#ofsadness

129 posts
  • the_world_insid_my_head 17w

    And the day started with,
    The night's darkness at the bright early morning!!


    And the day started with,
    The night's darkness at the bright early morning.
    Everything happened so unusual..
    I could hear some words..
    Block! Block! Block!
    And her heart was locked
    It didn't have a place for me anymore.
    Before I could even witte my name for permanent,
    I could feel the vanteking Sound of my happiness and exitment.
    My heart asked me on loop...
    Would she any longer come back?
    The promises we made and the things we assured
    That there wouldn't be a day our love would decrease or fade away?
    Ugh! These thoughts brought so much of tears....
    It was not so hard to cry for her absence..
    And my weepings were heard
    By mah girl, over a million miles
    And the tears proved that i still love her
    And the usual tears of the eyes,
    Became so precious, hearing me crying how she came to me
    The tears which made her restate this, our bond would never flee...
    And that's how we are! Oxygen and carbon dioxide of a tree.
    Now, who do i thank? Those water from the eyes? Or the girl who brought the water from the eyes?
    ©the_world_insid_my_head

  • virahela 17w

    GRIEF

    In life, there are lessons that arrive swiftly effortlessly
    But difficult to accept, to contend with and consumed your insanity

    Because there will be times
    The ones you loved, will be taken away, to be buried six feet under, mark with grey stones
    Struck your soul with an unexplainable sadness

    It took you sometimes to realise
    That death comes with two victims, the deceased
    And the one left in awake who has been left behind.
    ©virahela

  • bellemoon99 17w

    #ofsadness #knots

    Loss, grief, and pain turned into knots around my neck
    Tightening more and more with every day that goes through me

    Tears turn to stone inside a bag I insist on carrying
    Blurry memories add to the knots on my back

    Was happiness only a cruel mirage?
    Will the rope of destiny end my journey?

    That's when you arrived
    A ray of sunlight within the dark

    We tied the knot and our life changed forever
    Sadness no longer debilitating, just an old friend to remind me I'm human

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    Knots

    ©bellemoon99

  • hobie_0624 17w

    Of sadness

    Under the dark yet luminous sky,
    Let me embrace the shadow of my sadness.
    After a hubbub, hurry-scurried summer,
    Let me enjoy the warmth of my inner winter.
    There's hope where there is light, they say,
    But let me lie down and lights switched dimmer.
    For I'm not fond of an hour long movie of bliss and exhilaration,
    Rather an admirer of long lasting scenes of blues and desolation .
    For it is where i belong, for it is where my heart settled for.
    And you are fully invited to party over my craziness,
    But im all in the awe of my comrade; my sadness.
    Living it, breathing it, embracing it since the longest.
    ©hobie_0624

  • dr__aditi 18w

    #ofsadness @miraquill

    When all we see
    doesn't seem real
    and all good have
    turned into sore tear.

    Close your eyes
    recall the best day
    and remind yourself
    all the sadness will
    disappear one day.

    Then take a deep breath
    and always remember,
    even if they look endless
    bad days doesn't last forever.


    ©dr__aditi

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    When all we see
    doesn't seem real
    and all good have
    turned into sore tear.

    Close your eyes
    recall the best day
    and remind yourself
    all the sadness will
    disappear one day.

    Then take a deep breath
    and always remember,
    even if they look endless
    bad days doesn't last forever.


    ©dr__aditi

  • cruisey 18w

    Sadness is a smartphone

    Sadness is like our smart phone. In earlier days, not everyone had it. Only a few fortunate. And even before that, no one had it. There were small telephone stations here and there, whoever went in babbled on and on for not too long. Everyone knew who had visited and who hadn't. But these days everyone has it. Some buy it cheap, some fancy. But it holds tight each one of our hands. From a rickshaw puller to a billionaire. Some carry it in their pocket, clutches, and in their hands. You'll see a family dinner with plates on the table paired with a smartphone. Most of the time you carry it in your pocket when you go out. But on rare occasions when you find yourself in a large group of trustworthy fam, you leave it at home. It's your wingman whenever you go out alone. You trust it to get you back home. You stare at it in the abyss of night and hustling daylight. Everyone is neck deep obsessed with it. You'll see when they are busy with their smartphones, it reflects on their face. Some laugh, frown, and some use it as an escape to hide from the reality of their surroundings. But each holds it tightly while walking down the streets afraid of getting it stolen. Because they get lost without it, it seems. Some use their phones to utilize time, some use it to learn something new while some just waste away their time going through it. Some use it as a lever for interaction while others use it as a break. Some just use it because it's a necessity these days. You could go without it, couldn't you? 

