hindipoetry #love #sadpoetry #heartbreak #feelings #hindishayari #dard #zindagi

SHARJEEL RIZWAN Mar 12

ZAROORI THA

Ya raaton ka kasoor thodi tha,
Chand bhi tanha tha mera jaisa,
Magar uska noor thodi tha.

Aankhon ne kehna bohot kuch tha,
Magar uska aana, uski baat banana,
Sirf ek khwab tha,
Pir jaagna bhi zaroori tha.

#romanenglish #sadpoetry

maxx Feb 18

at my best

i fear this may be
me at my best—
half-hearted smiles
held together by thread,
words that choke
before they leave.

if this is all
i have to give,
then what good
am i to anyone?

even my shadows
have grown bored
of following me.

is this all I ever will be? all I ever feel? i hope not.

#sadpoetry #depression #anxiety #bpd

Danilo Baeta Nov 2024

Souvlaki

(crack)
Go ahead, babe;
hang in there.
Your heart's light hasn't faded;
it’s inside, crying for your love.

I won't lie to you;
surely you are like a rabbit.
That's what you smell like.
Deep down, it's your real name.

Although maybe you
have no idea about the reason
for your name.
So peaceful, but a bit of a funny one.

I call you "rabbit” —
Cos you're truly healing.
So, this time, I plead,
be a cure-all,
by
wipe away the tears.

**** your darlings;
they won't let you see the truth.
By all means, **** them,
as they echo within the walls
of your roomy soul.

Don't pick up a gun,
That would only be a tragedy.
Any blood shed for the sake
of despair is no good.
It's like a raw holocaust
with no divine smell.

Rather, you should use the soul's shield,
which is your only watchman;
Feel the right to be a daisy,
with an open heart for the unknown.
Deep down,
you've been crying for that.

Now my beloved bunny,
sip your medicine.
Drain off those raindrops from your eyes,
And never forsake you.

(sip-sip)

#emotional #deep #dreamy #calm #selflove #shoegaze #beatpoetry #sadpoetry #melancholypoetry