Ezra Pound, a prominent modernist poet, masterfully captured the complexities of love and heartbreak in his poetry. Known for his concise and evocative style, Pound used vivid imagery and symbolism to explore the fleeting nature of love.
His poems often blend beauty with sorrow, depicting love as both a source of joy and deep pain. The influence of his personal experiences, such as failed relationships and disillusionment with the world, permeates much of his work.
Through short, impactful lines, Pound conveys profound emotions, showing how love can be both a fleeting dream and a cause of suffering. His sad poetry resonates with universal themes of longing, loss, and the passage of time, making his work timeless and relatable.
The city streets are empty, cold, and grey,
A thousand faces lost, drifting away.
The music fades, a lone bird in the rain,
Whispers of love, now only sorrow and pain.
Beneath the sky, the petals fall apart,
Each breath a sigh, a fragment of the heart.
The silent waves retreat into the night,
Unspoken dreams, vanishing from sight.
In the stillness, shadows stretch and grow,
Time moves on, but I will never know.
The moonlight fades, a shadow on the ground,
In silence, I hear no familiar sound.
A withered rose upon the ancient stone,
Alone I stand, my heart an empty throne.
The evening stars are distant, cold, and bright,
A silent tear reflects their lonely light.
The world has passed, its echoes lost in air,
What was once whole now shattered, laid bare.
A bird’s song lingers in the dying breeze,
But fades too soon, like whispers through the trees.
The river flows, its current swift and deep,
But in its wake, my soul can only weep.
A forgotten name carved in the old wood,
Time’s cruel hand has erased what once was good.
The cold winds carry voices of the past,
But nothing here can hold me, none can last.
In empty halls, the silence feels like snow,
A thousand dreams that never had a glow.
The flowers bloom, but soon they all will die,
Like all my hopes, they fade and wither by.