Best Sad Poems

You're sad because you're sad.
It's psychic. It's the age. It's chemical.
Go see a shrink or take a pill,
or hug your sadness like an eyeless doll
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Once, when I was young and true,
Someone left me sad-
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.
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My tears are like the quiet drift
Of petals from some magic rose;
And all my grief flows from the rift
Of unremembered skies and snows.
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COME away, come away, death,
   And in sad cypres let me be laid;
Fly away, fly away, breath;
   I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
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Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets
towards your oceanic eyes.

There in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens and flames,
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URNS and odours bring away!
   Vapours, sighs, darken the day!
Our dole more deadly looks than dying;
   Balms and gums and heavy cheers,
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'And ask ye why these sad tears stream?'

‘Te somnia nostra reducunt.’
OVID.
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Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
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A true friend is always there for you
A true friend will help you no matter ther problem
A true friend is like a sister, she knows your better, than you know yourself
A true friend is someone who knows when you're sad, ans can cheer you up when you need it most
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Be not sad because all men
Prefer a lying clamour before you:
Sweetheart, be at peace again -- -
Can they dishonour you?
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Oh, I'd been better dying,
Oh, I was slow and sad;
A fool I was, a-crying
About a cruel lad!
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FANCY, who leads the pastimes of the glad,
Full oft is pleased a wayward dart to throw;
Sending sad shadows after things not sad,
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sway with me, everything sad -
madmen in stone houses
without doors,
lepers steaming love and song
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I met Tu Fu on a mountaintop
in August when the sun was hot.

Under the shade of his big straw hat
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I hoped that he would love me,
And he has kissed my mouth,
But I am like a stricken bird
That cannot reach the south.
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Sad sad sad in blue
For sad sad sad you
The moon is all bluish tonight
The night is all dark out side
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She wore a 'terra-cotta' dress,
And we stayed, because of the pelting storm,
Within the hansom's dry recess,
Though the horse had stopped; yea, motionless
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Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,
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Rough wind, that moanest loud
Grief too sad for song;
Wild wind, when sullen cloud
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The story's told
Of long ago
About a statue
With a head of gold
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While drawing a circle,
A ray of sun that slips on your sad face
Is not only a ray, it is the light.
Moreover, my feelings
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A young man of strong body, weakened by hunger, sat on the walker's portion of the street stretching his hand toward all who passed, begging and repeating his hand toward all who passed, begging and repeating the sad song of his defeat in life, while suffering from hunger and from humiliation.

When night came, his lips and tongue were parched, while his hand was still as empty as his stomach.
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When He smiles,
I smile too,
When He cries,
I cry too
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All the words that I utter,
And all the words that I write,
Must spread out their wings untiring,
And never rest in their flight,
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Sometimes I kind of feel sad and bored
So I decide to have a little chat with the Lord
I tell Him just what has been bothering me
I know He understands and He will see
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THINK not of it, sweet one, so;---
Give it not a tear;
Sigh thou mayst, and bid it go
Any---anywhere.
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The sound of laughter is a thing of beauty for laughter spreads the very gift of joy
That people they are drawn to happy people is not that hard for to understand why
Since everybody wishes to be happy and laughter it spreads happiness around
And only the heartless could not like the sound of laughter for laughter is a very happy sound,
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Gentle lady, do not sing
Sad songs about the end of love;
Lay aside sadness and sing
How love that passes is enough.
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Apple-green west and an orange bar,
And the crystal eye of a lone, one star . . .
And, "Child, take the shears and cut what you will,
Frost to-night -- so clear and dead-still."
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sad for all the time my embrace was empty of you
sad for being stubborn to be sad

sad for touching objects baring your presence
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I asked the Zebra:

