Least Read Love Poems
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Poetry about lost love, heartbreak and relationship problems
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OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
G.L.
Poem Published
3rd May 2019 2:16pm
3rd May 2019 2:16pm
FLOWERS FOR MY GRAVE — BROKEN ROSE
I did not know that indifference
breeds doubt, rain of tears fall
with every blindsight, pest
the proliferation of a heartbreak
Unspoken yet so loud
brick of pride, piling like invisible
walls, severing connection
hands holding, yet not touching
Shedding the scab of pain
skin deep sting gnawing at the flesh
bleeding without the red
this hurt won't go away
Longing for the kiss of the sun
while drowning in the shadows
of a forbidden love, bitter flavored
happiness, a broken rose, unthorned
...
breeds doubt, rain of tears fall
with every blindsight, pest
the proliferation of a heartbreak
Unspoken yet so loud
brick of pride, piling like invisible
walls, severing connection
hands holding, yet not touching
Shedding the scab of pain
skin deep sting gnawing at the flesh
bleeding without the red
this hurt won't go away
Longing for the kiss of the sun
while drowning in the shadows
of a forbidden love, bitter flavored
happiness, a broken rose, unthorned
...
#LifeStruggles
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OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
G.L.
Poem Published
3rd May 2019 3:44pm
3rd May 2019 3:44pm
HARANA
(Serenade)
Oh so sweet!
Courtship at its best
When heart's desire
Is expressed in musical
Singing your love out
As I, listened
Anticipating
Expecting
That it means more
Than meets the eye
Hoping...
That you and me
Will soon become us.
Tone-deaf or not!
Oh so sweet!
Courtship at its best
When heart's desire
Is expressed in musical
Singing your love out
As I, listened
Anticipating
Expecting
That it means more
Than meets the eye
Hoping...
That you and me
Will soon become us.
Tone-deaf or not!
#tradition
13 reads
3 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
8th Feb 2019 5:52am
8th Feb 2019 5:52am
the ol' factory
you smell like maple syrup
is an accusation
these vermont people
better keep it to themselves
sticking to the fingertips
all day like you were
all these always days days
reminding that sap
was impossible that love
meant compromise
a primrose could hardly scoot
over for the honeysuckle during
the tour in Grasse, France a boy
& a girl squished their noses & morphed
into vases that carry the future
as long as they can before tomorrow
& momentarily...
is an accusation
these vermont people
better keep it to themselves
sticking to the fingertips
all day like you were
all these always days days
reminding that sap
was impossible that love
meant compromise
a primrose could hardly scoot
over for the honeysuckle during
the tour in Grasse, France a boy
& a girl squished their noses & morphed
into vases that carry the future
as long as they can before tomorrow
& momentarily...
#relationships
14 reads
3 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
4th Jan 2019 00:49am
4th Jan 2019 00:49am
3. Annotated Peoples Make Connections: if they walked around in love/for love/by love with SFX labels to their chests
Their clothes jerk
from swimming on past their single legs.
One in short-shorts, an Aussie
with floating lips and an eyeteeth lick.
Other wears the slinky number
of a black needle which also translates
into his palm, a reading she swears by.
She stops him to look at her blue frame,
his feet sinking as he plants himself,
fresh mound marks the first g'day. Look,
a cursory ascending of dripping hands
for him, fuchsia words dipping the upswing.
Faces are dependent on and under a neon sign.
Desert. Strangers warmer at...
from swimming on past their single legs.
One in short-shorts, an Aussie
with floating lips and an eyeteeth lick.
Other wears the slinky number
of a black needle which also translates
into his palm, a reading she swears by.
She stops him to look at her blue frame,
his feet sinking as he plants himself,
fresh mound marks the first g'day. Look,
a cursory ascending of dripping hands
for him, fuchsia words dipping the upswing.
Faces are dependent on and under a neon sign.
Desert. Strangers warmer at...
#unicorns
#crush
#temptation
15 reads
3 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
11th Sep 2019 2:27am
11th Sep 2019 2:27am
Love Variations
i might just love you
storge agape nay eros
philia ludus
storge agape nay eros
philia ludus
#love
#relationships
#haiku #senryu
#haiku #senryu
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
20th Jan 2019 6:19pm
20th Jan 2019 6:19pm
the im-properties of glass
liquid of fire
badly made
wavy eyes
bubbled trees
the weepy willow
made it worse
we make it so clear
modern
times these
you could walk
right through
glass
but
these lips
these hands
indicate otherwise
wisely kept-
out
these
heart-breakers
kiss
simply
and touch
a question
everywhere
there are pains
with pressed ohs
and side-
eyed vees
high fives
the police can’t
identify
printed handfuls ...
badly made
wavy eyes
bubbled trees
the weepy willow
made it worse
we make it so clear
modern
times these
you could walk
right through
glass
but
these lips
these hands
indicate otherwise
wisely kept-
out
these
heart-breakers
kiss
simply
and touch
a question
everywhere
there are pains
with pressed ohs
and side-
eyed vees
high fives
the police can’t
identify
printed handfuls ...
