Love Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about lost love, heartbreak and relationship problems
Poems written by Top Critiquers
My Grief, Mine Alone
I want desperately
to write about you
To tell the world
how wonderful you were
and how lucky,
anyone who had the
Privilege
of knowing you,
would be
My thoughts…
won’t settle down
and let me
pen my feelings
I’m too afraid
if I do the flood gates
holding back my tears
will tear loose their hinges
and the tsunami of grief
will drown my soul
to write about you
To tell the world
how wonderful you were
and how lucky,
anyone who had the
Privilege
of knowing you,
would be
My thoughts…
won’t settle down
and let me
pen my feelings
I’m too afraid
if I do the flood gates
holding back my tears
will tear loose their hinges
and the tsunami of grief
will drown my soul
#death
#grief
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Shattered Love
You told me that you loved me...
...you gave me everything...
...so much - that it was too much!
I clutched the material things...
...wonderful memories...
...unbelievable feelings...
and the years of safety - so tightly!
I wanted it to be real.
But it was unbelievable...
...it wasn't what I had ever had...
...or ever known - I hesitated!
I tried to return feelings...
...but I hurt us both -
trying too hard to hold on to me...
and be what you deserved.
The weight of my past...
...piled too...
...you gave me everything...
...so much - that it was too much!
I clutched the material things...
...wonderful memories...
...unbelievable feelings...
and the years of safety - so tightly!
I wanted it to be real.
But it was unbelievable...
...it wasn't what I had ever had...
...or ever known - I hesitated!
I tried to return feelings...
...but I hurt us both -
trying too hard to hold on to me...
and be what you deserved.
The weight of my past...
...piled too...
#breakup
#love
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Find Me
To be looked at like yours is the only existence
there ever was.
To be known down to your bone.
Every touch has the electric intensity
of the very first and the very last.
You feel immediate and a thousand years.
Lips colliding twisted
with soft euphoric kisses.
We were alchemy.
My beacon eyes
flood love's iridescent light.
Find me.......
there ever was.
To be known down to your bone.
Every touch has the electric intensity
of the very first and the very last.
You feel immediate and a thousand years.
Lips colliding twisted
with soft euphoric kisses.
We were alchemy.
My beacon eyes
flood love's iridescent light.
Find me.......
#IMissYou
#love
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Old Love
is knowledgeable and wise;
it didn't allow bitterness
to strangle out Life;
but, weeded
its garden instead
Old Love
has experienced pain,
healed inflicted wounds
by lovers and friends
and cherishes
each moment it lives
without regret
Old Love
isn't afraid to try—
it doesn't lock away its heart
because it knows
even through loss
it will survive
~
it didn't allow bitterness
to strangle out Life;
but, weeded
its garden instead
Old Love
has experienced pain,
healed inflicted wounds
by lovers and friends
and cherishes
each moment it lives
without regret
Old Love
isn't afraid to try—
it doesn't lock away its heart
because it knows
even through loss
it will survive
~
#love
#relationships
#spiritual #aging
#spiritual #aging
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David Lewis and the concept of bearded men
The concept
of us in all time
and in no time
at the same time
a bitch-baby concept
to grasp.
Because the multiverse theory
says there are
infinite worlds,
and we exist
in some form
in each
So I assume rather
arrogantly
that a version of
Me
You
Us
wafts through all
space and time
in a philosophical
reduction
that we call:
quantitative parsimony
Each thing is a thing. ...
of us in all time
and in no time
at the same time
a bitch-baby concept
to grasp.
Because the multiverse theory
says there are
infinite worlds,
and we exist
in some form
in each
So I assume rather
arrogantly
that a version of
Me
You
Us
wafts through all
space and time
in a philosophical
reduction
that we call:
quantitative parsimony
Each thing is a thing. ...
#love
#lover
#passion
#philosophical
#romantic
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be the fire
in the early hours of morning
as dawn warmed the darkened sky
I stood transfixed
when a single star flashed brightly
lighting up a fading night
leaving me deeply moved
thoughts whispering softly
stirring in my mind
what would I say to you
if this was my last day
what wishes would I cast your way
what images would I press into your upturned palms
kissing & imbuing them with all my hopes
infusing your dreams
willing them into being
and then it occurred to me
I don't want you reading an unsent...
as dawn warmed the darkened sky
I stood transfixed
when a single star flashed brightly
lighting up a fading night
leaving me deeply moved
thoughts whispering softly
stirring in my mind
what would I say to you
if this was my last day
what wishes would I cast your way
what images would I press into your upturned palms
kissing & imbuing them with all my hopes
infusing your dreams
willing them into being
and then it occurred to me
I don't want you reading an unsent...
#daughter
#love
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These Dreams...
In this dream, we are together,
Inside a naff café -
Chatting over coffee...
Smiling.
Ok, maybe I still desire the special grill but hey,
Don't be distracted -
It'll help me concentrate;
Not that I need to, because,
I have examined each cute dimple,
Hook, line and sinker, that exist,
On your pretty little face.
I love your story too...
In fact, I wanna learn so much more!
You are perfectly imperfect with all your flaws;
Without them, you are NOT you, rather,
A cheap imitation -
And who needs that,...
