Poems About First Love by Top Critiquers
#FirstLove
Poems about first love by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
La La Land
Tell me why
My heart still beats for you
Why it still longs for you
You were are
So special in my life
Is it wrong to yearn for your company again?
My heart still beats for you
Why it still longs for you
You were are
So special in my life
Is it wrong to yearn for your company again?
#FirstLove
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amniotic fluid
that was
a
fleeting joy
when I was
in
my
mother's womb.
there is
no memory
of that past joy,
yet it brings
a sparkle to
the eyes
Where
there will be
marks of
the trouble
caused by me
and
no trouble
will have
happened to me
I would
surely have
attained
immense
happiness
in the aura
of that
warm womb water...
a
fleeting joy
when I was
in
my
mother's womb.
there is
no memory
of that past joy,
yet it brings
a sparkle to
the eyes
Where
there will be
marks of
the trouble
caused by me
and
no trouble
will have
happened to me
I would
surely have
attained
immense
happiness
in the aura
of that
warm womb water...
#mother
#FirstLove
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Sunshine for Your Inner Sunflower
Sunshine for Your Inner Sunflower
I lie by your side as a sultry summer breeze blows ripples in your skirt. Leaves rustle in the wind. Your dark feathery hair is blown about. It cascades down your shoulders in waves of silky gossamer. Petals are strewn around us in a carpet of nature’s bullion but soft as a whisper on a spring breeze. The field is a wild garden alive with splashes of sunlit stalks crowned like sun kings.
Gazing into your eyes an ocean of sadness spreads out before me. Dark shadings of love are shadowed by numbing coolness. I see your uncertainty as you...
I lie by your side as a sultry summer breeze blows ripples in your skirt. Leaves rustle in the wind. Your dark feathery hair is blown about. It cascades down your shoulders in waves of silky gossamer. Petals are strewn around us in a carpet of nature’s bullion but soft as a whisper on a spring breeze. The field is a wild garden alive with splashes of sunlit stalks crowned like sun kings.
Gazing into your eyes an ocean of sadness spreads out before me. Dark shadings of love are shadowed by numbing coolness. I see your uncertainty as you...
#regret
#flowers
#FirstLove
#SelfDiscovery
#PersonalGrowth
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TO BE HELD AND HUG
If you ever been hurt by someone who you thought was in your corner, only to find out later that someone was merely testing your ability to trust and believe within them. Then you should recognize the true silhouette of the shadow that stands before you, even though you may think that you know them only to be fooling yourself into believing. That they have your best interest at heart when it comes to loving and caring for you. For sometimes we all have a need and want to be held within the confine, arms of someone's heart and soul as we stop and look and listen to the stillness of our own...
#FallingInLove
#UnrequitedLove
#LongDistanceRelationship
#FirstLove
#ForbiddenLove
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6 Comments
There is Within Your Eyes
There is within your eyes a certain light --
a glimmer sparkling like a comet’s trail
within the growing darkness of a Summer’s velvet dusk,
the sapphire star that graces clear-skied evensong
and calls the postulant to prayer,
the warming gleam of crescent dancing candle flames
within the alcove of a darkened room
that animate and golden glow the night.
It is now hushing me.
It makes me still and gladly powerless
and soars me through the spinning heaven’s heights.
a glimmer sparkling like a comet’s trail
within the growing darkness of a Summer’s velvet dusk,
the sapphire star that graces clear-skied evensong
and calls the postulant to prayer,
the warming gleam of crescent dancing candle flames
within the alcove of a darkened room
that animate and golden glow the night.
It is now hushing me.
It makes me still and gladly powerless
and soars me through the spinning heaven’s heights.
#FirstLove
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3 Comments
Stolen Moments
#love
#fire
#FirstLove #sensual
#FirstLove #sensual
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4 Comments
Lord Lucifer's own Virgin Bride
#FallingInLove
#FirstLove
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The Garden of 'EE'den
Sittin on the pub steps we three,
you, a glass Coke bottle and me,
two thin straws sat knee to knee
summer as warm as first kisses can be.
you, a glass Coke bottle and me,
two thin straws sat knee to knee
summer as warm as first kisses can be.
