#saddest
“The saddest poem ever wrote
Was not yours, where you titillate
with daring words
Razors, pills etc.,
The saddest poem ever writ
Was this one, a meager vanity to capture a
Sunset that keeps trying every day to
Surpass
Supersede
Its previous glorious failure,
Like we should too.
Keep trying.
Now, I shall rest,
For I know that soon I shall see, feel, think,
Of something new that will make me eager to
Write a new poem.”
(2013)
more for thee, than me (2026)
August 3~5, 2013
Apr 3
Apr 3, 2026 at 11:06 PM UTC
There's the saddest man alive,
On his lonesome, as he hums,
A tune his mother tethered to his mind.
Heart shattered, clothes tattered, such is his life,
The last to know, always alone and left behind.
Deep down inside the murky, briny depths of his heart,
Stranded, abandoned, lost in the dark,
Is a smiling man, screaming, "Can anyone hear me?
"Is someone there listening?
Please!"
Anyone who's ever come close,
Heard the cries but ran away,
So the man is tortured by,
Monochromatic grey.
All this pain and strife,
Hidden within the saddest man alive.
He used to smile, but now he can't.
His lips permanently bent.
Forming a frown that seems to drop further down.
Can anyone hear the cries he sent?
No one shows their face, so he tries again.
Deep inside the saddest man alive,
Hidden within pain and lies,
Is a smiling man crying out his eyes.
Where's the rescue to save his life?
He pleads, "Save me!
Someone hear me!"
He tries to resist,
The corruption of his bliss.
All of this rage and vice,
Hidden within the saddest man alive.
Is there anyone who can help,
Break the saddest man out of his shell?
Or is he destined to rust,
All because he fears trust?
Nov 29, 2025
Nov 29, 2025 at 11:03 PM UTC
The saddest goodbyes
are not the ones that are said
but are left untold
May 6, 2025
May 6, 2025 at 12:47 AM UTC
Today I can write the saddest poem,
like a beautiful birthday cake cut into pieces
or a candle that is blown out after a wish is read
or people congratulating you
on all the achievements
that you have persisted
until now in your growing age.
Today I can write the saddest poem,
but not about my birthday,
but about the days,
about the months,
about the years,
that I've been through,
everything was happy,
yes I am very happy.
Jun 18, 2022
Jun 18, 2022 at 5:06 AM UTC
You were the purest savoir from that forgotten night, the saddest sight, is that of fractured light.
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 1:16 PM UTC
Longer sleepless evenings
Humid, dark, and bleak
Serene and sorrowful homes
Blossoming sakura trees weep
With heavyhearted lonely buds
Spring, unforgettable saddest spring
Trees not lovelier and so are fields
Nor the day more delightful than the evening
These unhappy blooms in pink
Signal a different kind of grief
Apr 7, 2020
Apr 7, 2020 at 11:01 AM UTC
i could see heaven in your eyes
the saddest sun will rise
a forever we may be
if only your eyes could see
lips as soft cream
touch so gentle at the seam
i wonder if you could love me
cause when i look at you i see the sea
Could it be?
Maybe meant to be
Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 9:16 PM UTC
If I could write you a letter
It would go something like this
I hope this letter finds you well
I truly hope you're finding bliss
Wrapped in a million other feelings, still my love for you exists
Among other things, it's being in your arms that I miss
How they used to comfort me
When we weren't separated by distance
It seems fitting that the last time I saw you was in an airport
The place where we had already shed so many tears before
But this goodbye was different
And I felt it in my core
I think that's why I cried for an hour
Sitting in your car
I could tell that when you said we'd be alright
Even you weren't really sure
As you wiped my tears away, I knew you didn't want to stay
It took you another month to admit it
But you eventually said the same
I lie awake sometimes thinking of other things I wish you'd say
"I still love you."
"I still want you."
"I'm sorry that I caused you all this pain."
Words I'll never hear and that has to be okay
Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 2:05 PM UTC
the saddest thing about our story is that we could have made it work.
if you cared about me like i cared about you, you would have fought for me.
but you didn’t.
it’s so clear.
i was right every time that i told you i loved you more.
you always denied it and said you love me more, but i guess now we know.
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 12:39 AM UTC
The saddest part is telling you I'm fine
The saddest part is when I can't look into your eyes
The saddest part is me believing it's alright
The saddest part is I can't state what's been on my mind
The hardest thing was not remembering
Cause in my mind, it's all over, they are swirling
It's here and there and I've been trying
Trying so hard to get them off but I can't stop thinking
The most painful is me still holding
Still trying to save what's left but there's nothing
Letting my mind assume that we can go back to the beginning
But I also knew that we can't because the story's end is nearing
The most painful sight is you too is hurting
But we're left no choice we aren't for each other's loving
You are the Sun that shines in the morning
While I am the Moon that hovers darkness in the evening
And the saddest part, the saddest part is me telling you lies
That I'm not hurting, I didn't cry
Not a river when I lay at night
That I am happy and fine and I don't mind
Jun 29, 2018
Jun 29, 2018 at 5:18 AM UTC
Did you know you broke my heart?
