Least Read Poems About Unrequited Love
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Asymmetrical
Contorted reasoning
with an assorted seasoning
of flavored bullshit.
I tried to savor it as it hit.
Alas, ignorance was bliss.
Your traveling kisses
believed to be wholesome,
delivered too late; I succumbed.
Knelt with tears seeping
through my fingers, keeping
what was left of me whole.
Strikes against my soul.
Still, I felt hopeful, so I waited
while good memories faded.
Eventually revealing
that we were not healing.
I softly inhaled, then a hard sigh
because you never even tried.
with an assorted seasoning
of flavored bullshit.
I tried to savor it as it hit.
Alas, ignorance was bliss.
Your traveling kisses
believed to be wholesome,
delivered too late; I succumbed.
Knelt with tears seeping
through my fingers, keeping
what was left of me whole.
Strikes against my soul.
Still, I felt hopeful, so I waited
while good memories faded.
Eventually revealing
that we were not healing.
I softly inhaled, then a hard sigh
because you never even tried.
#rhyming
#WritingPoetry
#UnrequitedLove #hurt
#UnrequitedLove #hurt
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Nice Guy Chronicles VIII
It was the new year
Holiday season was over
And everyone had to go back home
I enjoyed my time away
It was great to explore a new area
However coming back I knew what I had to do
She had been on my mind all the time
It did also help that we always kept in touch
Now here's the crazy part
I started to have a hunch that
she actually liked me in a romantic manner
Not out of the blue
But since we were young
I've always been a bit oblivious
to people liking me
which has lead me to some funny...
Holiday season was over
And everyone had to go back home
I enjoyed my time away
It was great to explore a new area
However coming back I knew what I had to do
She had been on my mind all the time
It did also help that we always kept in touch
Now here's the crazy part
I started to have a hunch that
she actually liked me in a romantic manner
Not out of the blue
But since we were young
I've always been a bit oblivious
to people liking me
which has lead me to some funny...
#crush
#FirstLove
#heartbroken
#rejection
#UnrequitedLove
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Dust
The only people who make love all the time are liars."
It was slaying dragons
Waiting
Because one day
My prince will come
Followed abruptly by
That freshly illustrated
Slick talkin' character
Reminding him
"I can still charm the best of them"
She sits, years later
Older, looked over, just a princess
"I rather go see brave new worlds"
So, to the lover before them, they swipe left
Chasing new tails
Sorry Mr. Disney
That's why I don't trust
Eternal ideal lovers,...
It was slaying dragons
Waiting
Because one day
My prince will come
Followed abruptly by
That freshly illustrated
Slick talkin' character
Reminding him
"I can still charm the best of them"
She sits, years later
Older, looked over, just a princess
"I rather go see brave new worlds"
So, to the lover before them, they swipe left
Chasing new tails
Sorry Mr. Disney
That's why I don't trust
Eternal ideal lovers,...
#lover
#vanity
#UnrequitedLove #greed
#UnrequitedLove #greed
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October Poems 2024 >> dreams, for the moment, inarticulate
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
DAY 22
dreams, for the moment, inarticulate
just let me get the hell out of your face
and save myself from consummate disgrace.
feel free to strike my name out of your book,
me disentangle from your cloying hook.
the price of love may be a sacrifice
of sanity, to gain fool’s paradise
—or, better still, the lonely hangman’s noose,
whose living were superior in recluse.
no man on earth could love you as i do,
no heart could brand you with more...
DAY 22
dreams, for the moment, inarticulate
just let me get the hell out of your face
and save myself from consummate disgrace.
feel free to strike my name out of your book,
me disentangle from your cloying hook.
the price of love may be a sacrifice
of sanity, to gain fool’s paradise
—or, better still, the lonely hangman’s noose,
whose living were superior in recluse.
no man on earth could love you as i do,
no heart could brand you with more...
#birthday
#breakup
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#UnrequitedLove
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