#FirstLove
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ALMOST A STRANGER
before i loved her
there was
just you
and me
in that little trailer
behind sammy's house
getting water
for coffee
from the spigot
outside
and wondering
how we'd shower
in the cold
and god knows
it was awful
and wonderful
and nothing
and everything
i ever wanted --
not a girl like
you
but you
with that slow drawl
and that lazy
half assed
way of fumbling through life,
of shrugging
all the bullshit away
and taking it all
as it came
and, goddamn, ...
there was
just you
and me
in that little trailer
behind sammy's house
getting water
for coffee
from the spigot
outside
and wondering
how we'd shower
in the cold
and god knows
it was awful
and wonderful
and nothing
and everything
i ever wanted --
not a girl like
you
but you
with that slow drawl
and that lazy
half assed
way of fumbling through life,
of shrugging
all the bullshit away
and taking it all
as it came
and, goddamn, ...
#FirstLove
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4 Comments
Need, Want, and Desire
Need, Want, and Desire
For years
I thought
I needed
Her,
But her absence
And abandoning
Behaviors
Eventually
Taught me
Through
Loneliness
That
I really
Didn't
Need her
At all.
I thought
Then
That
I wanted
Her,
But
What good
Was that
When she
Hardly knew
That I
Was alive?
Then
I discovered,
I had
Desired her,
To be near,
To know,
To be
Within
The orbit
Of...
For years
I thought
I needed
Her,
But her absence
And abandoning
Behaviors
Eventually
Taught me
Through
Loneliness
That
I really
Didn't
Need her
At all.
I thought
Then
That
I wanted
Her,
But
What good
Was that
When she
Hardly knew
That I
Was alive?
Then
I discovered,
I had
Desired her,
To be near,
To know,
To be
Within
The orbit
Of...
#FirstLove
#obsession
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Wanderess
some think freedom is a blessing
an attribute worth possessing
until they meet a spirit truly free
living her life as a spree
weak men calling her banshee
but for me
I heard her siren's song
holding her flame to long
my heart was not that strong
her wildness was frightening
a mercurial lightening
challenging, naive and sensual
her fire was elemental
a wanderess
in a long flowing dress
following the whispered breath of fate
with destiny she'd made a date
and I...
an attribute worth possessing
until they meet a spirit truly free
living her life as a spree
weak men calling her banshee
but for me
I heard her siren's song
holding her flame to long
my heart was not that strong
her wildness was frightening
a mercurial lightening
challenging, naive and sensual
her fire was elemental
a wanderess
in a long flowing dress
following the whispered breath of fate
with destiny she'd made a date
and I...
#MyInspiration
#freedom
#FirstLove
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3 Comments
The Note.
Michael.
I wait for my train as another rushes by causing a draft. The platform is bustling with dozens of people rushing about their business on this dull Monday morning. In over an hour I’ll be back behind my desk for the first time in several weeks, and I’m looking forward to getting buried under a backlog of paperwork to keep me distracted.
Moving on is proving to be harder than I anticipated after burying my late wife, but I simply can’t sit around and allow the weight of her loss to slowly crush me. Being on this platform isn’t helping. This is where we met...
I wait for my train as another rushes by causing a draft. The platform is bustling with dozens of people rushing about their business on this dull Monday morning. In over an hour I’ll be back behind my desk for the first time in several weeks, and I’m looking forward to getting buried under a backlog of paperwork to keep me distracted.
Moving on is proving to be harder than I anticipated after burying my late wife, but I simply can’t sit around and allow the weight of her loss to slowly crush me. Being on this platform isn’t helping. This is where we met...
#romantic
#FirstLove
#emotional #crush
#emotional #crush
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