Are you black with white stripes?
Or white with black stripes?
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There was a rose that faded young;
I saw its shattered beauty hung
Upon a broken stem.
I heard them say, "What need to care
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The voices make you blue
This is sad but true
Now suicide is waiting for you
This is sad but true
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Speak to me
when I am lonesome,
weak, and sad;
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I woo'd a woman once,
But she was sharper than an eastern wind.
Tennyson
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No more my little song comes back;
And now of nights I lay
My head on down, to watch the black
And wait the unfailing gray.
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They all want to play Hamlet.
They have not exactly seen their fathers killed
Nor their mothers in a frame-up to kill,
Nor an Ophelia lying with dust gagging the heart,
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A sunset's mounded cloud;
A diamond evening-star;
Sad blue hills afar;
Love in his shroud.
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Awake, sad heart, whom sorrow ever drowns ;
Take up thine eyes, which feed on earth ;
Unfold thy forehead, gathered into frowns ;
Thy Saviour comes, and with Him mirth :
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SIT down, sad soul, and count
The moments flying:
Come,—tell the sweet amount
That ’s lost by sighing!
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What shall I your true love tell,
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I have been through the woods to-day
And the leaves were falling,
Summer had crept away,
And the birds were not calling.
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Long-felt desires, hopes as long as vain--
sad sighs--slow tears accustomed to run sad
into as many rivers as two eyes could add,
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DESPAIRING cries float ceaselessly toward me, day and night,
The sad voice of Death--the call of my nearest lover, putting forth,
alarmed, uncertain,
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Call him not heretic whose works attest
His faith in goodness by no creed confessed.
Whatever in love's name is truly done
To free the bound and lift the fallen one
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AUTUMN is over the long leaves that love us,
And over the mice in the barley sheaves;
Yellow the leaves of the rowan above us,
And yellow the wet wild-strawberry leaves.
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Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around he here;
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear!
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* It coasts nothing, but creates much.

* It enriches those who receive without impoverishing those who gave
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Poor melancholy bird---that all night long
Tell'st to the Moon, thy tale of tender woe;
From what sad cause can such sweet sorrow flow,
And whence this mournful melody of song?
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You look at me with sad green eyes,
I'm overcome with feeling-
Such deep emotion they disguise,
Yet send my senses reeling; They speak to me of loneliness
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I am very sad
Not for today
As I feel
The presence of them all
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My sad heart slobbers at the poop
my heart covered with tobacco-spit
They spew streams of soup at it
My sad heart drools at the poop
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My voice that is for you the languid one, and gentle,
Disturbs the velvet of the dark night's mantle,
By my bedside, a candle, my sad guard,
Burns, and my poems ripple and merge in flood --
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After eating lunch, I feel so sleepy.
Waking later, I sip two bowls of tea,

then notice shadows aslant, the sun
already low in the southwest again.
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On this cold, gray-wintry day,
The sun is nowhere to be found.

Listen! I hear the rain:
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Jenny kiss'd me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
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By ways remote and distant waters sped,
Brother, to thy sad grave-side am I come,
That I may give the last gifts to the dead,
And vainly parley with thine ashes dumb:
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When the sun shines LIFE GOES ON
When the rain falls LIFE GOES ON
When the sun shines or the rain falls LIFE GOES ON.
When you're happy LIFE GOES ON
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Sad women always get up
to make breakfast for their children,
To tell him, ''have a nice day''
Sad women go to work and always do their best,
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There is a man sleeping in the Cavity wall
His height barely fits when he lies down
In a slightly towering building something has fallen in party wall
Because of sleepiness that he doesn't care tool his hoedown
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I am enjoying everything! With your eyes!
the incessant rain on a valley, the blessing of a sun-kissed day,
the snow-capped mountain-peaks,
the glorious sandy beach, the glow
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To meet, to know, to love--and then to part,
Is the sad tale of many a human heart.
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Sometimes i cry,
because i am on my own
The tears I cry R bitter and warm
they flow with life but take no form
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As I sat down by Saddle Stream
To bathe my dusty feet there,
A boy was standing on the bridge
Any girl would meet there.
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Alien streets where
he wants to get lost

