Poems About Long Distance Relationships Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about long distance relationships published by members recently online.
Siren's Call
Do you hear that?
It calls to me across the sea
With every rolling wave
The melody whispers to me
I fear to a watery grave
It's so sad you can't hear,
the song of desperate love.
The siren plea,
Heard internally.
Resonate in the sky above.
Do you feel it?
If you cannot hear.
It pulls you to come near.
I can see in your eyes,
What you cannot hide.
It only calls to those,
Who are willing to hear.
The song has stopped.
A salty tear fell.
The love she called to,
Had Never...
It calls to me across the sea
With every rolling wave
The melody whispers to me
I fear to a watery grave
It's so sad you can't hear,
the song of desperate love.
The siren plea,
Heard internally.
Resonate in the sky above.
Do you feel it?
If you cannot hear.
It pulls you to come near.
I can see in your eyes,
What you cannot hide.
It only calls to those,
Who are willing to hear.
The song has stopped.
A salty tear fell.
The love she called to,
Had Never...
#romantic
#LongDistanceRelationship
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Siren's Call
Do you hear that?
It calls to me across the sea
With every rolling wave
The melody whispers to me
I fear to a watery grave
It's so sad you can't hear,
the song of desperate love.
The siren plea,
Heard internally.
Resonate in the sky above.
Do you feel it?
If you cannot hear.
It pulls you to come near.
I can see in your eyes,
What you cannot hide.
It only calls to those,
Who are willing to hear.
The song has stopped.
A salty tear fell.
The love she called to,
Had Never...
It calls to me across the sea
With every rolling wave
The melody whispers to me
I fear to a watery grave
It's so sad you can't hear,
the song of desperate love.
The siren plea,
Heard internally.
Resonate in the sky above.
Do you feel it?
If you cannot hear.
It pulls you to come near.
I can see in your eyes,
What you cannot hide.
It only calls to those,
Who are willing to hear.
The song has stopped.
A salty tear fell.
The love she called to,
Had Never...
#romantic
#LongDistanceRelationship
154 reads
9 Comments
200 Miles to your Loving Arms
Coming down the home stretch
2 weeks on the road
Makes the strongest man
Bend at the knees a bit
200 miles to your loving arms
Black coffee, petal to the metal
Till I round the corner
Into your smile I call home
2 weeks on the road
Makes the strongest man
Bend at the knees a bit
200 miles to your loving arms
Black coffee, petal to the metal
Till I round the corner
Into your smile I call home
#love
#home
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
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27 Comments
200 Miles to your Loving Arms
Coming down the home stretch
2 weeks on the road
Makes the strongest man
Bend at the knees a bit
200 miles to your loving arms
Black coffee, petal to the metal
Till I round the corner
Into your smile I call home
2 weeks on the road
Makes the strongest man
Bend at the knees a bit
200 miles to your loving arms
Black coffee, petal to the metal
Till I round the corner
Into your smile I call home
#love
#home
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
632 reads
27 Comments
200 Miles to your Loving Arms
Coming down the home stretch
2 weeks on the road
Makes the strongest man
Bend at the knees a bit
200 miles to your loving arms
Black coffee, petal to the metal
Till I round the corner
Into your smile I call home
2 weeks on the road
Makes the strongest man
Bend at the knees a bit
200 miles to your loving arms
Black coffee, petal to the metal
Till I round the corner
Into your smile I call home
#love
#home
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
632 reads
27 Comments
200 Miles to your Loving Arms
Coming down the home stretch
2 weeks on the road
Makes the strongest man
Bend at the knees a bit
200 miles to your loving arms
Black coffee, petal to the metal
Till I round the corner
Into your smile I call home
2 weeks on the road
Makes the strongest man
Bend at the knees a bit
200 miles to your loving arms
Black coffee, petal to the metal
Till I round the corner
Into your smile I call home
#love
#home
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
632 reads
27 Comments
Aubade for Nyx
Rain laden clouds are clearing out
and there's a bluing in the east
where morning skies seem like they shout...
"Begone midnight! You are deceased!".
And scattered puffs are turning pink
or that old fashioned rosy gold
when solar beams are on the brink
of darkness in its casket, cold,
where it sleeps on native soil
to rise once more within hours
when night again shuffles coil
with dark matter and strange powers...
in constant rotation, there and here,
like verse within a sonneteer.
and there's a bluing in the east
where morning skies seem like they shout...
