Love Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about lost love, heartbreak and relationship problems
Previously covering both the sides of love, this section now focuses on poems about the dark side of love, heartbreak and the hurt caused by lost love. Happy love poetry now finds a home in the "upbeat poems" section. This category is reserved for love poems about troubled friendships and relationships and it's where poets offload emotional pain inflected by (ex) boyfriends, girlfriends, wives, husbands, family and friends. Which all begs the question, what is love anyway? Maybe you'll find out here.
i still think of her
these times, late at night,
these sleepless
late at night times,
she comes visiting my mind,
wandering into
my memories, staying awhile,
i have tried my best
not to think of her each day
like i did for years before,
she has never aged, only
grown more beautiful to me,
i wonder if she knew how much
i wanted her, not necessarily
needing her, but wanting her,
whether it was lustful or
a need to make myself feel better
i cannot say for sure, but i wanted
to be with her,
being close to her made me...
these sleepless
late at night times,
she comes visiting my mind,
wandering into
my memories, staying awhile,
i have tried my best
not to think of her each day
like i did for years before,
she has never aged, only
grown more beautiful to me,
i wonder if she knew how much
i wanted her, not necessarily
needing her, but wanting her,
whether it was lustful or
a need to make myself feel better
i cannot say for sure, but i wanted
to be with her,
being close to her made me...
#happiness
#love
#relationships
#romantic
#beauty
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Comfort of Home
What brings you home?
The hugs? the Love? the Cuddles?
A smile, warm, inviting?
Does it smell like hot tasty food?
Or warm vanilla? maybe summer flowers?
Does it sound like laughter?
Or music for the mood? Or quiet?
Is it a soft place to sit or lay?
A still hand of comfort?
Soothing silky lips?
Is home a place your mind can rest?
A place to speak your truth?
To spell your heart in words?
Is home a quiet in the storm?
Or sometimes, a place to dance or sing?
Is home the first place you would be?
Every moment,...
The hugs? the Love? the Cuddles?
A smile, warm, inviting?
Does it smell like hot tasty food?
Or warm vanilla? maybe summer flowers?
Does it sound like laughter?
Or music for the mood? Or quiet?
Is it a soft place to sit or lay?
A still hand of comfort?
Soothing silky lips?
Is home a place your mind can rest?
A place to speak your truth?
To spell your heart in words?
Is home a quiet in the storm?
Or sometimes, a place to dance or sing?
Is home the first place you would be?
Every moment,...
#home
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Dammit Man
Fuck man
I'm tired
Get out of my head
Tossing and turning
In this comfy, inviting bed
I've driven hundreds of miles
Days away from that gaze
In a haze
Scrubbing the stains
Your essence stays
Anyways
Every second
Every minute
I didn't think it possible
Suffocating
Your sex palpable
Attacking me
Unstoppable...
Rustling in my head
Your muscles rippling
Ripping me
As you pound
Hard and fast
Hard and slow
Mm
Delicious wet sounds ...
I'm tired
Get out of my head
Tossing and turning
In this comfy, inviting bed
I've driven hundreds of miles
Days away from that gaze
In a haze
Scrubbing the stains
Your essence stays
Anyways
Every second
Every minute
I didn't think it possible
Suffocating
Your sex palpable
Attacking me
Unstoppable...
Rustling in my head
Your muscles rippling
Ripping me
As you pound
Hard and fast
Hard and slow
Mm
Delicious wet sounds ...
#love
#lust
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Gypsy grey
good company is hard to find
I stopped looking years ago
color me lonely
any night of the week
& I'll still be a fool
in the morning
but I'll never
pay top shelf
to see the bottom
of another glass
that's a different kind of empty...
I stopped looking years ago
color me lonely
any night of the week
& I'll still be a fool
in the morning
but I'll never
pay top shelf
to see the bottom
of another glass
that's a different kind of empty...
#love
#loneliness
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“flower fields”
decision making is hard. When your surrounded by a field of flowers and yet all you seem to be drawn to is that one rose.
there’s a magnolia right next to it but you aren’t sure if you’re as interested.
you walk to the rose with an angelic glaze in you’re eyes.
you pick it and at first nothing goes wrong until you stopped looking at it.
you then became blind and seemed to not notice all the thorns that were pricking into you’re fingers
you drop it in sincere shock but seem to pick it back up again in hopes maybe those thorns won’t be so sharp again.
they...
there’s a magnolia right next to it but you aren’t sure if you’re as interested.
you walk to the rose with an angelic glaze in you’re eyes.
you pick it and at first nothing goes wrong until you stopped looking at it.
you then became blind and seemed to not notice all the thorns that were pricking into you’re fingers
you drop it in sincere shock but seem to pick it back up again in hopes maybe those thorns won’t be so sharp again.
they...