Woman`s veins which he follows
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The grapes are ready
The wheat stands ripe
Rear end is coming
May be here tonight
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Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,
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As I stare at the moon above
Can't help but to feel sad
That I am admiring it alone
Admiring the beautiful moon.
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Somewhere on the other side of this wide night
and the distance between us, I am thinking of you.
The room is turning slowly away from the moon.
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Lyrics are my heart's
Stories of Pain,
Like the soft looks of
The winter morning Sun.
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Once I was sitting under the tree.The sun sit in a muddy spring.
The flowers were crying beside me. And a bird wounded his wing.
I raised my sight, awh what I see... A storm and great thundering.
I worried, what will happen to me. I was lost in a mysterious ring.
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Call me when you breathe in your sad universe
To feel you and to love you in my sad verse,
Because I know so well that from the same clay
Our souls and cosmic dust were made yesterday.
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Sad eyes
Sad heart
Sad days
When apart
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IF of us two might only one be glad,
Pain I’d pursue, and struggle to be sad.
If of us two one only might be great,
Safely obscure I’d triumph in my fate.
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THEY bear him to his resting-place--
In slow procession sweeping by;
I follow at a stranger's space;
His kindred they, his sweetheart I.
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when winter's all withered
all greens and gardens
all yards and yawns
all houses and lawns
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'O paths whereon wild grasses wave,
O valleys, hillsides, forests hoar!
Why are ye silent as the grave?'
'For one who came, and comes no more!'
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Dark falls upon the hills of Georgia,
I hear Aragva's roar.
I'm sad and light, my grief - transparent,
My sorrow is suffused with you,
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I am a girl that’s sad
I wonder if people understand me.
I hear people talking about me
I hear my people dying.
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I HAD not known before
Forever was so long a word.
The slow stroke of the clock of time
I had not heard.
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Friendship
By Alf Hutchison

To whom do you turn when sad and forlorn?
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By the sad waters of separation
Where we have wandered by divers ways,
I have but the shadow and imitation
Of the old memorial days.
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(After Heine.)


The sad rain falls from Heaven,
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THERE is no laughter in the natural world
Of beast or fish or bird, though no sad doubt
Of their futurity to them unfurled
Has dared to check the mirth-compelling shout.
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BALLAD FOR THE TIMES' SPECIAL SILVER NUMBER

Sez the Times a silver lining
Is what has set us pining,
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Would I might wake St. Francis in you all,
Brother of birds and trees, God's Troubadour,
Blinded with weeping for the sad and poor;
Our wealth undone, all strict Franciscan men,
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Oh! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade,
Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid:
Sad, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed,
As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head.
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Weep you no more, sad fountains;
What need you flow so fast?
Look how the snowy mountains
Heaven's sun doth gently waste.
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Having seen them long,
I hold the flowers so dear
That when they scatter
I find it all the more sad
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Stormy clouds delirious straying,
Showers of whirling snowflakes white,
And the pallid moonbeams waning--
Sad the heavens, sad the night!
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We watch'd her breathing thro' the night,
Her breathing soft and low,
As in her breast the wave of life
Kept heaving to and fro.
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man is not bad
atleast according to him
man is not evil
atleast according to him
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Light love in a mist, by the midsummer moon misguided,
Scarce seen in the twilight garden if gloom insist,
Seems vainly to seek for a star whose gleam has derided
Light love in a mist.
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Happiness and sadness
Both in contrast
You are happy to have finished
But sad to come last
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There is a pain in my heart
that brings tears in my eyes
I am sad because my love hurts me
My love, like a sky without clouds,
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A news of sad demise

Is a tide of separation that
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I'd Rather have Fingers than Toes;
I'd Rather have Ears than a Nose;
And As for my Hair,
I'm Glad it's All There;
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Bird of the bitter bright grey golden morn
Scarce risen upon the dusk of dolorous years,
First of us all and sweetest singer born
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sad...
man grows old too soon
even when the whole world
stands there afresh to remind him
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