Love Poems Seeking Honest Critique
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about lost love, heartbreak and relationship problems
Honest critique has been requested for these poems. Want to learn the art of critique? Join our Honestly Crafted Critique group.
Hatful-of-Hollow
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:04pm
Yesterday 6:04pm
Sister, I'm a Poet
Tenderly, you cradled me through
every skin-storm and hurricane
No school-bell bully
ever laid their finger on me
I watched your children weep
swept their tears into paper-cups
When we held Dad’s hand for the final time
dementia ‘s shotgun held the final bullets
bang! bang! we were all dead ,
blood on our slippers was merely truths
every skin-storm and hurricane
No school-bell bully
ever laid their finger on me
I watched your children weep
swept their tears into paper-cups
When we held Dad’s hand for the final time
dementia ‘s shotgun held the final bullets
bang! bang! we were all dead ,
blood on our slippers was merely truths
#family
#love
30 reads
2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:22pm
Yesterday 4:22pm
exude
in the dullest depths I find myself repressed
exuding lust that doesn't get expressed
It's an embarrassing state
hidden confessions tumble from my lips
my eyes flame with desire
a hunger that cannot be quenched
Salatious need speaks for me
within my writing trapped are my passions
laid out to penetrate
vulnerability balks at my brazen nature
we must show decorum after all my dear
but inside I yearn
burning for the caress of your hand
longing I stare too long and you know
that my thoughts...
exuding lust that doesn't get expressed
It's an embarrassing state
hidden confessions tumble from my lips
my eyes flame with desire
a hunger that cannot be quenched
Salatious need speaks for me
within my writing trapped are my passions
laid out to penetrate
vulnerability balks at my brazen nature
we must show decorum after all my dear
but inside I yearn
burning for the caress of your hand
longing I stare too long and you know
that my thoughts...
#lust
43 reads
0 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:03pm
Yesterday 1:03pm
Outro
He loves to get a reaction,
causing the retraction of my feelings.
As the song plays
I know I have stayed too long.
The melody stings.
Still, I pluck each string,
hoping to tune the sour notes;
but the chunks rise to my throat.
The words unsaid well up,
and the tears shed through our chorus.
Now we are at a versus,
and the worst is that no one is winning.
causing the retraction of my feelings.
As the song plays
I know I have stayed too long.
The melody stings.
Still, I pluck each string,
hoping to tune the sour notes;
but the chunks rise to my throat.
The words unsaid well up,
and the tears shed through our chorus.
Now we are at a versus,
and the worst is that no one is winning.
#conflict
#heartbroken
10 reads
2 Comments
PunkPoe
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:28pm
Yesterday 12:28pm
Nightmares in Nevada
"Nightmares in Nevada"
Can I escape nightmares in Nevada?
Screaming for any magik abracadabra
Snuck up behind me with subtle charms
Lying deeply within your sweltering arms
Your mouth equals smoldering passion
Nude bodies collide resistance crashing
Drunk on intoxicating mahogany orbs
Stoned in romance enslaved by thorns
Loneliness decays swallowed in sapphire
Charismatic disguise murdered my desire
Solitude wakens a raging wildfire off course
Severed vessel ruptured by centrifugal force ...
Can I escape nightmares in Nevada?
Screaming for any magik abracadabra
Snuck up behind me with subtle charms
Lying deeply within your sweltering arms
Your mouth equals smoldering passion
Nude bodies collide resistance crashing
Drunk on intoxicating mahogany orbs
Stoned in romance enslaved by thorns
Loneliness decays swallowed in sapphire
Charismatic disguise murdered my desire
Solitude wakens a raging wildfire off course
Severed vessel ruptured by centrifugal force ...
#anxiety
#bittersweet
#death #love
#death #love
29 reads
0 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:22am
Yesterday 7:22am
Weep the Flowers
tears flower on my face
blooming so beautifully out of place
a gentle smile beseeching them not to show
but their delicate nature draws attention to my hardened expressions
forlorn they grow wildly without nuture
sweet daisies of faith come from deep within me
A memory is all it takes to reduce me to nothing
babies' breath moves in its spot in the garden, grieving
exhaling the pain and inhaling something tender
Tiny epiphanies show in my eyes
my soul is disconnected from my mind
so when I weep, it is from my sacred heart...
blooming so beautifully out of place
a gentle smile beseeching them not to show
but their delicate nature draws attention to my hardened expressions
forlorn they grow wildly without nuture
sweet daisies of faith come from deep within me
A memory is all it takes to reduce me to nothing
babies' breath moves in its spot in the garden, grieving
exhaling the pain and inhaling something tender
Tiny epiphanies show in my eyes
my soul is disconnected from my mind
so when I weep, it is from my sacred heart...
#flowers
#metaphor
#sadness
31 reads
2 Comments
AmyMMosier
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:35am
Yesterday 1:35am
On wisps of hope alone -
On wisps of hope alone -
Love cannot soar
For hope quickly goes -
Returning at some hour.
It needs a pair of wings
To up and away
When it seems resigned
To an uncertain fate.
It needs a fresh wind
Flowing strong yet soft -
Once and again -
Bearing love aloft.
It needs a prayer or so
For when trials arise -
A work of the Holy Ghost
And faith might suffice.
I'm a beast of the field
And you - a crane.
Spare me, love, a wing
So I can meet you halfway.
Love cannot soar
For hope quickly goes -
Returning at some hour.
It needs a pair of wings
To up and away
When it seems resigned
To an uncertain fate.
It needs a fresh wind
Flowing strong yet soft -
Once and again -
Bearing love aloft.
It needs a prayer or so
For when trials arise -
A work of the Holy Ghost
And faith might suffice.
