Tag Archives: poems about sadness

Silly Girl

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there was a silly girl

who didn't see

the mistake she made

by trusting me



she gave her heart

she gave her all

and I tripped her up

just to watch her fall



I felt big by

making her small

used sarcasm and anger

kept her back to the wall



I didn't listen

I didn't see

that she stopped loving

wanted only to be free



now I’m sorry

but it comes too late

for too long I sowed meanness

and now I reap her hate



©️2023 jai

Image by Brigitte Werner from Pixabay

Roads

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a child knows nothing

about the consequences 

of the many roads

she will walk in life

until the end

when the last road is chosen 

and for better or worse

she arrives at her destination



old, with no more roads left to walk

she then ponders

those fearlessly taken

the ones passed by, unexplored

the hurtful ones

paved with nails and glass

and she realizes that long ago

she lost her way



too late now

she knows, over and over

she picked the wrong roads

always in a hurry

she veered left on a whim

right on a wish

and only has herself to blame

for this damned dead end



©2023 jai

Image by Markus Distelrath from Pixabay

Mistress Youth

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youth is a fickle mistress

batting her clear green eyes

whispering in your ear...

I will stay with you forever



naively, you believe her

slug through the weeks

and months and years

thinking she will always be there



you live your days for others

instead of yourself and her, while

work and family obligations

mindlessly gorge on time perennial



time you should have spent loving

time you should have spent living

time you should have spent just being

time you should have spent with her



until one morning you wake up alone

she has left you for someone younger

leaving you old and worn out and used up

no good to yourself or anyone else



you see her out with her new love

and grow angry and resentful and hard

hating her for abandoning you

hating her for being happy without you



then, slowly you come to realize

that she did not leave you

you left her, long ago, standing alone

crying, ‘neath the glow of a fallow moon


©️2023 jai

Image by Victoria_Watercolor from Pixabay

Hoodoo

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She stares up at the starry sky
while puffs of clouds meander by
to silent, dark places not known.
She watches alone, all alone, yearning to fly.

All her life, she’s been a bird, caged,
frazzled, red feathers, eyes of jade;
both, no longer as sleek and bright—
In fact, she is quite a sad sight…has come unmade.

She’s been called a bitch—perhaps, witch?
—that wasn’t a spell, just a twitch,
muttered with a foul word or two
at the one who causes hoodoo, makes her bones itch.

One night she will straddle a broom,
run away from this life entombed.
To the far heavens, she will climb—
Yes, stay up long past her bedtime…fly with the moon.

©2023 jai

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Image by Ruslan Sikunov from Pixabay