Without even say a single word
But just the way we fell apart
It felt like they **** you with a sword
I believed I was by your side
When you told me your dream so shameless
Even if we’re as different as day and night
I wanted to insist this would be endless
I agree all the blame is mine
For not having realized I was wrong
All was so clear but I was blind
Thinking in the things we could’ve done
Did you know you broke my heart?
And I blamed you all this time
Well, here comes the saddest part
I still can’t get you out of my mind
Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 7:52 PM UTC
The saddest thing that I've seen in my life
Is seeing someone who used to care
Not care anymore and accept the position they're in
Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 7:05 PM UTC
The loneliest people are the kindest, The saddest people smile the brightest, the most damaged people are the weirdest... all because they don't wish to see anyone else suffer the same as they did.
Jan 1, 2017
Jan 1, 2017 at 11:10 PM UTC
The saddest thing is that I no longer feel the pain of someone leaving me. I'm used to it.
Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 8:52 AM UTC
all the pain was because of you,
all the sacrifices and love that's true.
I hope that I can be yours too,
for you're the only song I'd like to listen to.
the message of yours is clear,
it's okay to lose me and you're not in fear.
you're my saddest song, the one and only,
and I'll love the whole you endlessly.
you're the last song I'd like to feel,
and the last song I'd love to hear.
I'll be your forever lover,
a lover that you won't even remember.
Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 3:04 AM UTC
You pull me in close at night like you never left, its beautiful, and you feel the happiness too.
Come morning your mind fills with regret, your heart became weak in the night, longing for escape from the loneliness.
I call, you show, we talked, I kissed, we held each other, my heart reconnected to its other half, a feeling of warmth and completeness rushes over my body like a river over the rock bottom, I made love to you in my most true form, ego and self righteous set aside for you, to take me how I am.
Your morning text, tells a different story, forbidden love, you call it. A rush of passion due to us never to be together.
you need to find yourself and I am no longer a plan for your future. I know what I feel, and I know you feel it too... Ill hurt myself steping into your fire again and again, to prove that you belong with me. I would think the night was a dream, but you left yourself here, a bobby pin, something so small to prove to me that you and I are real. Soon ill be impervious to your pain, and you will stop hiding and running from your feelings, this jackal you have become will hide no more.
Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 1:28 PM UTC
I feel so empty today.
Sometimes I wish
I could stand here and
Fade away.
So that no one could
see the tears running
down my face.
Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 2:12 PM UTC
The tears of a final farewell are the saddest of them all.
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 12:24 AM UTC
You once asked me
what I'd do
if you asked me to stop being friends
with you
I said
- "I'd ask why,
and I'd feel sad"
- "I'd never be the
same person again"
- "But I can't really force someone
to be my friend"
You thought
I needed to fight more
for you
and then you said
"Know that will never happen."
"I would never ask you to stop being friends."
You never did,
You just left.
I'm no longer the same person
So I guess,
in a way
we both kept
our words.
Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 4:24 PM UTC
Thought I must be in a dream.
when you sang me the sweetest music.
It was was then that i fell in love.
When you took me to your home,
Signing about hope.
For once, I wasn't occupied by sorrow.
Lets listen to more of your music.
While we rest in your home.
Together fighting of sorrow.
Only focusing on our hopes.
Thinking of our summer love.
And talking about our dreams.
See I've been working on a high hope.
That maybe we have a shot for more than love.
So Lets write some music.
That will stop us dwelling on sorrow.
We'll sing a song about our wildest dreams.
And maybe this will be our home.
We can do what we like in our home.
Wasn't that our biggest hope?
Wasn't that our brightest dream?
Can't you see it, my love?
A place without sorrow.
Where we can play our music.
There is nothing stronger than our love.
And we won't give into sorrow.
For as long as we are together, we dream.
Waiting for the baby to join this happy home.
We write new joyous music.
And it is a reality, our biggest hope
But sometimes you lose the fight against sorrow.
And nothing is like what was in your dream.
It did nothing having hope.
Disappointment moved into our home.
I never thought it would end like this, my love.
So now sorrow takes your place in this home.
There is no more hope, i have no more dreams.
Because you see my love is gone, and now I write only the saddest of music.
May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 2:58 PM UTC