Inside a naff café -
Chatting over coffee...
Smiling.
Ok, maybe I still desire the special grill but hey,
Don't be distracted -
It'll help me concentrate;
Not that I need to, because,
I have examined each cute dimple,
Hook, line and sinker, that exist,
On your pretty little face.
I love your story too...
In fact, I wanna learn so much more!
You are perfectly imperfect with all your flaws;
Without them, you are NOT you, rather,
A cheap imitation -
And who needs that,...
#coffee
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Demon Slayer
Ooh I could never be that way again
Tender morsels of us became nothing but pain
Do you still think of us as if we had been trained
Or do you consider what we both have shared as something strange
I've pictured words known only to you and I as life
Yeah, bitch check that fuck shit and roll the dam dice
Tumbles started rumbling, hell our destinies may have been spliced
Just tell me how much misery it takes for orphans of pain to survive
We've done as we thought, endured what was brought
Although we bot fought, it was the demons that you...
Tender morsels of us became nothing but pain
Do you still think of us as if we had been trained
Or do you consider what we both have shared as something strange
I've pictured words known only to you and I as life
Yeah, bitch check that fuck shit and roll the dam dice
Tumbles started rumbling, hell our destinies may have been spliced
Just tell me how much misery it takes for orphans of pain to survive
We've done as we thought, endured what was brought
Although we bot fought, it was the demons that you...
#dark
#love
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Pet of the Month
An old girl going down each morning,
after hard days making the nights look good,
with horizon cloud mantles adorning
the atmosphere that we misunderstood;
her orbits being a death watch on us,
as we clear more brush, because it is there,
and because we must make a profit fuss
until we poison all the fucking air...
the very air her posh beams inspire
like the dazzle from Cleopatra's crown,
above the rondure of all desire,
be she right side up, or viewed upside down,
like the rotating centerfolds of old...
forever...
after hard days making the nights look good,
with horizon cloud mantles adorning
the atmosphere that we misunderstood;
her orbits being a death watch on us,
as we clear more brush, because it is there,
and because we must make a profit fuss
until we poison all the fucking air...
the very air her posh beams inspire
like the dazzle from Cleopatra's crown,
above the rondure of all desire,
be she right side up, or viewed upside down,
like the rotating centerfolds of old...
forever...
#moon
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Property Of A Lady
Loud and clear
Can you hear me?
I am not but your property
You have possessed all my body
Oh! You Lady..
If you feel like
Seek or hide me
I'll take a stand for you all night in an alley
Unconditionally, you can trust me
I'm a weapon in your armoury..
Come to test me
I'm your honey
Spend me lavishly
I'm your money..
Come near me not afar me
Sit beside me hey you buddy
Where to find me?
Hills or valleys..
Pick up your pen little baby
With love and harmony
Make me a...
Can you hear me?
I am not but your property
You have possessed all my body
Oh! You Lady..
If you feel like
Seek or hide me
I'll take a stand for you all night in an alley
Unconditionally, you can trust me
I'm a weapon in your armoury..
Come to test me
I'm your honey
Spend me lavishly
I'm your money..
Come near me not afar me
Sit beside me hey you buddy
Where to find me?
Hills or valleys..
Pick up your pen little baby
With love and harmony
Make me a...
#love
#admiration
#respect
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~of the cacao & the chaos
blushing ruby red
cacao buds studded
firm with a seducingly
corner bitten, an
astringent loaded
fleshy nascence
tempers
in a vehemently
stringing stream of
viscous springs
becomes
frailty flushed- a
desiccation out
of it’s succulence- as an
impoverished layering
of papery nibs that’s
broken unto
million liberating
shards of ecstasy.. in
punctures of a pain~
pleasuring abrasion… until
that monumentally
incremental- a peak
almost yet
...
cacao buds studded
firm with a seducingly
corner bitten, an
astringent loaded
fleshy nascence
tempers
in a vehemently
stringing stream of
viscous springs
becomes
frailty flushed- a
desiccation out
of it’s succulence- as an
impoverished layering
of papery nibs that’s
broken unto
million liberating
shards of ecstasy.. in
punctures of a pain~
pleasuring abrasion… until
that monumentally
incremental- a peak
almost yet
...
#love
#metaphor
#orgasm
#seductive
#sensual
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Keep it alive
Love, in its essence, is an eternal flame
burning bright through the corridors of time.
In the quiet moments it whispers secrets
shared between souls like the rustling of leaves.
It is the meeting of hearts, unspoken understanding.
A gentle touch that speaks louder than words.
Love transcends the physical, reaching into the depths
binding us together in an unbreakable bond.
It is the comfort in the storm, a refuge.
The silent strength that holds us when we falter.
In its presence we find our truest selves.
Reflected...
burning bright through the corridors of time.
In the quiet moments it whispers secrets
shared between souls like the rustling of leaves.
It is the meeting of hearts, unspoken understanding.
A gentle touch that speaks louder than words.
Love transcends the physical, reaching into the depths
binding us together in an unbreakable bond.
It is the comfort in the storm, a refuge.
The silent strength that holds us when we falter.
In its presence we find our truest selves.
Reflected...
#art
#dance
#happiness
#kindness
#love
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