Sad Poems
Sad
Dorothy Parker - A Fairly Sad Tale
I think that I shall never knowWhy I am thus, and I am so.Around me, other girls inspireIn men the rush and roar of fire,The sweet.- Sad poems.
Margaret Atwood - A Sad Child
You're sad because you're sad.It's psychic. It's the age. It's chemical.Go see a shrink or take a pill,or hug your sadness like an.- Sad poems.
Nazim Hikmet - A Sad State Of Freedom
You waste the attention of your eyes, the glittering labour of your hands, and knead the dough enough for dozens of loaves of which.- Sad poems.
Lord Alfred Tennyson - And Ask Ye Why These Sad Tears Stream?
‘Te somnia nostra reducunt.’OVID.And ask ye why these sad tears stream?Why these wan eyes are dim with weeping?I had a dream–a.- Sad poems.
Dorothy Parker - For A Sad Lady
And let her loves, when she is dead,Write this above her bones:"No more she lives to give us breadWho asked her only stones.".- Sad poems.
Mark Strand - From The Long Sad Party
Someone was sayingsomething about shadows covering the field, abouthow things pass, how one sleeps towards morningand the morning goes.Someone.- Sad poems.
Thom Gunn - My Sad Captains
One by one they appear inthe darkness: a few friends, anda few with historical names. How late they start to shine!but before they.- Sad poems.
Lewis Carroll - Phantasmagoria CANTO VII ( Sad Souvenaunce )
"WHAT'S this?" I pondered. "Have I slept? Or can I have been drinking?" But soon a gentler feeling crept Upon me, and I sat and wept.- Sad poems.
Philip Larkin - Sad Steps
Groping back to bed after a pissI part the thick curtains, and am startled byThe rapid clouds, the moon's cleanliness.Four o'clock:.- Sad poems.
Sir Philip Sidney - Sonnet III: With How Sad Steps
With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies!How silently, and with how wan a face!What! may it be that even in heavenly placeThat.- Sad poems.
Sir Philip Sidney - Sonnet XXXI: With How Sad Steps, O Moon
With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies!How silently, and with how wan a face!What, may it be that even in heav'nly placeThat.- Sad poems.
Delmore Schwartz - The Journey Of A Poem Compared To All The Sad Variety Of Travel
A poem moves forward,Like the passages and percussions of trains in progressA pattern of recurrence, a hammer of repetetiveoccurrencea.- Sad poems.
Thomas Flatman - The Sad Day
O THE sad day!When friends shall shake their heads, and sayOf miserable me--'Hark, how he groans!Look, how he pants for breath!See.- Sad poems.
Russell Edson - The Sad Message
The Captain becomes moody at sea. He'safraid of water; such bully amounts that prove theseas. . . A glass of water is one thing..- Sad poems.
Gabriela Mistral - The Sad Mother
Sleep, sleep, my beloved,without worry, without fear,although my soul does not sleep,although I do not rest.Sleep, sleep, and in the.- Sad poems.
William Butler Yeats - The Sad Shepherd
There was a man whom Sorrow named his Friend,And he, of his high comrade Sorrow dreaming,Went walking with slow steps along the gleamingAnd.- Sad poems.
Michael Ondaatje - To A Sad Daughter
All night long the hockey picturesgaze down at yousleeping in your tracksuit.Belligerent goalies are your ideal.Threats of being tradedcuts.- Sad poems.
Sir Philip Sidney - To The Sad Moon
With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies!How silently, and with how wan a face!What! May it be that even in heavenly placeThat.- Sad poems.
I think that I shall never knowWhy I am thus, and I am so.Around me, other girls inspireIn men the rush and roar of fire,The sweet.- Sad poems.
Margaret Atwood - A Sad Child
You're sad because you're sad.It's psychic. It's the age. It's chemical.Go see a shrink or take a pill,or hug your sadness like an.- Sad poems.
Nazim Hikmet - A Sad State Of Freedom
You waste the attention of your eyes, the glittering labour of your hands, and knead the dough enough for dozens of loaves of which.- Sad poems.
Lord Alfred Tennyson - And Ask Ye Why These Sad Tears Stream?
‘Te somnia nostra reducunt.’OVID.And ask ye why these sad tears stream?Why these wan eyes are dim with weeping?I had a dream–a.- Sad poems.
Dorothy Parker - For A Sad Lady
And let her loves, when she is dead,Write this above her bones:"No more she lives to give us breadWho asked her only stones.".- Sad poems.
Mark Strand - From The Long Sad Party
Someone was sayingsomething about shadows covering the field, abouthow things pass, how one sleeps towards morningand the morning goes.Someone.- Sad poems.
Thom Gunn - My Sad Captains
One by one they appear inthe darkness: a few friends, anda few with historical names. How late they start to shine!but before they.- Sad poems.
Lewis Carroll - Phantasmagoria CANTO VII ( Sad Souvenaunce )
"WHAT'S this?" I pondered. "Have I slept? Or can I have been drinking?" But soon a gentler feeling crept Upon me, and I sat and wept.- Sad poems.
Philip Larkin - Sad Steps
Groping back to bed after a pissI part the thick curtains, and am startled byThe rapid clouds, the moon's cleanliness.Four o'clock:.- Sad poems.
Sir Philip Sidney - Sonnet III: With How Sad Steps
With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies!How silently, and with how wan a face!What! may it be that even in heavenly placeThat.- Sad poems.
Sir Philip Sidney - Sonnet XXXI: With How Sad Steps, O Moon
With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies!How silently, and with how wan a face!What, may it be that even in heav'nly placeThat.- Sad poems.
Delmore Schwartz - The Journey Of A Poem Compared To All The Sad Variety Of Travel
A poem moves forward,Like the passages and percussions of trains in progressA pattern of recurrence, a hammer of repetetiveoccurrencea.- Sad poems.
Thomas Flatman - The Sad Day
O THE sad day!When friends shall shake their heads, and sayOf miserable me--'Hark, how he groans!Look, how he pants for breath!See.- Sad poems.
Russell Edson - The Sad Message
The Captain becomes moody at sea. He'safraid of water; such bully amounts that prove theseas. . . A glass of water is one thing..- Sad poems.
Gabriela Mistral - The Sad Mother
Sleep, sleep, my beloved,without worry, without fear,although my soul does not sleep,although I do not rest.Sleep, sleep, and in the.- Sad poems.
William Butler Yeats - The Sad Shepherd
There was a man whom Sorrow named his Friend,And he, of his high comrade Sorrow dreaming,Went walking with slow steps along the gleamingAnd.- Sad poems.
Michael Ondaatje - To A Sad Daughter
All night long the hockey picturesgaze down at yousleeping in your tracksuit.Belligerent goalies are your ideal.Threats of being tradedcuts.- Sad poems.
Sir Philip Sidney - To The Sad Moon
With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies!How silently, and with how wan a face!What! May it be that even in heavenly placeThat.- Sad poems.