    ©cruisey

  • ak_anjali_daydreamzz 18w

    #knots #ofsadness #ak_wn_repost

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    23 Feb 2022 1.30 pm

    Macrame is the art of knotting /


    Ayee Thank you so much for Repost @writersnetwork ��
    Thank you so much for Liking @miraquill �� I'm glad ��

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    Macrame Mould

    My veins are a tangled mess of red ropes
    That pumps memories sweet and bitter
    Joy and sorrow interwoven intricately

    Throughout the contours of heartache, pain builds nests as knots
    When they start residing betwixt knots, their footprints form scars
    No scars bloomed from gay gates, only from frenzied fences

    When I word my worries in whispering whirls on white
    With a quill that draws paint from my poignant plate, that of past
    I feel those knots loosening and lending me few breaths of relief

    Winds that breeze over in Deja Vu, still tries to tighten it
    One such knot is around my neck, made of negligence
    But I can't complain, cause I never displayed patterns of pain

    Ballads braid my blood into beautiful branches of blues
    My limbs loathe those choking layers of weaved woes
    Minutiae of which made me a macrame mould of muse


    ©ak_anjali_daydreamzz

  • dishang8614 18w

    #knot #ofsadness #wod
    @writersnetwork @miraquill


    Knotted sadness

    Sadness, where do you stay?
    in devouring silence of sunken hills,
    knotted on your deepest wound
    scattered across the moonlit waves

    Sadness, where do you stay?
    I stay inside your dark Persian metaphor
    where your hopeless twigs and leaves
    become a memoirs of pain knotted on your skin

    Sadness, where do you bloom?
    I bloom on a cricket's lullaby song
    cradled and knotted in mayhem mayflower
    soon withered and forgotten

    Sadness, where do you hide?
    I'm hiding in the night Eastern sky
    of conjuring stardust
    knotted nearby your void heart
    888 miles away from his graveyard

    Sadness, where do you live?
    I live in a poet's heart
    written in an unrhymed couplet
    knotted in tragic monologue

    Sadness, where am I?
    you're in a single knotted thread
    so close to breaking

    Where shall I find myself again?
    in a new thread, dressed in blue satin

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    Sadness, where am I?
    you're in a single knotted thread
    so close to breaking

    Where shall I find myself again?
    in a new thread, dressed in blue satin

    ©dishang8614

  • abinaya14 18w

    Paracosm

    Bright blue skies reflect their smiles,
    The joy of being together outshines every other
    Dark stormy days lose against their ways,
    Dancing in the rain, creating a personal rainbow
    They power through the gloom with happiness in their days.

    But all of this exists only in my paracosm.

    My presence in people's life is evanescent,
    How much ever I hope to be the kingpin
    I end up inevitably in the bin,
    I'll end up vanishing one day
    I was never meant to stay,
    Only in my dreams was I to be void of sadness.

    ©abinaya14

  • homane 18w

    #ofsadness #wod (it's a bit late)

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    Of Sadness

    If sorrow had a colour
    Would it be grey, I wonder.
    The sight of it would weigh your heart down
    And it would cause you to frown.

    If sorrow had odour
    It would be a bother.
    For it would make your lungs burn
    And tears out of your eyes would burst

    If sorrow had a flavour
    It would only make us sadder
    For it would be bitter and colder than ice
    And cannot be removed, no matter how hard one tries.

    For who can mask the bitter taste of sorrow.?
    And who can cover it's stench?
    Who can hide from it's horrid sight?
    For tis a disease that none but time can heal
    ©homane

  • sye_wang 18w

    Life is meant to be enjoyed.
    Don't wait for the right time to hit
    Rather make the right time to hit.

    #ofsadness #wod #whatif

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    What if???

    Wondering where my last breathe be
    I gently paced myself to certainty
    That every thing begins to end.
    I began to see myself doing things
    That weren't in the interest of mine
    As survival was the only thing for the fittest.

    Life seems hectic and seemingly it was
    I grew up to be what I always covert for
    But none gave the same happiness as it should.
    Ages surging, memory declining, spine crook,
    Taste losing bud, hair turning grey, wrinkles finding spots to curve,
    I found myself dreaming to be a teenager,
    I began to go back to the past of mine
    Where life was all about today and now.

