Poems About Unrequited Love Published by Members Recently Online
#UnrequitedLove
Poems about unrequited love published by members recently online.
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2024 10:38am
3rd Aug 2024 10:38am
Long for true sleep
Why can't I sleep a little bit longer?
Why do my conscious and subconscious mind
want to wake up
When I don't have to
Dreams do not come as easily to me as they used to
The pitch of night and the stillness
greets me with every toss and turn
A slight doze and you are there
Lips a centimeter apart
Your scent surrounds me
You lightly graze your nose against mine
I want to move but I am frozen in time
I should feel fear
What I feel is sadness
I know you are not...
Why do my conscious and subconscious mind
want to wake up
When I don't have to
Dreams do not come as easily to me as they used to
The pitch of night and the stillness
greets me with every toss and turn
A slight doze and you are there
Lips a centimeter apart
Your scent surrounds me
You lightly graze your nose against mine
I want to move but I am frozen in time
I should feel fear
What I feel is sadness
I know you are not...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#FeelingLost
#UnrequitedLove
95 reads
26 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2024 10:38am
3rd Aug 2024 10:38am
Long for true sleep
Why can't I sleep a little bit longer?
Why do my conscious and subconscious mind
want to wake up
When I don't have to
Dreams do not come as easily to me as they used to
The pitch of night and the stillness
greets me with every toss and turn
A slight doze and you are there
Lips a centimeter apart
Your scent surrounds me
You lightly graze your nose against mine
I want to move but I am frozen in time
I should feel fear
What I feel is sadness
I know you are not...
Why do my conscious and subconscious mind
want to wake up
When I don't have to
Dreams do not come as easily to me as they used to
The pitch of night and the stillness
greets me with every toss and turn
A slight doze and you are there
Lips a centimeter apart
Your scent surrounds me
You lightly graze your nose against mine
I want to move but I am frozen in time
I should feel fear
What I feel is sadness
I know you are not...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#FeelingLost
#UnrequitedLove
95 reads
26 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2024 10:38am
3rd Aug 2024 10:38am
Long for true sleep
Why can't I sleep a little bit longer?
Why do my conscious and subconscious mind
want to wake up
When I don't have to
Dreams do not come as easily to me as they used to
The pitch of night and the stillness
greets me with every toss and turn
A slight doze and you are there
Lips a centimeter apart
Your scent surrounds me
You lightly graze your nose against mine
I want to move but I am frozen in time
I should feel fear
What I feel is sadness
I know you are not...
Why do my conscious and subconscious mind
want to wake up
When I don't have to
Dreams do not come as easily to me as they used to
The pitch of night and the stillness
greets me with every toss and turn
A slight doze and you are there
Lips a centimeter apart
Your scent surrounds me
You lightly graze your nose against mine
I want to move but I am frozen in time
I should feel fear
What I feel is sadness
I know you are not...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#FeelingLost
#UnrequitedLove
95 reads
26 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
6th May 2024 12:26pm
6th May 2024 12:26pm
Discarded
Don't send me home tomorrow
Let it be a perfect day
Don't bring me all of this sorrow
By choosing to send me away
My home, hell, life's existence is no more than a cell
I'm barren, I'm waste without you and you can tell
My heart and mind are no more than empty shells
With cracks widening and spidering with every farewell
How can you feel like this and yet fear the words
My advances were met by you retreating and my heart heard
Isn't it time for our sun to rise or do we only exist at night
Am I only to exist within your...
Let it be a perfect day
Don't bring me all of this sorrow
By choosing to send me away
My home, hell, life's existence is no more than a cell
I'm barren, I'm waste without you and you can tell
My heart and mind are no more than empty shells
With cracks widening and spidering with every farewell
How can you feel like this and yet fear the words
My advances were met by you retreating and my heart heard
Isn't it time for our sun to rise or do we only exist at night
Am I only to exist within your...
#love
#rejection
#UnrequitedLove
341 reads
21 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
6th May 2024 12:26pm
6th May 2024 12:26pm
Discarded
Don't send me home tomorrow
Let it be a perfect day
Don't bring me all of this sorrow
By choosing to send me away
My home, hell, life's existence is no more than a cell
I'm barren, I'm waste without you and you can tell
My heart and mind are no more than empty shells
With cracks widening and spidering with every farewell
How can you feel like this and yet fear the words
My advances were met by you retreating and my heart heard
Isn't it time for our sun to rise or do we only exist at night
Am I only to exist within your...
Let it be a perfect day
Don't bring me all of this sorrow
By choosing to send me away
My home, hell, life's existence is no more than a cell
I'm barren, I'm waste without you and you can tell
My heart and mind are no more than empty shells
With cracks widening and spidering with every farewell
How can you feel like this and yet fear the words
My advances were met by you retreating and my heart heard
Isn't it time for our sun to rise or do we only exist at night
Am I only to exist within your...
#love
#rejection
#UnrequitedLove
341 reads
21 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
6th May 2024 12:26pm
6th May 2024 12:26pm
Discarded
Don't send me home tomorrow
Let it be a perfect day
Don't bring me all of this sorrow
By choosing to send me away
My home, hell, life's existence is no more than a cell
I'm barren, I'm waste without you and you can tell
My heart and mind are no more than empty shells
With cracks widening and spidering with every farewell
How can you feel like this and yet fear the words
My advances were met by you retreating and my heart heard
Isn't it time for our sun to rise or do we only exist at night
Am I only to exist within your...
