Top 33 Sad Poem Quotes
#1. It is better to be a sad poem than a blank page.
Matt Haig
#2. Dreaming of getting you
I loosed everything
Cheerfulness of smile
And all the dreams of life
Hasil Paudyal
#3. May be its mine bad-luck
Or yours not to get me
But I still have hope
Of being yours
Hasil Paudyal
#4. ...and when we die
we die alone
I cry, I cry alone
Like a piece of stone
I am thrown
into the wavy ocean of life
to atone...to atone
Only to atone...
Munia Khan
#5. Please don't tell me, it was less painful than a broken backbone, a forgotten poem, a lost home.
Khadija Rupa
#6. I'll keep looking- till that watery reflection of mine in your eye, rolls down as a tear. I'll keep looking till we finally look away like our lives never met. Let's cheat destiny as if we never knew each other. Let's do this last thing together.
Jasleen Kaur Gumber
#7. What else is a poem about?
The rhythm and the images buried in the language. All the ways you can build an emotion with words, but you can't just write 'I feel sad.' I mean, you can, but it's not poetry ... I think it has to be experienced instead of studied. You step into it.
Garret Freymann-Weyr
#8. tears swell
in the wells
of my eyes.
love is a
constant
side effect
of mine.
K.Y. Robinson
#10. They don't know I only speak in runaway train stations
and everybody is always a few minutes too late to the platform.
No one has ever gotten the chance to get too close
because it is never romantic to fuck the girl who makes love to her own sadness every single night.
Katelin Wagner
#11. Pity that child who was born near Rouen,
His only crime, to arrive deformed.
E.A. Bucchianeri
#12. I am waiting to write the poem that is something like a dance movie, the ones populated by fair haired ballerinas with just a little bit of singe to their tulle, not quite as dark as the Natalie Portman one, but girls woefully misunderstood by their parents or harboring dead mothers and sad pasts.
Kristy Bowen
#14. First is a poem, a ballad, out of Scotland. You may say there is no king in it, and of course there isn't, which is what makes it so sad. The last line of the third verse, 'O he might hae been a king' is so sad that I don't like to look at it with both eyes at once.
William Mayne
#15. Give me another Chance
Then,
You will Get
Less than I Gain...
Hasil Paudyal
#16. Listening a cultivated person of today that jokes and almost boasts about his scientific ignorance, is as sad as listening a scientist that boasts about not having read any poem.
Carlo Rovelli
#17. Do not trap yourself into an owl's hooting sound
where sad nights linger through the blackness of a hound
Munia Khan
#18. The inextinguishable lesbian spark. You've surely heard about it? The one that was first ignited at Lesbos, because Sappho was so sad every time a young woman left the academy that she wrote her a poem. Fancy being sad because someone leaves! Perverted, that's what I call it. Don't you?
Gerd Brantenberg
#19. While I was looking the other way your fire went out
Left me with cinders to kick into dust
What a waste of the wonder you were
In my living fire I will keep your scorn and mine
In my living fire I will keep your heartache and mine
At the disgrace of a waste of a life
Kristin Cashore
#20. In Moonlight
No
Soft sweet paw on my cheek
No
Fur curled under my chin
Just
A sad space left behind -
Gray cat gone away.
[Ellie's poem]
Patricia MacLachlan
#21. Dear Lover...
you are the only man, who never hurt me, but broke my heart.
Lori Jenessa Nelson
#22. If I were dead, I wouldn't be sad, and I wouldn't be glad, because I wouldn't be.
Marcus Sedgwick
#23. It was quite a sad thing,
the way I watched you sleep like nothing could go wrong and I did not want to harm it, I did not want to blur it, but how could I not
when everything I've ever known has slowly gone away.
Charlotte Eriksson
#24. His mind was constantly thinking about her, while he decided to recite a poem that he had written for her long ago. While he narrated, the words conjured memories like ghosts into the room.
Sulaiman Sait
#25. The monsters were never
under my bed.
Because the monsters
were inside my head.
I fear no monsters,
for no monsters I see.
Because all this time
the monster has been me.
Nikita Gill
#27. But then you left exactly how all the sad songs said you would
Andrew Faulkner
#28. It's a poem, of our love, that doesn't rhyme. A story, never meant to have, a happy end.
Khadija Rupa
#29. The poem is sad because it wants to be yours, and cannot be.
John Ashbery
#30. Then a hundred sad voices lifted a wail,
And a hundred glad voices piped on the gale:
'Time is short, life is short,' they took up the tale:
'Life is sweet, love is sweet, use to-day while you may;
Love is sweet, and to-morrow may fail;
Love is sweet, use to-day.
Christina Rossetti
#31. Ireland is not at all a simple place, and in many ways it is spare and sad. It has no wealth, no power, no stability, no influence, no fashion, no size. Its only real arts are song and drama and poem. But Limerick alone has two thousand ruined castles and surely that many practicing poets.
Shana Alexander
#32. He offered his love ... she could not bother,
She gives her love to the other! The other!
E.A. Bucchianeri
#33. I've made a lot of choices, some good, some not so good; how sad for those who merely hitchhike along, never daring to choose at all.
C.J. Heck
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