Sad Poems
+4I can’t tell you anything, anymore,
These nights get hard, but I have something to look for.
I remember us looking at the sky,
I remember just wanting to drown.
I remember wishing we could fly,
Now I just want to fall down.
You own no part,
I can be anything I want to be.
Tired of your endings, I’ll make a start,
Sadly, it won’t be us, just me.
I only tell you little,
Because you’ll feel better with a lie.
But honestly, I only talk to you,
To make sure you’re still alive.
We can’t just stand here,
We can’t be happy alone.
Sadness is lovely company with fear,
When you’re on your own.
If only I could shake these feelings,
Feelings of despair.
If only I could shake these feelings,
The feelings that mean I care.
This poem was written/submitted by Psuedonymous Fog.
+2 I walked away that morning,
Without a backward glance.
I didn’t know that moment
Was going to be our last.
The last time I would hold you,
Or see your lovely face.
The last time I would kiss you
And feel your strong embrace.
So solid and so real,
So vibrant and alive,
A happy face with twinkling eyes,
My fine young man, my child.
My first-born son, my Adam,
The apple of my eye.
So cruelly taken from me,
We never said goodbye.
The shattered remnant of my heart
Is strangely beating, still,
With holes so black and fathomless
No light could ever fill.
I don’t know how I face each day
Without my darling boy.
Gone is all the happiness,
The love of life, the joy.
The years stretch on before me
So bleak and dark and long,
I pray you walk beside me, son
And help to keep me strong.
And when my life is over,
Come to me on that day,
And smile at me and hold me tight
And carry me away.
The wind that whispers through the trees,
The brightest star at night,
A rainbow on a dismal day,
A shaft of golden light.
All these are signs you send to me,
Your message from above,
That even death can’t break the bonds,
Of Son and Mother Love…
This poem was written/submitted by Tracy Lamont.
+9There was a time, a night or day,
When I knew love had passed away
It wasn’t with a rush it left
But deftly, silent, out it crept.
And before I could restrict its flow
It left me here, no where to go
And though I tried with all my might
I knew that I had lost this fight.
The depths of loss where now my world
And round and round my mind it twirled
Just like a child who’d lost his way,
And then it came that special day.
The day that came I can’t forget,
Because my love that’s when we met.
And if by chance, I looked at you and
I saw me, our souls where two.
The soul I saw was not just new,
We’d loved before, you know that too.
In other times, before this life
I think you may have been my wife,
If not a wife, a lover then, but we where one
And are again.
The feelings that we have are rare, a beacon to the others there
That when you think that all is lost
The hand of fait, the dice where tossed.
Or was it fait, or something more, that led us to this open door
Whatever thing has brought us near; I know that I will never fear
Because in life we’ve met anew, and when I die ill look for you,
The star-crossed lovers always meet, the love we feel we can rep
This poem was written/submitted by Mike Read.
+5It all started, the day I was born,
My abuelito said his family was what he lived for.
His wife, my momma, my aunties & my uncles,
Ready to protect me with a pair of brass knuckles.
He promised I would be the one he held high,
Just knowing that he loves me, makes me wanna cry.
& one day after school, seeing him sleeping in his bed,
Waking up to my momma crying, saying he was dead.
That day, the whole fucking world just stopped.
I could’ve fucking sworn that my heart just dropped.
I’ll never forget the man that said, “I love you,”
Knowing those three words so fucking true,
He told me to keep the nasty boys out of my mind,
Wishing that was playing in my head at the time…
I was wooped over a wanna be Norputo,
But, lookin back at it now, I was a stupid little girl, though.
& on our first date, I thought a kiss was just enough,
Until he pulled me closer & said, “Baby, lets fuck.”
He said he loves me, but its him I cant trust,
& still my abuelito looks down in disgust.
So Dear Grandpa, i sat here, & wrote this, & thought it through,
So I wanna say three words i didnt get to say: “I love You”
This poem was written/submitted by Psychoe.
+7The days are long without you here,
I’ve sat and cried a thousand tears,
That cruel fate, did my life, destroy
And take away my lovely boy,
But you can wipe my tears away,
You walk beside me, every day.
The looming years that, more or less,
Just fill me with unhappiness,
Are speckled with some happy times,
When rainbows brighten up the skies.
I know you’re never far away,
You walk beside me, every day.
There will be anniversaries
And celebrations, that you’ll miss.
Oh, Adam, how we’ll miss you, then!
Your booming laugh, your cheeky grin,
But you’ll be there, you’ll find a way,
You walk beside us, every day.
Sometimes I dream that I’m awake,
And find it’s all a big mistake,
That you are here! You’re safe and well!
With hugs and smiles and tales to tell,
And in my mind I hear you say,
“I walk beside you, every day.”
The road ahead is hard and steep,
With hills to climb and furrows, deep,
And life will never be as good
As when you, here beside us, stood,
But we believe that here you stay,
You walk beside us, every day.
At night you gently touch my cheek
And memories are mine to keep
Of my sweet son, so deeply missed.
Since that first day, your head I kissed
Inside my heart, forever stay
And walk beside me, every day.
Love you forever, Adam, from mom xxxxx
Tracy Lamont.
This poem was written/submitted by Tracy Lamont.
+8 Being your mother makes me so proud,
Watching you grow, so tall, handsome, loud!
My beautiful child who filled me with joy,
Remembering when you were my baby boy,
Your whole life ahead,
The world at your feet,
Knowing one day you would leave..
Many years filled with good times and bad,
A heart full of memories, happy and sad,
A lifetime of living, a short space of time,
A gift taken back that can never be mine,
From boy to a man in the blink of an eye,
From life into death without saying goodbye,
It only hurts when I breath…
Tracy Lamont, April 2010.
This poem was written/submitted by Tracy Lamont.
+8 Love is more than a game,
Love is also Pain
Pain is What I feel ,
And ofcourse pain is real.
Every Night
and every sight
I cry
Because I wish I could die
Without your love
Im nuthing but a Annoying little bug < /3
This poem was written/submitted by tarah dandridge .
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