Will someone tell me some really sad love poems?

Question

its not for school, and im not trying to steal anyones poems, i just love poetry.... i want sad poems about love and life, maybe about breaking up, or wanting that person you love back, just anything sad.... and im not big on shakespear, sorry

Answer 1

Tonight I Can Write

I can write the saddest lines tonight.

Write for example: ‘The night is fractured

and they shiver, blue, those stars, in the distance’

The night wind turns in the sky and sings.

I can write the saddest lines tonight.

I loved her, sometimes she loved me too.

On nights like these I held her in my arms.

I kissed her greatly under the infinite sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.

How could I not have loved her huge, still eyes.

I can write the saddest lines tonight.

To think I don’t have her, to feel I have lost her.

Hear the vast night, vaster without her.

Lines fall on the soul like dew on the grass.

What does it matter that I couldn’t keep her.

The night is fractured and she is not with me.

That is all. Someone sings far off. Far off,

my soul is not content to have lost her.

As though to reach her, my sight looks for her.

My heart looks for her: she is not with me

The same night whitens, in the same branches.

We, from that time, we are not the same.

I don’t love her, that’s certain, but how I loved her.

My voice tried to find the breeze to reach her.

Another’s kisses on her, like my kisses.

Her voice, her bright body, infinite eyes.

I don’t love her, that’s certain, but perhaps I love her.

Love is brief: forgetting lasts so long.

Since, on these nights, I held her in my arms,

my soul is not content to have lost her.

Though this is the last pain she will make me suffer,

and these are the last lines I will write for her.

Pablo Neruda

Answer 2

MY FAORITE! Annabel Lee!!

It was many and many a year ago,

         In a kingdom by the sea,

That a maiden there lived whom you may know

         By the name of Annabel Lee;

And this maiden she lived with no other thought

         Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,

         In this kingdom by the sea;

But we loved with a love that was more than love-

         I and my Annabel Lee;

With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven

         Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,

         In this kingdom by the sea,

A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling

         My beautiful Annabel Lee;

So that her highborn kinsman came

         And bore her away from me,

To shut her up in a sepulchre

         In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,

         Went envying her and me-

Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,

         In this kingdom by the sea)

That the wind came out of the cloud by night,

         Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love

         Of those who were older than we-

         Of many far wiser than we-

And neither the angels in heaven above,

         Nor the demons down under the sea,

Can ever dissever my soul from the soul

         Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams

         Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes

         Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side

Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,

         In the sepulchre there by the sea,

         In her tomb by the sounding sea.

-Edgar Allan Poe.

Answer 3

Hey, it's the Fourth of July.  No sad anything allowed. Get with the program.  Go watch a parade. Go set off some fireworks. Go to the beach and drink beer with your friends. Enjoy life at least for today.  You can feel sad all you want tomorrow.

Answer 4

This is an excerpt from a childrens book   by Debi Gliori

Small said, "But what about when we are dead and gone, will you love me then, does love go on?"

Large held Small snug as they looked out at the night, at the moon in the dark and the stars shining bright. " Small, look at the stars, how they shine and glow, some of the stars died a long time ago. Still they shine in the evening skies, for you see, Small, love like starlight never dies...."

Answer 5

Christina Rossetti

Remember



REMEMBER me when I am gone away,  

Gone far away into the silent land;  

When you can no more hold me by the hand,  

Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.  

Remember me when no more day by day

You tell me of our future that you plann'd:  

Only remember me; you understand  

It will be late to counsel then or pray.  

Yet if you should forget me for a while  

And afterwards remember, do not grieve:

For if the darkness and corruption leave  

A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,  

Better by far you should forget and smile  

Than that you should remember and be sad.

Good, isn't it? I didn't write it of course, but I wish I had.

Answer 6

Love is a word that cannot be told but shown with such greatness and strength.

You mean so much I will fight a bear for you

with all my might.

Baby you are so out of sight

Being with you feels so right

I can't sleep at night

Being away from you makes me full of  fears

Expressing my tears

With such despairs

Makes wonder is my love so real

I cannot see clear

But i know that you are the one who heals my wounds

Gave me a voice that full of all types of sounds

Baby where my ring around your finger

While make a some ginger cookies

Baby all the spices I need are on you in the nicest place that can be reach

now grab the peach squeeze out the love juice i have for you.