"Begone midnight! You are deceased!".
And scattered puffs are turning pink
or that old fashioned rosy gold
when solar beams are on the brink
of darkness in its casket, cold,
where it sleeps on native soil
to rise once more within hours
when night again shuffles coil
with dark matter and strange powers...
in constant rotation, there and here,
like verse within a sonneteer.
#LongDistanceRelationship
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Spiritual Home (a Villanelle)
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
whose enchantment mere photos can’t capture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
Atop Montjuic, one her beauty can chart
canvas for Gaudi’s architecture
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Spaniards, immigrants, tourists from all parts
humanity’s fascinating mixture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
The Magic Fountain’s musical spell starts
my conversion to a Spanish creature
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Eating churros from kiosk or street cart ...
whose enchantment mere photos can’t capture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
Atop Montjuic, one her beauty can chart
canvas for Gaudi’s architecture
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Spaniards, immigrants, tourists from all parts
humanity’s fascinating mixture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
The Magic Fountain’s musical spell starts
my conversion to a Spanish creature
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Eating churros from kiosk or street cart ...
#happiness
#humankind
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
392 reads
2 Comments
Spiritual Home (a Villanelle)
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
whose enchantment mere photos can’t capture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
Atop Montjuic, one her beauty can chart
canvas for Gaudi’s architecture
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Spaniards, immigrants, tourists from all parts
humanity’s fascinating mixture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
The Magic Fountain’s musical spell starts
my conversion to a Spanish creature
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Eating churros from kiosk or street cart ...
whose enchantment mere photos can’t capture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
Atop Montjuic, one her beauty can chart
canvas for Gaudi’s architecture
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Spaniards, immigrants, tourists from all parts
humanity’s fascinating mixture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
The Magic Fountain’s musical spell starts
my conversion to a Spanish creature
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Eating churros from kiosk or street cart ...
#happiness
#humankind
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
392 reads
2 Comments
Spiritual Home (a Villanelle)
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
whose enchantment mere photos can’t capture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
Atop Montjuic, one her beauty can chart
canvas for Gaudi’s architecture
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Spaniards, immigrants, tourists from all parts
humanity’s fascinating mixture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
The Magic Fountain’s musical spell starts
my conversion to a Spanish creature
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Eating churros from kiosk or street cart ...
whose enchantment mere photos can’t capture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
Atop Montjuic, one her beauty can chart
canvas for Gaudi’s architecture
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Spaniards, immigrants, tourists from all parts
humanity’s fascinating mixture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
The Magic Fountain’s musical spell starts
my conversion to a Spanish creature
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Eating churros from kiosk or street cart ...
#happiness
#humankind
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
392 reads
2 Comments
Spiritual Home (a Villanelle)
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
whose enchantment mere photos can’t capture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
Atop Montjuic, one her beauty can chart
canvas for Gaudi’s architecture
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Spaniards, immigrants, tourists from all parts
humanity’s fascinating mixture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
The Magic Fountain’s musical spell starts
my conversion to a Spanish creature
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Eating churros from kiosk or street cart ...
whose enchantment mere photos can’t capture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
Atop Montjuic, one her beauty can chart
canvas for Gaudi’s architecture
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Spaniards, immigrants, tourists from all parts
humanity’s fascinating mixture
Barcelona, city dear to my heart
The Magic Fountain’s musical spell starts
my conversion to a Spanish creature
Soul of Catalonia's pride and art
Eating churros from kiosk or street cart ...
#happiness
#humankind
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
#travel #LongDistanceRelationship
392 reads
2 Comments
A Dream Or Two
Should I write a letter to tell you how I feel?
I haven't seen you in so long
If the distance wasnt so far and you would pay for my meal
I would come to you in the night
We could cuddle and play
Your eyes I could kiss and your heart I could steal
The moon always shines bright
When we are touching one another
Its so awesome to watch your face
To wrap myself into that special place
So, do I have to write you that letter?
Or would a dream or two be better?
I haven't seen you in so long
If the distance wasnt so far and you would pay for my meal
I would come to you in the night
We could cuddle and play
Your eyes I could kiss and your heart I could steal
The moon always shines bright
When we are touching one another
Its so awesome to watch your face
To wrap myself into that special place
So, do I have to write you that letter?
Or would a dream or two be better?
#love
#dreams
#memories
#LongDistanceRelationship
#IMissYou
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6 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Long Distance Relationships Published by Members Recently Online