Short Sad Poems

Sad Short Poems about Life

Sometimes you don't need to write a lot to express a feeling. This category is for sad poems when just a few lines will do. Feelings are not complex. When we allow ourselves to feel them in a pure undiluted way, we often begin the process of releasing pent up sadness. When you want to tell the story and the reasons behind the feeling, that will often turn into a longer poem. Both of these styles of telling are equally valid. It is simply a matter of what needs to be expressed in the moment.

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  1. The Mask

    • By Kleis Val
    • Published: April 2015
    Poem About How We Hide Ourselves

    She smiles, I cry.
    She is outgoing, I am shy.
    She loves, I am alone.
    She is amazing, I am unknown.

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    • Stories 1
    • Shares 51
    • Favorited 28
    • Votes 906
    • Rating 4.39
    Latest Shared Story

    This describes me and how I have felt for the past year. Poetry has been my outlet, so thanks for sharing this amazing poem.

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  3. The Perfect Little Town

    Appearances Can Be Deceiving

    The little town was the perfect little town,
    Where never would you see even one little frown.
    No matter where you'd go around town to stroll,
    There were perfect little houses, all in a perfect row.

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    • Stories 0
    • Shares 11
    • Favorited 2
    • Votes 31
    • Rating 4.39
  4. Possibility Pair, Of Ox

    • By David Mchugh
    • Published: October 2008

    I wake up,
    I never sleep

    I fill my lungs,...

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    • Stories 1
    • Shares 18
    • Favorited 12
    • Votes 708
    • Rating 4.30
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    I'm 11 years old and I needed a short poem for my Literacy, and I chose this one because from my point of view, it has passionate and strict words that describe what the poem is about. I...

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  6. Hurt And Pain

    • By Lora
    • Published: January 2011

    Hurt and pain.
    There's much to gain.
    Peace and love.
    It's all the same....

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    • Stories 5
    • Shares 76
    • Favorited 27
    • Votes 1975
    • Rating 4.27
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    My heart bleeds for joy and my mind cries for help. I wish, I wish, and wish some more, but it's hard to be happy. I might wish, but it never comes true, so all I do is live with the pain by...

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  7. How Could I Be So Lonely

    • By Cath Glasgow
    • Published: October 2009

    How could I be so lost,
    In a place I know so well?
    How could I be so broken,
    In a family so together?...

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    • Stories 13
    • Shares 78
    • Favorited 56
    • Votes 1863
    • Rating 4.25
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    I really saw myself when reading this poem. I'm a freshman in high school, and things have changed drastically, much to my dismay. I guess everyone realized that there were so many other...

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  8. No Celebration

    Holidays After Losing Loved Ones

    What's the point of celebrating
    When the ones you loved have gone?
    It's only the beginning of another year,
    Another year of struggling alone.

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    • Stories 2
    • Shares 32
    • Favorited 1
    • Votes 118
    • Rating 4.17
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    Strangely, this kinda relates to me, as many family members such as my uncles, grand-parents, and my father passed a few years ago around the holidays, and often times all you feel is grief...

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  10. Silent Tears

    shh...listen don't you hear
    I'm crying but they are silent tears
    I'm crying on the inside so you can't see
    all the pain running though me

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    • Stories 5
    • Shares 45
    • Favorited 27
    • Votes 1274
    • Rating 4.15
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    Made me feel so sad. I would cry for hours in my room, in the bathroom, in the shower, and wherever else no one would see me or hear me. I'd wait for my family to be out and me to be by...

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