Nothing I Write Can Say/ The Sadness I Feel
NOTHING I WRITE CAN SAY/ THE SADNESS I FEEL
Nothing I write can say
The sadness I feel-
The sadness I feel
Is grey as the grey sky
Cold as the dark light
Deep as the Thoughts
I fear to write.
Nothing I write
Can say the sadness I am-
Even an old man
Does not want to die,
And does not want the suffering
That comes with it.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Why Do I Write
I write from my sadness
I write from the madness
I write because I have something to say
I write to pass the day
I write only from the heart
I write for sometimes I am not that smart
Whatever is in head just comes out on paper (in this case a word document) , and I go with the flow
Write to let my mind go
I follow my hand to where ever it takes me
I write all the things that I can see
I write when I am happy, but not as much
I write from my heart that you can touch
I write because I’d go insane
I am driven to write quell my pain
At times I feel alone so I write what I am feeling
I write for it is self-healing
Confident not so I write it all away
I write and write to pass the day
I write to comfort my soul that cries out in the night
I write for love is always out of sight
I write so I don't have to cry any more
I write for I have no one to adore
I write so someone somewhere will hear my plea
I write for someone is out there for me
I am lost and I the clown
I write to turn my frown upside down
I write to embrace the sadness I hide inside
I write with my heart opened wide
I write to silence the ghost
I write for I’ve been let down by the one I loved the most
I write through the stormy weather
I write for I am light as a feather
I am not a writer nor am I a poet
I write for the grief I do know it
I will write until I draw my last breath
I write because I'll die a lonely death
I have to write for strangers delight
I write because I have to write
I write for my own happiness
I write to relieve my stress
I write because I have no other choice
I write as if I was writing a letter
I write because I can’t do any better
I write because I am afraid not to
I write for this is what I do
I write for I give a damn
I write just because I am
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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I Did Not Want To Write Poems Of Sadness
I DID NOT WANT TO WRITE POEMS OF SADNESS
I did not want to write poems of sadness
But when sadness takes over one’s life?
The words are what the feelings are
They can try to be better
But ultimately
The true poem is the feelings
And now at this moment
Sadness is the poem
Sadness which waits for the morning light
And prays to God it will be truly ligh
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sadness Is The Silence That Dare Not Write A Word
SADNESS IS THE SILENCE THAT DARE NOT WRITE A WORD
Sadness is the silence that dares not write a word -
Sadness is the inward pain that aches to be once heard-
Sadness is the nothingness of what one forever is-
Sadness is the emptiness of nothing real to give-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I Wrote A Poem Against The Sadness Of The Night
I wrote a poem against the sadness of the night-
The night did not surrender easily-
Time has its ways of working on all of us-
I have seen many die too many die-
And as I grow older and more contemporaries leave this earth
I know my grave is too coming soon -
The sadness of the night
And the sadness of when there will be no night
And the sadness of life
And those left behind in it -
One can visit a thousand graves
But each new one startles and saddens and frightens
Why oh why God does it all end in dying this way?
YOU write the poem against the sadness of the night
I cannot write it
I can only read what life gives
And that is sad enough Sad too much.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I Went To Where The Sadness Is
I WENT TO WHERE THE SADNESS IS
I went to where the Sadness is
And tried to lie down there
But no one heard my cry
And so I went far away-
To a place where there is no Sadness-
And there I simply laughed and sang all day and all night
Until the Sadness came suddenly back to me
And took me into a deeper world I did not love
From where I now write this poem happily.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Beauty That Resides In Sadness
it is with great sadness that
i write
you a letter,
everything in it is all about sadness
it is not just about us
or you,
it is about the whole massive humanity
that is never drowned
with sadness but struggles in that ocean
of choices and so alone
amidst the
storms and the
other survivors
it is with great sadness that we gather here
and begin to hear
the sounds of all these forms and shapes and
colors of
sadness
i listen to you on an impromptu
and you listen to me
with all patience and with all sadness we embrace ourselves
share sadness with hugs and
at the end
we are filled with so much beauty
feeling so beautiful with
these massive sadness that
never leaves us free
we are bound, and yet when we face ourselves in the mirror of
ourselves
my goodness, we are so
beautiful
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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With Each Memory Drained
With each memory drained
I feel better
I write another letter
But never the same
Not as I once was
If only because
The loss of love matters not that much
I keep telling myself
What was her name
I think I already forgot.
