Are you feeling depressed or lonely how about enjoying a wide collection of sad love poems. These lyrical verses offer a deep insight into the varied aspects of human feelings some of which are too intricate to understand. Sad Love Poems are not just about frustration and helplessness but it to great extent highlights the failure or the loss of some one very close to our heart. Classic Sad Love Poems of the romantic age bore great resemblance to the varied human characteristics that one goes through when he is in a relationship.
Even Short Sad Love Poems offer an insight into the varied human feelings well displayed through lyrical verses. They reveal man's emotion related to failure, despair, unhappiness and loss.
Popular Sad Love Poems.
When We Broke Up, You Said You'd Always Love Me
When we broke up, you said you'd always love me.
Always, you said, always we'd be friends.
But soon I saw you wanted nothing of me,
And then I understood that's how it ends.
You said, "Well, it's much harder than I thought."
I guess it's always easier to lie.
You said, "Well, ask me anything you want."
But I was much too frightened to ask why.
I guess it doesn't matter why we failed,
Or why I love you after what you've done,
Or why the harshest truths must be unveiled
After the last train has come and gone.
I miss you and I love you, even though
What happened lies too deep for me to know.
By Dimitri Shostakovich
Time Does Not Bring Relief
Time does not bring relief
Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year's bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go - so with his memory they brim.
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, 'There is no memory of him here!'
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.
by Edna St Vincent Millay
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