Let it be a perfect day
Don't bring me all of this sorrow
By choosing to send me away
My home, hell, life's existence is no more than a cell
I'm barren, I'm waste without you and you can tell
My heart and mind are no more than empty shells
With cracks widening and spidering with every farewell
How can you feel like this and yet fear the words
My advances were met by you retreating and my heart heard
Isn't it time for our sun to rise or do we only exist at night
Am I only to exist within your...
#love
#rejection
#UnrequitedLove
341 reads
21 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 7:25pm
4th Jan 2025 7:25pm
The Science of Affection
I was watching TV, and I thought how strange and beautiful it is when lovers kiss… Grabbing at each other, trying desperately to find a connection, an end to this vast space of human loneliness. To meld lives and bodies... I have been alone for so long now, and unfortunately I don't think love was ever in the cards for me, and shall not be within the odd, melancholic, suffering-kissed blink of my lifetime… But today, I imagined being kissed once again and embraced by someone I loved… To be able to fill that perpetual emptiness inside me… How perhaps only the taste of me on his lips would give...
#love
#romantic
#UnrequitedLove
164 reads
5 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 7:25pm
4th Jan 2025 7:25pm
The Science of Affection
I was watching TV, and I thought how strange and beautiful it is when lovers kiss… Grabbing at each other, trying desperately to find a connection, an end to this vast space of human loneliness. To meld lives and bodies... I have been alone for so long now, and unfortunately I don't think love was ever in the cards for me, and shall not be within the odd, melancholic, suffering-kissed blink of my lifetime… But today, I imagined being kissed once again and embraced by someone I loved… To be able to fill that perpetual emptiness inside me… How perhaps only the taste of me on his lips would give...
#love
#romantic
#UnrequitedLove
164 reads
5 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 7:25pm
4th Jan 2025 7:25pm
The Science of Affection
I was watching TV, and I thought how strange and beautiful it is when lovers kiss… Grabbing at each other, trying desperately to find a connection, an end to this vast space of human loneliness. To meld lives and bodies... I have been alone for so long now, and unfortunately I don't think love was ever in the cards for me, and shall not be within the odd, melancholic, suffering-kissed blink of my lifetime… But today, I imagined being kissed once again and embraced by someone I loved… To be able to fill that perpetual emptiness inside me… How perhaps only the taste of me on his lips would give...
#love
#romantic
#UnrequitedLove
164 reads
5 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 7:52pm
7th Nov 2024 7:52pm
2024 November Poems >> before the jury of the Sage/this age
No. 02
before the jury of
the Sage/this age
“It is not the man who has too little, but the man
who craves more, that is poor.”—Seneca
i write/right life’s wrongs to make this world a better place to live.
i sing/swing sweet songs that metronome dull spirits from dismay.
i live/leave death far behind poor kinfolk destinied to grieve.
i hear/heir suave silence as a gift, to souls in disarray.
i see/seize the blindness of a white-cane man lost in the street.
i taste/test the bitterness of bitter salt that...
before the jury of
the Sage/this age
“It is not the man who has too little, but the man
who craves more, that is poor.”—Seneca
i write/right life’s wrongs to make this world a better place to live.
i sing/swing sweet songs that metronome dull spirits from dismay.
i live/leave death far behind poor kinfolk destinied to grieve.
i hear/heir suave silence as a gift, to souls in disarray.
i see/seize the blindness of a white-cane man lost in the street.
i taste/test the bitterness of bitter salt that...
#CallToAction
#inequality
#kindness
#morality
#UnrequitedLove
84 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 7:52pm
7th Nov 2024 7:52pm
2024 November Poems >> before the jury of the Sage/this age
No. 02
before the jury of
the Sage/this age
“It is not the man who has too little, but the man
who craves more, that is poor.”—Seneca
i write/right life’s wrongs to make this world a better place to live.
i sing/swing sweet songs that metronome dull spirits from dismay.
i live/leave death far behind poor kinfolk destinied to grieve.
i hear/heir suave silence as a gift, to souls in disarray.
i see/seize the blindness of a white-cane man lost in the street.
i taste/test the bitterness of bitter salt that...
before the jury of
the Sage/this age
“It is not the man who has too little, but the man
who craves more, that is poor.”—Seneca
i write/right life’s wrongs to make this world a better place to live.
i sing/swing sweet songs that metronome dull spirits from dismay.
i live/leave death far behind poor kinfolk destinied to grieve.
i hear/heir suave silence as a gift, to souls in disarray.
i see/seize the blindness of a white-cane man lost in the street.
i taste/test the bitterness of bitter salt that...
#CallToAction
#inequality
#kindness
#morality
#UnrequitedLove
84 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 7:52pm
7th Nov 2024 7:52pm
2024 November Poems >> before the jury of the Sage/this age
No. 02
before the jury of
the Sage/this age
“It is not the man who has too little, but the man
who craves more, that is poor.”—Seneca
i write/right life’s wrongs to make this world a better place to live.
i sing/swing sweet songs that metronome dull spirits from dismay.
i live/leave death far behind poor kinfolk destinied to grieve.
i hear/heir suave silence as a gift, to souls in disarray.
i see/seize the blindness of a white-cane man lost in the street.
i taste/test the bitterness of bitter salt that...
before the jury of
the Sage/this age
“It is not the man who has too little, but the man
who craves more, that is poor.”—Seneca
i write/right life’s wrongs to make this world a better place to live.
i sing/swing sweet songs that metronome dull spirits from dismay.
i live/leave death far behind poor kinfolk destinied to grieve.
i hear/heir suave silence as a gift, to souls in disarray.
i see/seize the blindness of a white-cane man lost in the street.
i taste/test the bitterness of bitter salt that...
#CallToAction
#inequality
#kindness
#morality
#UnrequitedLove
84 reads
2 Comments
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