English Poetry, Sad & Love Poetry in English
English poetry captures emotions of sad and love through touching shayari, deep verses, and soulful Ghazals. Explore heartfelt 2 lines, perfect for text copy paste, WhatsApp status, Facebook, and Instagram posts. Easily download, share, and express your feelings with timeless poetic beauty. Whether you're moved by loss or inspired by romance, this collection of poetry in English speaks directly to the soul.
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Ignite Indignation Ignited
You Cant Suppress The Voices
Their Hearts Grew So Fearless And Bold
They Bleed But With A Smile
You Can Vacate A Piece Of Land
But Their Faith Is Ever Increasing
Giving Others A Lesson Of Steadfastness
Melting Hearts Everywhere With A Glance
But The Hearts Of Oppressors, Weak And Fearful
Reckoning On Their Weapons N Technologies
Hiding Behind Their Lies And Devil
Waiting To Unleash A New Era Of Evil
A Man Hollowing A Wall To Provide Food To Hungry
And The Oppressors Bulldozing Patients And Injured
Killing Little Babies Like Innocent Angels
Yet Half The World Seems Blind Whats Right And Who Is Wrong
With Tied Hands And Empty Stares
Stony Hearts And Caring Only For Their Shares
Just Wait And Watch Till The Tables Turn
If You Ignite A Fire So Wild Rest Assured To Be Burnt
Muniza
You Cant Suppress The Voices
Their Hearts Grew So Fearless And Bold
They Bleed But With A Smile
You Can Vacate A Piece Of Land
But Their Faith Is Ever Increasing
Giving Others A Lesson Of Steadfastness
Melting Hearts Everywhere With A Glance
But The Hearts Of Oppressors, Weak And Fearful
Reckoning On Their Weapons N Technologies
Hiding Behind Their Lies And Devil
Waiting To Unleash A New Era Of Evil
A Man Hollowing A Wall To Provide Food To Hungry
And The Oppressors Bulldozing Patients And Injured
Killing Little Babies Like Innocent Angels
Yet Half The World Seems Blind Whats Right And Who Is Wrong
With Tied Hands And Empty Stares
Stony Hearts And Caring Only For Their Shares
Just Wait And Watch Till The Tables Turn
If You Ignite A Fire So Wild Rest Assured To Be Burnt
Muniza
Soft feelings are blooming flower!! Soft Feelings Are Blooming Flower
Which Hv Faragrance Forever
Renderness Is Moon Glow
Like Fresh Rose's Row
If You Want Getting Love By Allah
Make Your-Self As Want By Allah
Take Pity And Take Happiness
Don't Forget Renderness
Allah Blesses Those
Who Be Kind To Others Syeda Sadia Amber Jilani
Which Hv Faragrance Forever
Renderness Is Moon Glow
Like Fresh Rose's Row
If You Want Getting Love By Allah
Make Your-Self As Want By Allah
Take Pity And Take Happiness
Don't Forget Renderness
Allah Blesses Those
Who Be Kind To Others Syeda Sadia Amber Jilani
Guiding Light of You In the crowd of apparitions
I see an angel and that is you
In the state of my loneliness
I see the companion and that is you
In the insufficiency of my being
I see the complement and that is you
At the center of criticism
I see the compliment and that is you
In the state of my madness
I see the ray of joy and that is you
In the dilemma of my thoughts
I see the decision and that is you
In the state of my reverie
I see the beautiful life and that is you
In the escapism from the chaos
I see the celestial light and that is you
In the moment of my blindness
I see the eyes and that is you
In the ocean of my love
I see the lotus and that is you
In the rainy day of my life
I see the spring and that is you
In the sheer wild thoughts in my mind
I feel the peace and that is you
In the midst of absurdities in my heart
I feel the love and that is you.