#love
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gentle
I'm relaxing in the energy
softly touching your soul
deep imploring feelings
a knowing of a need
it tells me where to touch
I am innocent of faith
gentle to the notion
honesty hugs me and I smile
she is me vulnerable
I am a sunflower of hope
planted in the dark
and watered with tears
my heart swells and is comforted
I seek the affections of our creator
director of my visions
filling my desire to be cherished
protected in the brambles
I rise on the winds and find my place in the heavens ...
softly touching your soul
deep imploring feelings
a knowing of a need
it tells me where to touch
I am innocent of faith
gentle to the notion
honesty hugs me and I smile
she is me vulnerable
I am a sunflower of hope
planted in the dark
and watered with tears
my heart swells and is comforted
I seek the affections of our creator
director of my visions
filling my desire to be cherished
protected in the brambles
I rise on the winds and find my place in the heavens ...
#love
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Chaos
I love the way
you let me
run my fingers
gently through your soul
and calm the chaos
inside you
you let me
run my fingers
gently through your soul
and calm the chaos
inside you
#love
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Sine Qua Non
There are people who
Want me to empathize,
I am unsure what tears would change
Rather wear you like a sweater
Share our stitches,
Torn for better
There are people who
Dream me an enemy,
Golly I wish but not that vain
I don't share your taste for leather
More like cheap wine,
Caffeine, stutter
There are people who
Need to see me erased
Just say my name and that's okay
Sometimes feel like antimatter
Watch us scramble,
Fucked up patterns
There are people who
Feel me lucid engraved, ...
Want me to empathize,
I am unsure what tears would change
Rather wear you like a sweater
Share our stitches,
Torn for better
There are people who
Dream me an enemy,
Golly I wish but not that vain
I don't share your taste for leather
More like cheap wine,
Caffeine, stutter
There are people who
Need to see me erased
Just say my name and that's okay
Sometimes feel like antimatter
Watch us scramble,
Fucked up patterns
There are people who
Feel me lucid engraved, ...
#love
#dark
#relationships
#friendship
#SelfReflection
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hope within the sorrow
I'm hoping to get back where we were
because the day was young and I felt safe in your arms
now the future seems uncertain
and I don't know if my internal voice is me still
I mean, I talk and it sounds like me but something is off
a deep sadness has moved in and is affecting my soul
I feel the world shifting, sighing and even screaming
I want to hide from it all but there is no sanctuary
heaven doesn't seem secure anymore
I feel the hounds at the gate and peer into humanities eyes
and see demons lurking there just waiting...
because the day was young and I felt safe in your arms
now the future seems uncertain
and I don't know if my internal voice is me still
I mean, I talk and it sounds like me but something is off
a deep sadness has moved in and is affecting my soul
I feel the world shifting, sighing and even screaming
I want to hide from it all but there is no sanctuary
heaven doesn't seem secure anymore
I feel the hounds at the gate and peer into humanities eyes
and see demons lurking there just waiting...
#love
#God
#angels
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Winter night
snow glistened glitter
half moon rising in the sky
great horned owls hoot
half moon rising in the sky
great horned owls hoot
#nature
#LifeAsAWriter
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bleed
delicate in my need
I come before you with my heart in my hands
and request you take it
I'm bruising it and I fear crushing it
my mind says I no longer desire you
but I do deep within me
I ache with the understanding your are the soul of me
the breath that keeps me going
I shelter in the dark
you bring the sunlight
I bask in sullen thoughts
you bring me back from the brink
I want to give up
my anger asks why don't you let me?
I seek honesty within my imaginations
I think she is being held...
I come before you with my heart in my hands
and request you take it
I'm bruising it and I fear crushing it
my mind says I no longer desire you
but I do deep within me
I ache with the understanding your are the soul of me
the breath that keeps me going
I shelter in the dark
you bring the sunlight
I bask in sullen thoughts
you bring me back from the brink
I want to give up
my anger asks why don't you let me?
I seek honesty within my imaginations
I think she is being held...
#love
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Putting You Away
The last tide of the day is going out
I guess it's a good time for our goodbye
even though you left hours ago
I waited, to watch the ocean follow you.
I knew, you had that kind of power
even if you didn't
Because you were looking away.
I walk the bartering line
where the waves recede from the sand
as several grains go with it
Thousands really, but who notices
from the millions left behind
Like my thoughts of you, like the love
that follows you
Maybe it will keep you safe.
I could never wish anything
but the...
I guess it's a good time for our goodbye
even though you left hours ago
I waited, to watch the ocean follow you.
I knew, you had that kind of power
even if you didn't
Because you were looking away.
I walk the bartering line
where the waves recede from the sand
as several grains go with it
Thousands really, but who notices
from the millions left behind
Like my thoughts of you, like the love
that follows you
Maybe it will keep you safe.
I could never wish anything
but the...
#loneliness
#bittersweet
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DU Poetry : Love Poems and Poetry about Heartbreak, Lost Love and Relationship Problems