Sad phrases

Sad and touching words

Sorrow

Sadness is a feeling that affects the heart and exhausts it, and it is the result of psychological disorders, or successive bad situations, that the person could not bear. Sadness is one of the most common causes of body diseases. Nevertheless, many writers and writers wrote about their feelings of sadness, in the form of words and thoughts, some of which we have selected for you in this article.

Sad and touching words

  • It hurts to pretend to be ignored, and your heart aches in silence.
  • We hide our sadness, pain, and tears sometimes, behind the phrase “I am fine.” Damn self-esteem, and crushing a reality that does not have an honest containment.
  • Someone: Teach me the meaning of not trusting anyone, no matter how strong my relationship with him is.
  • It is really unfortunate to search for honesty in an age of betrayal, and to search for love in cowardly hearts.
  • I will bid farewell to my sorrows, and replace my heart with a second heart, for whoever ignores my love does not deserve that I keep suffering for him.
  • Only the sad person understands the eyes of the sad, if he does not stutter: by speaking or crying.
  • Sadness is when I meet you in the crowds of days, and weave with you the most beautiful stories of my life, and we live them in all its details, then the story ends in tragedy, like every story of my life.
  • My capital is memories, a dream, hopes, and ambition, no friend, no companion, and no path to follow.
  • Sadness is when I open to you the cities of my secrets, and dwell with you in the mountain tops, then everything collapses on my head, and I am the reason for this, why? Because sadness is my companion.
  • Sadness is when I hide my life in the corridors of time, fill my bags with my days, put my happiness in everyone I love, then wave farewell to you, I have no power nor strength, and this is my end.
  • Sorrow is nothing but rust that covers the soul, and active work is what purifies the soul, polishes it, and rids it of its sorrows.
  • I gave her everything, I painted everything for her, I lit all the candles for her, and I wiped away all her tears with my hand. Forgetting her is impossible, but I forgot. Forgetting is impossible.
  • The absence of the sun remained for moments, moments, and the evening comes, and in the evening comes the farewell, and in the farewell the eyes cry, and from those tears all the candles are extinguished, except for a candle that my tears lit so that he would not forget, that the farewell was one of the most severe pains.
  • I gave her my heart, my love, and my affection, but she lost everything, so I asked myself, where is that love? She answered me that he is in the realm of being lost.
  • A person will still feel pain and fatigue when he watches someone who was the cause of his sadness one day.
  • Nothing ever appears true.
  • Sadness is that sound on cold winter nights.
  • We have no power over our hearts, it beats for whoever it wants, when it wants, and however it wants, some of them beat the heart for it, some of them beat the heart with it, and some of them are the heartbeat.
  • It is not sad that a person becomes blind, rather it is sad that a person cannot bear blindness.
  • He made me laugh three times, and three made me weep: He made me laugh, the one who hopes for the world and death seeks it, the heedless one who is not neglected, the one who laughs full of himself, not knowing whether he pleases his Lord or angers Him, and the parting of loved ones, Muhammad and his party, makes me cry, and he is the one who rises at the depths of death, and standing before God Almighty on the day the secrets are revealed. Then I do not know whether to heaven or to hell.
  • Inside me there is still a tear, a wound, and a muffled cry, the pain is still asleep, and with a word he is awakened from his sleep, my apparent calmness deceives the calmness of a shocked person.
  • Do not regret the love you lived, even if it became a memory that hurts you. If the flowers have dried up and lost their fragrance, and nothing remains of them but thorns, do not forget that they gave you a beautiful fragrance that made you happy.
  • Life is nothing but a big group picture, you may one day give up your place in it for the happiness of the one you love.
  • Don't recalculate yesterday, and what you lost in it; What you lost does not return to you, for the papers that fall do not return, but be optimistic that renewal will take place for more beautiful days.
  • No eternity extinguishes the pain of loss and separation.
  • Cruelty was your sin, pride was mine, and when the two sins joined together, separation was their infernal birth.
  • You left me, and I looked at your picture in front of me, recalling my beautiful memories, and the sweet moments that brought us together, how happy we were, how much we cried, and how many difficulties we faced together, but this time taught me that life is nothing but a collection of pictures.
  • I wish time would return, and the meeting would remain forever, but no matter how many years have passed; Death will remain groaning, and memories will remain a dictionary on which touches of farewell and parting resound, and farewell and death is survival.
  • the pain is very difficult; But the most difficult thing is not to find someone who shares this pain with you, and relieves you of its cruelty.
  • Do not leave without a reason, return without an appointment, and expect that your place will not change.
  • It is impossible for your brain to forget someone you loved and considered a reason for your happiness in life one day.
  • This is how the days are, you deprived me even of dreams, I adored loneliness and torment, joys between me and them are a veil, for how long, my heart? How long will the days hurt me? How long will I hold back the sorrows?
  • Nothing new except that there is nostalgia that kills my heart, longing that wants to tear me apart, and painful memories that dominate my features.
  • It hurts to be truer than they expect, and they are more false than they expected.
  • They were with me on the waiting sidewalk, telling me the stories of the absent, and after their loved ones returned, they hugged in front of me, then left, and I was left alone, lamenting my situation.
  • The hardest thing is to leave a soul and not leave me, and your voice remains in my ears, and you are absent and your image remains in my eyes, and you leave and your breath remains in my heart, and you disappear, and your shadow remains behind me, tearing me apart with all your might.
  • Beautiful, sincere love will be remembered forever, and false love ends at the last point at the bottom of the wound.
  • Why do I have to collect the remains behind you at the end of the night, so I make you cry and make you cry, why did you who gave all my life for her eyes, why?
  • Wipe with the handkerchief of hope the tear of despair, and make fun of the events of time with a smile.
  • I used to leave my loved ones and forget them with a tear, but you dried up, the tears of my eyes dried up, and I did not forget you.
  • If your love fades, and your pulse dies in my veins, rest assured, I am above the ground.
  • There are still wounds in my heart, wounds that are still bleeding, wounds that have rotted from the abundance of blood, wounds that made me cry until all my tears dried up, wounds that extinguished my desire to continue living.
  • No one can feel or understand you anymore, even you sometimes don't know what's wrong with you.
  • Sleep has become just an anesthesia needle in preparation for a surgery called tomorrow.
  • Don't wait for false promises, and write for your death; A cry in order not to die, for the ashes of your life will not hold a funeral for you.
  • My days are black, you do not see the sun, and silence and torment inhabit them, and the darkness of the night engulfs them, and you do not know the meaning of colors, days when the moon has set, and you have mastered nothing but the language of weeping, days when you are dying, days like ghosts, days when you are breathless, and despair and loss overwhelm me.
  • What is the likeness of a person in life to a ship in the waves of this sea, if the ship rises, descends, or dies, it is not only from it, but rather what is around it, and this ship will not be able to possess anything from the law around it, but its law is steadfastness, balance, and guidance to Its intent and its salvation are in its law, so a person should not blame the world and its rulings, but let him strive to rule himself.
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