Muhammad Akram
I see an angel and that is you
In the state of my loneliness
I see the companion and that is you
In the insufficiency of my being
I see the complement and that is you
At the center of criticism
I see the compliment and that is you
In the state of my madness
I see the ray of joy and that is you
In the dilemma of my thoughts
I see the decision and that is you
In the state of my reverie
I see the beautiful life and that is you
In the escapism from the chaos
I see the celestial light and that is you
In the moment of my blindness
I see the eyes and that is you
In the ocean of my love
I see the lotus and that is you
In the rainy day of my life
I see the spring and that is you
In the sheer wild thoughts in my mind
I feel the peace and that is you
In the midst of absurdities in my heart
I feel the love and that is you.
Muhammad Akram
When I dead my dearest When I dead, My dearest
when I dead my dearest
don't make your eyes wet
don't forget me as I never exist
don't write an elegy about me
When I dead my dearest
when you want to meet
when you want to talk
When you want to hug
when I dead my dearest
I'll meet you in your dreams
besides you,near the sea shore
under the rainy lightning sky
You always find in the corner of your heart
When I dead my dearest
You can find me in books
You can find me in your imaginative characters
You can find me in nature
You can find me in rain drops
You can find me in the sand of desert
You can feel me in the fragrant flowers
when I dead my dearest
You can never forget me
We can't be separate
You'll find me in your thoughts and in your soul
when I dead my dearest
Tasleem Nizamani
when I dead my dearest
don't make your eyes wet
don't forget me as I never exist
don't write an elegy about me
When I dead my dearest
when you want to meet
when you want to talk
When you want to hug
when I dead my dearest
I'll meet you in your dreams
besides you,near the sea shore
under the rainy lightning sky
You always find in the corner of your heart
When I dead my dearest
You can find me in books
You can find me in your imaginative characters
You can find me in nature
You can find me in rain drops
You can find me in the sand of desert
You can feel me in the fragrant flowers
when I dead my dearest
You can never forget me
We can't be separate
You'll find me in your thoughts and in your soul
when I dead my dearest
Tasleem Nizamani
Life isn't stagnant life isn't stagnant
life isn't stagnant
it's passing every time every second
sometime fast like cheetah
sometimes slow like tortoise
it brings some changes
it has many faces
sometime joyful or sometime sorrowful..
sometimes hard like diamond
sometimes soft like cesium
sometimes dark like night
sometimes enlighted like a cheerful morning....
it's a different journey for different people Tasleem Nizamani
life isn't stagnant
it's passing every time every second
sometime fast like cheetah
sometimes slow like tortoise
it brings some changes
it has many faces
sometime joyful or sometime sorrowful..
sometimes hard like diamond
sometimes soft like cesium
sometimes dark like night
sometimes enlighted like a cheerful morning....
it's a different journey for different people Tasleem Nizamani
Heart Broken Sad Poetry in English If I'd never met you,
I wouldn't feel the pain
Of losing your sweet love;
I wouldn't feel insane.
But if I'd never met you,
I wouldn't know the pleasure
Of ecstasy's warm gifts
And memories to treasure.
Now moving on with life,
I force a wistful grin,
Questioning what went wrong,
Wondering what might have been. Joanna
I wouldn't feel the pain
Of losing your sweet love;
I wouldn't feel insane.
But if I'd never met you,
I wouldn't know the pleasure
Of ecstasy's warm gifts
And memories to treasure.
Now moving on with life,
I force a wistful grin,
Questioning what went wrong,
Wondering what might have been. Joanna
A Small Word Mother A Small Word Mother
Yet its perimeter is huge,
Which started before birth
It remain until death,
Mother is forbidden to forget the word.
From to be held in the womb
Care in her womb,
We was harassed her
Still cared for,
The word mother is the first talk of the child.
Mother's face is with full of compassion
Bhuban bholano mother's parsa,
If the mother is hurt
The throne of God trembled,
It is forbidden to hurt mother.
Ever sad mothers
Always sacrifice their happiness
Did not express his sorrow
Although the chest is torn with difficulty,
Always remember your mother.
Even after die mother
She will give you compassion,
Never forget yoyr
Don't make life dull.
Keep the word mother
Never forget her
Mother is forbidden to forget the word. Yousof Jamil
Yet its perimeter is huge,
Which started before birth
It remain until death,
Mother is forbidden to forget the word.