A remembrance that matters not
Is it really the now that you got?
Grab hold
Squeeze till it never stops
Like a heart dieing
I must try harder, harder
With each memory drained
I feel better
I write another letter
But never the same
Not as I once was
If only because
The loss of love matters not that much
I keep telling myself
What did her face look like
Another one erased
I am walking backwards
Picking myself apart
Digging and searching
So maybe these feelings
Will just fade
With each memory drained
I feel better
I write another letter
But never the same
Not as I once was
If only because
The loss of love matters not that much
I keep telling myself
As I touched her only the way a man could ever know
What were the sounds
The moans, the whispers
In the dark
I must make it blank
Wipe the slate clean
But it just seems mean
With each memory drained
I feel better
I write another letter
But never the same
Not as I once was
If only because
The loss of love matters not that much
I keep telling myself
Where was it we first met
In the summer yet
If only I could just forget
I must be stronger
I must not hold on any longer
Like an obsession it just won't die
With each memory drained
I feel better
I write another letter
But never the same
Not as I once was
If only because
The loss of love matters not that much
I keep telling myself
What was the first kiss
What was the first taste
With such a sweet embrace
This is something I just no longer want relive
I gave it all I have give
Still suffering.
With each memory drained
I feel better
I write another letter
But never the same
Not as I once was
If only because
The loss of love matters not that much
I keep telling myself
The muffled sounds of a fight
Screams and shouts brought to the light
Just dim it all out
Absolutely nothingness
A void I must become
With a sadness that must be unknown
With each memory drained
I feel better
I write another letter
But never the same
Not as I once was
If only because
The loss of love matters not that much
I keep telling myself
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Sadness Is Twilight
SADNESS IS TWILIGHT
Sadness is twilight
Sadness is old age
Sadness is the waiting
For one who will not come-
Sadness is this fading inside
This sinking we cannot define-
Sadness is this sadness
This loss of all meaning
And all rhyme.
Sadness is sadness
Fading and decline.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I don't
Many people write
For their true emotions to unravel
Out of depression, angst, spite
But I can’t
I don’t write poems when I’m sad
They write from their experiences
When he left me
When they died
Bringing tears, causing cries
But I can’t
I don’t write when I’m sad
The tears dutifully stain my cheek
And roll on and on
Through and through
Down
Down
Down
But I can’t
And I don’t write poems when I’m sad
And all the anger and sadness
Thrust inside of me
Just bursting to get out
Screaming
Pleading
Begging to get out
But they can’t
Because I don’t write poems when I’m sad
And I don’t know what to do
How to express my pain
And woe, and the feeling
It drains me, and it shows
But there’s nothing I can do
Because I don’t ever write poetry when I’m sad
A Childs Sadness
A child s sadness (10/12/11)
Why do I feel this sadness deep inside
Is it mistakes that I try to hide?
Like a drowning victim gasping for air
Your chest becomes tight and your hearts in despair.
Like a wind blown feather landing on the ground
You want to scream, but you don’t make a sound.
Hundreds of people all around
Yet this sadness gets you down.
You don’t know how or why you get this way
You just want to hide - or run away.
Some get sad for menial things
But this is what sadness brings.
So this thought I will inflict
“ you have to get over it really quick”.
Sadness can pull you down, especially
When there’s no help around.
TAKE YOUR LIPS AND SPREAD THEM WIDE
AND PULL OUT THAT LAUGHTER FROM DEEP INSIDE.
Did you feel the difference that it brought
This is what I was taught.
SMILE! : -)
poem by Louis Rams
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My Sadness Sleeps With Me
MY SADNESS SLEEPS WITH ME
My sadness sleeps with me
It wakes with me
It sings with me
My sadness walks with me
And smiles with me
And laughs with me
My sadness stays with me
And does not want to go anywhere without me
My sadness is me
And I am my sadness
All the way
To the end
Sadness in me as my sad friend.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Why I Write?