I'm a beast of the field
And you - a crane.
Spare me, love, a wing
So I can meet you halfway.
#love
33 reads
1 Comment
AmyMMosier
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:31am
Yesterday 1:31am
Love is many, Water is many
Love is many, Water is many
And flows aplenty
But Fire is one
And consumes until gone
All but purity.
If to each other we belong
And we’re to stay strong
Then feel the fever
And douse with ether;
Purify the bond.
And flows aplenty
But Fire is one
And consumes until gone
All but purity.
If to each other we belong
And we’re to stay strong
Then feel the fever
And douse with ether;
Purify the bond.
#love
32 reads
0 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 10:35pm
1st Apr 2025 10:35pm
cherished
Interesting sorrow it brings so much depth
piercing your soul with a look
haunted feelings communicating sadness
to touch the aether and disturb its restlessness
seducing the moment when you awaken to the need of it
When it passes and the melancholy resides, you realize your happiness
a place so deep within needs sorrow
it speaks of things not understood on the conscious level
interpreting your emotions
at a level not scratched by surface conversations
emptiness means you will be filled
Loneliness beckons others closer...
piercing your soul with a look
haunted feelings communicating sadness
to touch the aether and disturb its restlessness
seducing the moment when you awaken to the need of it
When it passes and the melancholy resides, you realize your happiness
a place so deep within needs sorrow
it speaks of things not understood on the conscious level
interpreting your emotions
at a level not scratched by surface conversations
emptiness means you will be filled
Loneliness beckons others closer...
#love
43 reads
2 Comments
Thesilverymoon
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 7:28pm
1st Apr 2025 7:28pm
The whole package
1/30
*The whole package*
Ten pairs of socks
arrived today
from Temu
along with some kitchen utensils
a polymer clay stencil
and a pair of beaded earrings
I sat on the couch
with the socks
and the torn crumpled
plastic white packaging
feeling
well..
all of the above
churned up
and unseen
The Sun faded off
the end of another day
He hadn’t been responding
Like I wanted him to
I am so fucking jaded
tricking myself into believing
that...
*The whole package*
Ten pairs of socks
arrived today
from Temu
along with some kitchen utensils
a polymer clay stencil
and a pair of beaded earrings
I sat on the couch
with the socks
and the torn crumpled
plastic white packaging
feeling
well..
all of the above
churned up
and unseen
The Sun faded off
the end of another day
He hadn’t been responding
Like I wanted him to
I am so fucking jaded
tricking myself into believing
that...
#crush
#UnrequitedLove
33 reads
0 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 2:32pm
1st Apr 2025 2:32pm
Sepia tone
I remember our love
in sepia tone
Rustic and raw pictures
of our beautiful memories
playing in my mind.
The rugged and worn off edges
of photos of our togetherness
...of moments timeless,
as if a continuum-
beginning from infinity
when stars blossomed into life;
a phantasmagoria of
smiles and tears
rainbows and rain,
ebbing and flowing
with the passage of time
like a dream within a dream
embedded in my soul...
Though you aren't here
your absence can't consume me
...this...
in sepia tone
Rustic and raw pictures
of our beautiful memories
playing in my mind.
The rugged and worn off edges
of photos of our togetherness
...of moments timeless,
as if a continuum-
beginning from infinity
when stars blossomed into life;
a phantasmagoria of
smiles and tears
rainbows and rain,
ebbing and flowing
with the passage of time
like a dream within a dream
embedded in my soul...
Though you aren't here
your absence can't consume me
...this...
#death
#hope
#love
#memories
#stars
75 reads
9 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 12:27pm
1st Apr 2025 12:27pm
the stars I was born under were f**king c**ts
I was born without luck.
I had to shove a rabbit’s foot
up my ass and tape
four-leaf clovers to my nipples
just to get through the day
without disaster.
But the tape always wore out
and the rabbit’s foot gave
me crack-rot
so I made my own luck
by working circles
around anyone near me
and cutting a few well-placed throats.
Something stilled
when we stood in a steam-fillwd
shower, my forehead pressed
against your aching back
until I swore my skin
could taste your thoughts
I...
I had to shove a rabbit’s foot
up my ass and tape
four-leaf clovers to my nipples
just to get through the day
without disaster.
But the tape always wore out
and the rabbit’s foot gave
me crack-rot
so I made my own luck
by working circles
around anyone near me
and cutting a few well-placed throats.
Something stilled
when we stood in a steam-fillwd
shower, my forehead pressed
against your aching back
until I swore my skin
could taste your thoughts
I...
#lust
#obsession
#passion
95 reads
9 Comments
Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 9:52am
1st Apr 2025 9:52am
What We had And Can We Get It Back
I get bogged down in the where’s and why’s
I’m less sophisticated
I could blame it on
being a man
being selfish
being brought up in the gutter
too much ego not enough real love for
the art that you crafted from your id
or I could just admit I’m…
I’m just a lucky cunt
with idiot-savant syndrome
more idiot than savant
trying to make sense of what we were
in all the back ground noise
there’s a quiet solitude
before the shitstorm I drag with me
hits
I realise
you may want a reason to glue...
I’m less sophisticated
I could blame it on
being a man
being selfish
being brought up in the gutter
too much ego not enough real love for
the art that you crafted from your id
or I could just admit I’m…
I’m just a lucky cunt
with idiot-savant syndrome
more idiot than savant
trying to make sense of what we were
in all the back ground noise
there’s a quiet solitude
before the shitstorm I drag with me
hits
I realise
you may want a reason to glue...
#hope
#obsession
75 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Love Poems and Poetry Seeking Critique about Heartbreak, Lost Love and Relationship Problems (Page 2)