From to be held in the womb
Care in her womb,
We was harassed her
Still cared for,
The word mother is the first talk of the child.
Mother's face is with full of compassion
Bhuban bholano mother's parsa,
If the mother is hurt
The throne of God trembled,
It is forbidden to hurt mother.
Ever sad mothers
Always sacrifice their happiness
Did not express his sorrow
Although the chest is torn with difficulty,
Always remember your mother.
Even after die mother
She will give you compassion,
Never forget yoyr
Don't make life dull.
Keep the word mother
Never forget her
Mother is forbidden to forget the word. Yousof Jamil
Optimism In our own tracks of ambition
We will reach the destination
Let not distance lead to deterioration
So make our pain a celebration
In the way, if we face confrontation
Will not indulge in accusation
We'll laugh away the humiliation
Just without any hesitation
Life is all about imagination
Would we ruin by frustration?
And go back to nullification!
No, we'll get positivity from provocation
Thus keep on doing experimentation
Until we find a solution
Success and failure are in close juxtaposition
Our goal is our selection
Never will we lower expectation
My dear, we will not be overwhelmed by mortification
Each era has its cessation
Returing life to its jollification
And when the voluminous but dusty recollection
Will erect around us, an iron fortification
Causing nostalgic suffocation
We to avoid asphyxiation
Will put up ventilation
Then through the ventilation
Will carry out inspection
And solve by retrospection
The yester reservation
To ourself, will submit confession
Of our desperation
Then from the deprivation
We'll make new resolution
Under the shade of determination
And utter the words of conviction
With sincere and devout dedication
Thus smile with relaxation
My dear, we will not be overwhelmed by mortification
Each era has its cessation
Returning life to jollification Saima Qureshi
We will reach the destination
Let not distance lead to deterioration
So make our pain a celebration
In the way, if we face confrontation
Will not indulge in accusation
We'll laugh away the humiliation
Just without any hesitation
Life is all about imagination
Would we ruin by frustration?
And go back to nullification!
No, we'll get positivity from provocation
Thus keep on doing experimentation
Until we find a solution
Success and failure are in close juxtaposition
Our goal is our selection
Never will we lower expectation
My dear, we will not be overwhelmed by mortification
Each era has its cessation
Returing life to its jollification
And when the voluminous but dusty recollection
Will erect around us, an iron fortification
Causing nostalgic suffocation
We to avoid asphyxiation
Will put up ventilation
Then through the ventilation
Will carry out inspection
And solve by retrospection
The yester reservation
To ourself, will submit confession
Of our desperation
Then from the deprivation
We'll make new resolution
Under the shade of determination
And utter the words of conviction
With sincere and devout dedication
Thus smile with relaxation
My dear, we will not be overwhelmed by mortification
Each era has its cessation
Returning life to jollification Saima Qureshi
Black Night And Blue Moon Black Night And Blue Moon,
Listen My Wisper Very Soon
How Much Distance, Don't know,
They Are With Me Just Show
When My Eyes Have Rain!
They Come silently, Share My Pain
In This World That Is Sain,
With Struggle Humanity Who Gain
Love And Sympathy Are Main,
Which My Feelings Explain
White Bird Is Like My Heart,
Who Loves Moon By Heart
Only Best In Creature,
Who Is Sensitive by Nature!!
Amber! We must Know,
The Skint Of Feeling Is No! Syeda Sadia Amber Jilani
Listen My Wisper Very Soon
How Much Distance, Don't know,
They Are With Me Just Show
When My Eyes Have Rain!
They Come silently, Share My Pain
In This World That Is Sain,
With Struggle Humanity Who Gain
Love And Sympathy Are Main,
Which My Feelings Explain
White Bird Is Like My Heart,
Who Loves Moon By Heart
Only Best In Creature,
Who Is Sensitive by Nature!!