I write poems for myself and I write for the readers
I write for the masses and I write for the leaders
I write to imprint my thoughts in people's mind
I write to make the bad guys helpful and kind
I write to light up our path to Great God
I write for everyone home and abroad
I write to preserve values new and old
I write to make my ink precious like gold
I write for peace and I write for progress
I write to make the world a better place
All major issues I want to address
I write to see smile on God's face
poem by Asif Andalib
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The Sadness Of The Sky
THE SADNESS OF THE SKY
The sadness of the sky
The olive trees,
Yellow- green twilight-
A poem I’ll never write.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Soap
you wish i were true
to every word i wrote in my poems
like sadness
that i must be sad when my poems
talk about sadness
like separation and disgust and pain
that i must suffer
with the poems i write that i must have despair
and pain too
and disgust
for every word of disgust written in every word
in every line
how cruel of you
how cruel of truth
how can i justify my death when i speak only of death
and in the very poem
where i write the word
death
there is soap
there is this box of untruths in pandora and when i open it
they must spread and you may refuse to believe
me again
but it would be very cruel of you
to make these poems
all these poems be my life my only life
and lived
and day by day lived in accordance with the
mouths of these poems
empathy
is the word, it is like i am putting my feet in another person's
shoes
then i write, and i could have written about this word: happiness
joy, bliss
ecstasy, light, and amazing glory
i choose not to,
i think, i have too much of it, and i do not share it for now
there is no necessity
and i cannot really help
with so much loneliness and sadness out there
with them i stretch my hands to hold them and feel them
and they all become
myself. it is not soap then, and there are no bubbles in the skies
there is no child playing amazed by the bubbles that burst and by the
bubbles that
are so abundant.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How Can I Write A Poem/ When I Am Filled With Inner Ugliness
HOW CAN I WRITE A POEM/ WHEN I AM FILLED WITH INNER UGLINESS
How can I write a poem
When I am filled with inner ugliness
Envy sadness disappointment hopelessness?
How can I write a poem
When discouragement so deep in me
And so relentless?
The poem itself
Its writing
Restores hope-
Truly or falsely
If only to some small degree
Writing these words
I at least now feel
Perhaps there is some small use and meaning to me
After all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Scribbler's Stymie
Pen and paper in sight
I've got no poem to write
Staying up all night
I've got no poem to write
Although my mind is bright
I've got no poem to write
It's windy out tonight, should I go fly a kite?
I've got no poem to write
My ceiling, it is white
I've got no poem to write
It's 4: 59! Five, but not quite
I've got no poem to write
In your arms I'd feel so light
I've got no poem to write
I've had no sleep tonight
I've got no poem to write
Will you just hold me tight?
I've got no poem to write
Outside it's almost light
I've got no poem to write
It's late, off goes my light
I've got no poem to write
poem by Julia Grace
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Sadness Is The Poem I Write
Sadness is the poem I write
Sometime every day
But thanks to God
That Sadness
almost always goes away.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Deep within these brown eyes
Deep within these brown eyes,
You can see my sadness,
The tears that roll down my face,
The sadness I feel,
Awkward moment of my silence,
What hurts more that my sadness makes me as if time was going slow,
So far,
This was war,
War that never ended,
Deep within these brown eyes,
I would die for you,
Leaving everything behind,
Never coming back,
Never to be back on this earth,
Don't you dare bring me back,
Under the water I drown in my sorrows,
Die not regretting,
Regrets is all feel,
Blame things on myself,
Bringing me down with these sorrow,
The shame I feel,
How hateful the world has become,
Things was never perfect with me,
Deep within these brown eyes,
You'll see my true sadness I had to suffer alone.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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I Went To Where My Sadness Is
I WENT TO WHERE MY SADNESS IS
I went to where my sadness is
I named it
The naming was not enough
Nothing changed
The sadness only grew deeper and deeper
I went to where my sadness is
It no longer had a name
I tried to find it
I could not
All around me and inside me
It had become who I am
My sadness is my name
And my name now is my sadness.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Sadness Comes
THE SADNESS COMES
The Sadness comes without Reason
The Sadness comes for so many reasons.
The Sadness comes,
And will always come.
There is no Life without the Sadness
The Sadness.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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