    I wonder if the time will ever turn back
    To the times where I was reluctant
    To make friends and enjoy to the fullest.
    Time passed like it was just yesterday
    And it never stopped since then.

    p.s. As time passes, as friends distance, as memories fade, I sit by the time just to see it passes by.
    ©sye_wang

  • antisocialxtrovert 18w

    Of Sadness

    She was always told
    She couldn't afford to be bold
    But rather smile
    And act like her husband's gold
    Meant for attraction
    Only to be seen and always polished beyond perfection
    But slowly she faded
    Became old, weary and jaded
    And up till her dying day
    She often wondered
    Was life meant to be lived only in sadness?
    ©antisocialxtrovert

  • jennau 18w

    #ofsadness #toxiccopingmechanism #hypersexual

    Pleasure within pain

    Darkness has me in her grasp

    On my throat her cold hand clasp

    Suddenly swept into horripilation

    Breast begging for flirtation

    Like a vampires teeth breaking skin

    She succumbs to deadly sin
    ©️JennaU

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    Pleasure within pain

    Darkness has me in her grasp
    On my throat her cold hand clasp
    Suddenly swept into horripilation
    Breast begging for flirtation
    Like a vampires teeth breaking skin
    She succumbs to deadly sin  
    ©jennau

  • shobhit_arora 18w

    Sadness

    Try to be distance with the sadness because it is much harmful for you. It can easily destroy your confidence, belief and your inner peace.
    ©shobhit_arora

  • thebleedingmeteor 18w

    Of sadness

    As a kid, my sister learned Kuchipudi. One day I went to see her practise and she was sitting on the bench, along with other kids. Their teacher sat next to them, cross-legged, patting his right hand on his right knee rhythmically. Following his rhythm, a teenage girl was dancing in the centre of the room. All the eyes were on her. Including mine. Her step went as: stand still, slightly tilting the right leg and act like holding a baby; and once the rhythm progresses, take wide, dramatic steps to the corner of the room and kneel. Put the imaginary baby down and start crying. All of this without saying a word. She tried three times and the teacher wasn't impressed. About seven tries later, I guess, she gave her final attempt. As soon as she kneeled and put the baby down, her chin began shivering. Her big kajal-filled eyes had tears dancing on their edges. I thought she was sad for being embarrassed. My father said," "Imagine loving something so much you'd cry for it whenever you want." I know, dad. Now I know of such sadness.

    ©chandra kiran

  • sreeramvan 18w

    Part of life #ofsadness

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    Of sadness

    The loss words,
    An emptiness,
    To feel hollow,
    Loss of time,
    Part of sadness..
    To try,
    To heal,
    To hold on to hope,
    To move,
    Is part of life..
    To keep moving,
    To start feeling,
    A smile here,
    A laugh there,
    Part of happiness..
    Just as is sadness,
    A part of life,
    So is happiness,
    To feel alive,
    To live on...
    ©sreeramvan

  • jaspreetkd 18w

    I'd rather choose to be the worst person ever
    And find the ruthless, attrocious and indifferent behaviour of the world more comforting...
    Than, be nice and happy and let them pierce my soul and bleed my being to death...
    ©jaspreetkd

  • wilmaneels1 18w

    Dressed up in various ways
    Dealt with in so many elements
    Do you even acknowledge it
    The wave of sadness
    We all go through
    Some more than others
    It's not a competition
    Each wave is different so we shouldn't compare
    Try and be a companion instead of a judge
    We all know it does not ask for permission to visit the shore
    It comes crashing in
    ©wilmaneels1
    ©22022022

  • lanzhan 18w

    Dark and cold my world
    I'm near the word death
    as I still cling to memories
    of you
    And here, in my tears
    only sadness is my last note
    Loving you was my biggest
    mistake
    ©lanzhan 02232022

  • miss_silentlyweird 17w

    Busy road to busy world
    With simple greeting word
    Destiny unexpectedly embroids
    Creating a love using the floss
    Stitching my life hole full of chaos


    Day passes we grew together
    Creating a memory of one another
    We learn to live in each other weather
    Your affection is warm and tender
    Making me treasure you in my heart nether


    But I never know one day will come
    The things sewed will rip and left to crumbs
    Because our story end as you left me on spot
    Unleashing promises and dreams knots
    That I can't stop to ask myself why and what?


    What will I do?
    Why I contain glue?
    Causing for me to stick here
    Watching you disappear
    Which is my greatest fear

    ~. Sinanay mo ako na ikaw ay aking tahanan
    Kaya nang ako ay iyong iwanan
    Tila ako'y naging ligaw sa magulong lansangan~


    #knots #ofsadness @miraquill
    #wod #pod #miraquill #fear

    This is inspired with my auntie's and mommy love story. The point of view is from my auntie's situation. As some of you know we currently lost someone we love aside from my grandfa, a person who is also very close to my heart and mother figure to me, that person whom I call mommy is my auntie's great love and I'm too sad to watch that their love quickly cut off because of death. :(

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    Sadness isn't always just in loud cry
    It can also be seen in silence and dry eye

    ©miss_silentlyweird