Poems about Sad

• The Blind Boy

  O SAY what is that thing call’d Light,
  Which I must ne’er enjoy;

  by Colley Cibber 24 lines, 12 comments
• Little Jim

  The cottage was a thatch'd one,
  The outside old and mean,

  by Edward Farmer 73 lines, 2 comments
• Parting

  A man is standing in the hall
  His house not recognizing.

  by Boris Pasternak 48 lines, 2 comments
• An Evening Air

  I go out in the grey evening
  In the air the odor of flowers and the sounds of lamentation.

  by Samar Sen 14 lines
• The Hill Of Death

  No downward path to death we go
  Through no dark shades or valleys low,

  by Louisa Lawson 13 lines, 13 comments
• Ghazal

  Dil mat Tapak Nazar Say ke Paya Na Jay Ga,
  Ju’ N Ashak phar Zami’N Say Uthaya Na Jay Ga.

  by Mirza Rafi Sauda 48 lines, 1 comment
• The Slavery Of Greece

  Unrivall'd Greece! thou ever honor'd name,
  Thou nurse of heroes dear to deathless fame!

  by George Canning 93 lines
• be-KHudee le ga'ee kahaaN ham ko

  be-KHudee le ga'ee kahaaN ham ko
  der se intaZaar hai apnaa

  by Meer Taqi Meer 11 lines, 1 comment
• The Little Shoes That Died

  These are the little shoes that died.
      We could not keep her still,

  by Dame Mary Gilmore DBE 8 lines, 2 comments
• Sonnet of Separation

  Suddenly laughter was turned to sorrow
  Silent and white like the mist

  by Vinicius de Moraes 19 lines, 2 comments
• Your Eyes Go Sad

  Your eyes go sad. You're not
  Listening to what I say.

  by Fernando Pessoa 21 lines, 1 comment
• Memory

  I stood and watched him playing,
  A little lad of three,

  by Edgar Albert Guest 30 lines, 3 comments
• Advice: to himself

  when you came often drawn to the girl
  loved as no other will be loved by you.

  by Gaius Valerius Catullus 19 lines, 1 comment
• The Captive

  want you, yet I know that never
  can I embrace you to my heart's content.

  by Forough Farrokhzad 28 lines, 3 comments
• My Dead Dream

  Go back to your grave, O my Dream, under forests of snow,
  Where a heart-riven child hid you once, seven eons ago

  by Sarojini Naidu 12 lines
• Crucifix

  Do not cry for me, Mother, seeing me in the grave.
  I

  by Anna Akhmatova 11 lines, 4 comments
• Suttee

  LAMP of my life, the lips of Death
  Hath blown thee out with their sudden breath;

  by Sarojini Naidu 12 lines
• O Navio Negreiro Part 4. (With English Translation)

  Era um sonho dantesco… o tombadilho
  Que das luzernas avermelha o brilho.

  by Antonio de Castro Alves 87 lines, 6 comments
• The Fight On The Island

  Thro' the roaring dark of the tempest
      We had struggled the whole night long,

  by Cicely Fox Smith 41 lines
• O Navio Negreiro part 5 (With English Translation)

  Senhor Deus dos desgraçados! 
  Dizei-me vós, Senhor Deus! 

  by Antonio de Castro Alves 206 lines
• The Shipwreck

  See! Round yon rock the bellowing waves
  In quick succession spread!

  by Christian Milne 35 lines
• February

  Begin, my muse, the imitative lay,
  Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string;

  by Thomas Chatterton 76 lines, 1 comment
• A Soldier's Valentine

  Just from the sentry's tramp
  (I must take it again at ten),

  by Horatio Alger Jr 40 lines, 3 comments
• To My Sister

  Across the trackless seas I go,
  No matter when or where,

  by Adam Lindsay Gordon 104 lines, 1 comment
• Homeward

  Behind a trench in Flanders the sun was dropping low,
  With tramp, and creak and jingle I heard the gun-teams go;

  by Cicely Fox Smith 33 lines, 2 comments
• Little Nell's Funeral

  And now the bell, -- the bell
  She had so often heard by night and day

  by Charles Dickens 37 lines
• To Memory

  Strange Power, I know not what thou art,
  Murderer or mistress of my heart.

  by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge 12 lines
• Rondel

  Goodbye! the tears are in my eyes;
  Farewell, farewell, my prettiest;

  by François Villon 12 lines, 1 comment
• The Lonely Woman

  WHERE the ironbarks are hanging leaves disconsolate and pale,
  Where the wild vines o’er the ranges their spilt cream of blossom trail,

  by M Forrest 31 lines
• The Labours Of Ferhad

  On lofty Beysitoun the lingering sun
  looks down on ceaseless labors, long begun:

  by Nizami Ganjavi 73 lines, 3 comments

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