Amber! We must Know,
The Skint Of Feeling Is No! Syeda Sadia Amber Jilani
My Loud Whispers It's been two decimal two decades
We have been living Alone Together
And there, between us an Eloquent Silence
Clearly Misunderstood it was always
Showing an Intense Apathy for each other
An act that was Openly Deceptive
Day to day our Lovers' Quarrels
Made this affair Really Fake
We being a Perfect Mismatch
Kept dragging our Lifeless Relationship
This being our Only Choice
For our Earth Angels
Was it our Cruel Kindess
Or a Deliberate Mistake
Which we Wise Fools never understood
Me trying to take everything as Proud Humility
Got habitual to this Sad Happiness
Addicted to Bitter Sweet taste life
Seeking Honour rooted in Dishonor
And being Hopelessly Optimistic
To make it Back to Future! Saima Qureshi
We have been living Alone Together
And there, between us an Eloquent Silence
Clearly Misunderstood it was always
Showing an Intense Apathy for each other
An act that was Openly Deceptive
Day to day our Lovers' Quarrels
Made this affair Really Fake
We being a Perfect Mismatch
Kept dragging our Lifeless Relationship
This being our Only Choice
For our Earth Angels
Was it our Cruel Kindess
Or a Deliberate Mistake
Which we Wise Fools never understood
Me trying to take everything as Proud Humility
Got habitual to this Sad Happiness
Addicted to Bitter Sweet taste life
Seeking Honour rooted in Dishonor
And being Hopelessly Optimistic
To make it Back to Future! Saima Qureshi
People areLike Books People Are Like Books
Individuals encountered in daily life, are just like books
Their essence may or may not correspond with their looks
Many fascinate us by their cover
But disenchant when throughly discovered
Few, though ordinary blank by the face front
Captivate us with their content! Saima Qureshi
Individuals encountered in daily life, are just like books
Their essence may or may not correspond with their looks
Many fascinate us by their cover
But disenchant when throughly discovered
Few, though ordinary blank by the face front
Captivate us with their content! Saima Qureshi
Listening To Me Agnoy of mind, I just wanted to share
Talk little, shed tears and express my fear
Needed to put off the burden and be free
All I wanted was, you kept listening to me
No solutions, no help, no support, I asked for
Just wanted someone to be my beholder
A little bit attention and share my misery
All I wanted was you kept listening to me
No favours from you, I ever needed
Limits of my feelings for you, never exceeded
I don't know the wrongs in me, how did you see
All I wanted was you kept listening to me Saima Qureshi
Talk little, shed tears and express my fear
Needed to put off the burden and be free
All I wanted was, you kept listening to me
No solutions, no help, no support, I asked for
Just wanted someone to be my beholder
A little bit attention and share my misery
All I wanted was you kept listening to me
No favours from you, I ever needed
Limits of my feelings for you, never exceeded
I don't know the wrongs in me, how did you see
All I wanted was you kept listening to me Saima Qureshi
Scared No matter what you say and show
The truth very much, I do know
With me, you cherish to talk
Side by side, you want to walk
Your deepest mind, you wish to share
You also need to breathe fresh air
But on your conscious, you bear a fear
Hence, of me, you always steer clear
Your mind compels you to worry
Everything good you want to burry
You are scared, can't you see
Scared of falling in love with me! Saima Qureshi
The truth very much, I do know
With me, you cherish to talk
Side by side, you want to walk
Your deepest mind, you wish to share
You also need to breathe fresh air
But on your conscious, you bear a fear
Hence, of me, you always steer clear
Your mind compels you to worry
Everything good you want to burry
You are scared, can't you see
Scared of falling in love with me! Saima Qureshi
Poetess Never hurt a poetess!
For she won't harm you back
But her lesion will not cure
Her thoughts would twist the knife
And she'll write 'you' in her rhymes
Thus she, with her asthetic advocacy
Trial you and guilt trip you
Hence execute you many a times...
Never humiliate a poetess!
For she won't disgrace you in return
But her agnoy will keep recurring
Her eyes would hold the tears back
And she'll shed 'you' drop by drop
Thus she, with her literary emotions
Villianize you and vilify you
Hence assassinate you many a times...
