Most Emotional Poems About Love, Life That Make U Cry

After a person’s life, there are also events that make a person feel emotional, such as falling apart or being betrayed in love. When a person brings such old memories to mind, he becomes anxious and emotional. Man should control his emotions. No calf can be found in this way nor can you awaken love in someone’s heart with these emotions. Endurance and patience are the real success. We have collected poems that express emotions that will make you feel valued.

Silent Tears

Shh…listen, don’t you hear?
I’m crying, but they are silent tears.
I’m crying on the inside so you can’t see
all the pain running though me .
I cry for you, I cry for me.
I cry for the times I can’t,
so if you listen, you may hear my silent tears.

—Amanda Smith

Sad Emotional Live Poem


The Change

Your eyes don’t seem so bright.
They’ve lost their shining light.

Your smile,
It was the perfect style.

So elegant and right;
Now it’s been pulled tight.

Your face looks gone,
Like when humanity’s last breath is drawn.

—Samia Bibi

Beautiful Emotional Poem


My Everything

You’re my love, my life,
The air that I breathe.
You’re my soul, my happiness,
The all that I need.

You’re my light, my dark,
The stars in the sky.
You’re my ups, my downs,
The reason I try.

You’re my strength, my weakness,
The love from the start.
You’re my heartache, my pain,
The beat of my heart

You’re my tears, my joy,
The love that you bring.
You’re my world, my galaxy,
You’re my everything.

—Dean Coombes

Life Emotional Poetry


Mothers Plea

The saddest for a mother to watch
is her daughter
watching the snow fall
through a cold window pane
Fogged by the breath of a sick little girl
pressing her face hard up against the glass.

Too sick to go outside;
but not too sick to ask
why god made something so pretty
that she couldn’t play with.

—Kelsy Marks

Mother Love Poem


He’ll Never Know

I want to run, I want to hide
From all the pain he caused inside.
I want to scream, I want to cry.
Why can’t I tell him goodbye?

I want to move on; I just can’t let go.
I love him more than he will ever know.
I want to start over, I want to feel free!
But this pain will never leave me be.

He hurt me bad; the pain is deep
From all the promises he couldn’t keep.
All the lies I heard him say
Are in my head and just won’t fade.

How can I forget him, leave him behind?
Erase the memories from my mind?
He doesn’t love me, and he never will.
He will never care how I feel.




The Opposite Is Also True

They say it’s sweet that we laugh
because our bodies literally
can’t contain the

But the opposite is also true. We cry
because our bodies physically
can’t contain the


Short Emotional Poem


No Celebration

What’s the point of celebrating
When the ones you loved have gone?
It’s only the beginning of another year,
Another year of struggling alone.

Nothing new will happen.
Nothing old will ever change.
The past has left its scars.
Now only old memories remain.

John P. Read



I Tried So Hard

I tried my best.
I gave you my all,
And now there’s nothing left.

You stole my heart
Then tore it in two.
Now I’m falling apart
And don’t know what to do.

Divided by decisions,
Burned by the fire,
Confused by your words,
Tempted by desire.

I’m living in the present.
My mind is on the past.
Not knowing what I’ll lose,
Not knowing what will last.

Blinded by fear,
Drowning in doubt,
Struggling to be free,
Looking for a way out.

—Whitney Barton


Pain Of A Broken Heart

Tears of blood fall from my broken heart.
I never thought we would be apart.

When you held me, you said “forever.”
Now that you’re gone, I know you meant “never.”

Saying you love me with that look in your eye,
And that was a cold-hearted lie.

Your tender touch, a soft kiss,
Two things about you I will miss.

As I sit here thinking about you,
My face is wet with tears past due.

I should’ve cried a long time ago,
But I loved you so.

I know they say love is blind,
But I had only you on my mind.

A hurt so deep it cuts like a knife,
But wounds heal and I’ll go on with my life.



Two Hundred Twelve

If you’ve had a hard time
replacing pain with love,
you’re not alone.

Embrace all of you.

It takes more than
the sun to make
a rainbow.

—Tanya Markul


Possibility Pair, Of Ox

I wake up,
I never sleep

I fill my lungs,
I never breathe

I move my lips,
I never speak

Broken pipes that never leak

I open eyes,
I cannot see

I spire thoughts
I cannot teach

I drip in eighths,
I cannot listen

Tortured souls that cannot glisten

—David Mchugh


How Could I Be So Lonely

How could I be so lost
In a place I know so well?
How could I be so broken
In a family so together?
How could I be so lonely
Surrounded by so many?
How could I be so unhappy
Surrounded by so much beauty?
How could I be me
When even I remain a mystery?

—Cath Glasgow


In Spite Of You

At you

Because of you

In spite of you

—Jennifer A. Boulch


The Perfect Little Town

The little town was the perfect little town,
Where never would you see even one little frown.
No matter where you’d go around town to stroll,
There were perfect little houses, all in a perfect row.

It was the perfect town, till you crossed the tracks,
Where there were rows and rows of dirty little shacks.
The people who lived there lived just outside,
Just outside of the perfect little town.

—Irwin Mercer


Aching Hearts

We talk a lot about broken hearts.
But oh,
what about the aching ones?
The hearts that are healing
but can’t escape the visits of the
cold, sharp
pain gripping their core.
The hearts that appear
whole again
but still experience
the waves of hurt
crash against their soul’s door.

—Liz Newman


Hurt And Pain

Hurt and pain.
There’s much to gain.
Peace and love.
It’s all the same.
Confusion and doubt.
We’re not without.
We weep, we cry.
We plead, we try.
We laugh, we smile.
Only to be hurt
By one last trial.
Life is a lesson,
So learn it well.
Maybe one day
You can tell its tale.



Let It Rain

Clouds of thunder, pouring rain,
The hurt I feel, the throbbing pain.
Droplets trickling down my face.
Shall rain give me this one embrace?

Drenched and cold, my biggest fears,
Not by the rain but by my tears.
When will this storm come to an end?
Embrace me rain, my only friend.

—Justin Raphael Lopez Gutierrez


The Mask

Who am I?
You think you know…
Behind this mask of a
smile is a desperate heart
hiding tears flowing, slamming
against the walls of my heart
like the rising waterscapes on a stormy day.
You think you see me for who I am,
but I allow you only to see who I wish I were.

—Kathy Russell


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