#relationships
#conflict
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1 Comment
Prems
Poem Published
4th Sep 2019 6:38am
4th Sep 2019 6:38am
My life - A Puppet Play
This display of fireworks on the western sky,
This melody of the passing breeze,
This giggling of the running stream, all that,
Bring me the beautiful memories about you,
That someday, I thought was my whole life.
But when I lay here all alone and lonely,
Deserted and unwanted anymore by you,
I realise that life is all but torments, and
I, like a puppet danced to the tunes,
That scripted by you, to your whims, but,
Oh my dear one, how can you be so cruel,
To a lost soul who loves you as his soul.
--------------------...
This melody of the passing breeze,
This giggling of the running stream, all that,
Bring me the beautiful memories about you,
That someday, I thought was my whole life.
But when I lay here all alone and lonely,
Deserted and unwanted anymore by you,
I realise that life is all but torments, and
I, like a puppet danced to the tunes,
That scripted by you, to your whims, but,
Oh my dear one, how can you be so cruel,
To a lost soul who loves you as his soul.
--------------------...
#sadness
#loneliness
#rejection #heartbroken
#rejection #heartbroken
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Vandel_Viaclovsky
Van
Van
Poem Published
14th Sep 2018 7:25pm
14th Sep 2018 7:25pm
untitled 9/14
like a bewitching alabaster dream the noon
gleams a lucent and stormcrossed meridian
over alder trees and clovers and you my love
gleams a lucent and stormcrossed meridian
over alder trees and clovers and you my love
#happiness
17 reads
2 Comments
sekatana
Poem Published
13th Sep 2019 9:27am
13th Sep 2019 9:27am
mine's keeper
Help me to love
Cos when I'm lonely,I tend to mess it up
I'm lonely for love
I've learned to endure love as pain cos both wont last
Comes and goes
Is there more to your love than what you bare?what more is there to look forward?
If I'm missing your love,its cos...these "Darn'd"broken arrows
And if I dont miss...will you be mine's keeper,the penelope?
Cos when I'm lonely,I tend to mess it up
I'm lonely for love
I've learned to endure love as pain cos both wont last
Comes and goes
Is there more to your love than what you bare?what more is there to look forward?
If I'm missing your love,its cos...these "Darn'd"broken arrows
And if I dont miss...will you be mine's keeper,the penelope?
#love
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
21st Jan 2018 3:17am
21st Jan 2018 3:17am
LOST IN THE DARK
Waves of thoughts and clouds of confusion settle in my mind
Tossing and turning recollections float to surface as I unwind
The fog your actions brought to my world dimmed my shining light
Wondering what caused you to exchange your promises for lies.
We got along; we were passionate lovers; we were friends
I was sure I found my Prince and our love would have no end!
We could not WAIT to see each other
And be with one another.
We shared the same bed and burned in passionate flame
Everything was going SO well....our love was not a game!...
Tossing and turning recollections float to surface as I unwind
The fog your actions brought to my world dimmed my shining light
Wondering what caused you to exchange your promises for lies.
We got along; we were passionate lovers; we were friends
I was sure I found my Prince and our love would have no end!
We could not WAIT to see each other
And be with one another.
We shared the same bed and burned in passionate flame
Everything was going SO well....our love was not a game!...
19 reads
1 Comment
drone
Poem Published
13th Sep 2019 9:58am
13th Sep 2019 9:58am
To Read Like a Book
On the likes
that you are dreaming
on the fools
that you are keeping
on the belief
that you were seeing
hope
in the words
they were speaking
on the thoughts
that you were thinking
no surprise
when your eyes
are like an open book
to be used and abused
by those
whispering pretty words
from a book
that you gave
as you travel a road
of bitter regrets
as you
in your turn
abuse
those
who are
Genuine
that you are dreaming
on the fools
that you are keeping
on the belief
that you were seeing
hope
in the words
they were speaking
on the thoughts
that you were thinking
no surprise
when your eyes
are like an open book
to be used and abused
by those
whispering pretty words
from a book
that you gave
as you travel a road
of bitter regrets
as you
in your turn
abuse
those
who are
Genuine
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#honesty
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
16th May 2017 8:31pm
16th May 2017 8:31pm
Realities & Fairy Tales
All fairy tales come to an end
No matter how the story flips or bends
I would not trade my reality with you
For a fairy tale long past due
In vain are the struggles to keep a fairy tale alive
Because it never will survive
The test or trial or even time
Fairy tales are much like a rhyme
Beautiful but very well short-lived
And I found in you a soul to give
My whole eternity as a whole
Not just a passtime in my awful low
If reality forbids me from kissing your lips
Or stroking your hair with my fingertips
If all I could...
No matter how the story flips or bends
I would not trade my reality with you
For a fairy tale long past due
In vain are the struggles to keep a fairy tale alive
Because it never will survive
The test or trial or even time
Fairy tales are much like a rhyme
Beautiful but very well short-lived
And I found in you a soul to give
My whole eternity as a whole
Not just a passtime in my awful low
If reality forbids me from kissing your lips
Or stroking your hair with my fingertips
If all I could...
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DU Poetry : Least Read Love Poems and Poetry about Heartbreak, Lost Love and Relationship Problems
