And Outside, It Rains.
18/09/2024
And Outside, It Rains. A poem about distance between lovers. A poem about waiting on love that may never show up. A poem about sorrow in love.
Sad Poems
The sad poem category includes those poems that express sorrow of a heartbroken lover or a someone experiencing an unpleasant phase in their lives. The category archives a collection of short and long poems for readers looking for relatable poems that are easy to understand and connect with. Written by a budding poet and writer, these poems are full of raw sentiments.
Personal yet Enjoyable
Written as an outlet for personal feelings, the writer recommends that you read these poems at a slow pace. Though sad, they are published with a sole purpose of entertainment. Enjoy them with a cup of hot coffee or tea.
There’s Variety
Subject other than love and modern day romance can found in this category. The poet is about variety, since composing poems is all the poet loves, they intend to keep it lively, even at the Archives of Sad Poems.
Navigate through and enjoy the archives of Blotted Papers by Kaaya Faye.
Torn
23/06/2023
Time is funny because the pace seems slow until you look back and realise that so much has changed.
Silhouette
05/06/2023
Silhouette While life, in directions, lights up and beams; I stare, at the silhouette of my dreams.
Wisdom Gained Over Centuries
22/03/2018
Wisdom Gained Over Centuries The deafening sound of silencePierce through the mind and heartThe hollow scream of the voidTears me apart. Now one would thinkHow does Silence sound?Like the noise
The Pandora’s Box
19/11/2017
Life is sometimes a pandora’s box. The more you fixate on it, the more complicated it keeps getting. Soon, you are knotted in your head with only coherent thoughts being problems. And when there are none, you create some by overthinking it.
Killed My Darling
19/07/2017
Killed My Darlings My Little darling,Why such remorse?Your eyes veiled in sorrow,And lips sealing a sob. Why my dear,There’s nothing to cry about.Do not fearThat you’re about to die. Come
A Bottle of Whisky
25/05/2017
I open up the bottle and savour the smell, The medication to all men’s sorrow, Who am I to do any well? First port is full of disdain, Each drop
Misery and Mockery
03/03/2017
A poem about life and how its ups and downs can hold no meaning at all when you realize you are just a speck of dust in the grand scheme of the universe.