sad poetry
The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.
Smiles
Today is all smiles. It's great to see that glimmer in your beautiful eyes. I wonder if I could persuade you to look past my imperfections? Not see the flaws I see in myself. Today is all smiles. I love to see you this way. I miss the way you used to look at me like I was something special to you. I want to be closer with you. I don't know how to get there. I feel like I am lost. I catch myself holding my breath. It gets hard to breathe. I hate wanting like this. It's like an addiction. Maybe worse even. I don't need to be anything but happy. I want you to believe me. I want you to see it in me. Why do you always make me feel this way?
By john noakes8 years ago in Poets
Sticks and Stones
Stick and stones will break my bones but words will never break me first appeared in 1862, but have the times changed? Now we sit and exchange words behind a screen and have no social interaction. With sticks and stones you can see the pain you are causing someone but with the tongue, you'll never know. Every word that comes out of your mouth is like rocks being shot out of a catapult aiming straight for my heart. The stories you tell beat me and leave me breathless. Your tongue haunts me when the lights go off and all I hear is your voice. Your voice, follows me into the shower, into my bed, down the hallway, you are wherever I am. Sticks and stones might break my bones but your words might kill me first.
By Lindsay emert8 years ago in Poets