Never tarnish a poetess!
For she won't break your pride
But her suffering will never heal
Her lips would be buttoned up
And she'll storytell 'you' with her pen
Thus she, with her eloquent artistry
Stigmatise you and traumatise you
Hence slay you many a times... Saima Qureshi
For she won't harm you back
But her lesion will not cure
Her thoughts would twist the knife
And she'll write 'you' in her rhymes
Thus she, with her asthetic advocacy
Trial you and guilt trip you
Hence execute you many a times...
Never humiliate a poetess!
For she won't disgrace you in return
But her agnoy will keep recurring
Her eyes would hold the tears back
And she'll shed 'you' drop by drop
Thus she, with her literary emotions
Villianize you and vilify you
Hence assassinate you many a times...
Never tarnish a poetess!
For she won't break your pride
But her suffering will never heal
Her lips would be buttoned up
And she'll storytell 'you' with her pen
Thus she, with her eloquent artistry
Stigmatise you and traumatise you
Hence slay you many a times... Saima Qureshi
World Heart Day My heart yearned to connect to yours
I spared no effort
Even did the damnedest
To achieve an access
All I got was
Congestion and obstruction
Which made me pine away
Suffering takotsubo always
Today someone advised me
"My dear make your heart free
And use your heart
To connect to own heart!"
Saima Qureshi
I spared no effort
Even did the damnedest
To achieve an access
All I got was
Congestion and obstruction
Which made me pine away
Suffering takotsubo always
Today someone advised me
"My dear make your heart free
And use your heart
To connect to own heart!"
Saima Qureshi
Trying to Try Failure is a prime chapter of life
Loosing and winning is a regular strife
Here I feel being stuck in the middle
Finding a way out seems a tricky riddle
But here I'm, struggling with time
My soul is constantly drinking brine
Thrown back in the time that I barely passed
But will make it a blast coz fingers are crossed
Majority of us don't have a hope to give
Many are just living to live
While some are dying to die
And here's me, trying to try !!! Safia Mushtaq
Loosing and winning is a regular strife
Here I feel being stuck in the middle
Finding a way out seems a tricky riddle
But here I'm, struggling with time
My soul is constantly drinking brine
Thrown back in the time that I barely passed
But will make it a blast coz fingers are crossed
Majority of us don't have a hope to give
Many are just living to live
While some are dying to die
And here's me, trying to try !!! Safia Mushtaq
Monday Morning Ritual Monday morning
marked the passage of time
with gently rippling white sheets
drying on clotheslines
on green lawns
behind houses.
And even though
we failed to see
Time strolling by,
we saw busy mothers
with wicker clothes-baskets
fixing gleaming white
with one-piece wooden
clothespins. Charles
marked the passage of time
with gently rippling white sheets
drying on clotheslines
on green lawns
behind houses.
And even though
we failed to see
Time strolling by,
we saw busy mothers
with wicker clothes-baskets
fixing gleaming white
with one-piece wooden
clothespins. Charles
English Poetry
English poetry is a timeless means of artistic expression. Poets use purposefully selected words to convey strong emotions, creative ideas, and the complex beauty of life. English poetry expresses human emotions beautifully. From the classics of William Shakespeare and John Keats to the modern verses of contemporary poets. Whether you lose someone or experience a long-distance relationship, sad poetry in English can give words to those unsaid words.
The consolation for many comes from sad poetry in English: these evocative compositions richly detail sorrow, heartache, and emotional pain that are true to life in depth and elegance. As a result, despairing members of society have looked into these poems to find a reflection of their own emotions, granting them the opportunity to express the inexpressible. For the past, English poets have never shunned sorrow and longing but have given such pain healing through beautiful and poignant lines that linger on in the mind of the reader.
Besides melancholy, English poetry talks about joy, nature, valor, and imagination. It flows in every possible form, from a sonnet, a haiku, free verse, and rhymed couplets, with each being rhythmically and stylistically distinctive. Today, in a digital age, English poetry is being shared profusely in books, on the internet, and through social media, earning itself vast exposure.
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