Long Poems About Admiration
#admiration
Long poems about admiration. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Because You Are Everything...
I don’t know when I stopped breathing for myself.
Somewhere along the years,
My lungs became an echo of you,
Filling with the air you leave behind,
Sustaining me in ways I never thought I’d need.
I see you—
Not the version you show the world,
But the one you hide.
The you who sits in silence when no one is watching,
Who carries the weight of words unspoken,
And pain unshared.
I see her, and I love her.
I love her more than I can explain,
And I’m begging you: let me love her too.
Let me in.
Not because I can...
Somewhere along the years,
My lungs became an echo of you,
Filling with the air you leave behind,
Sustaining me in ways I never thought I’d need.
I see you—
Not the version you show the world,
But the one you hide.
The you who sits in silence when no one is watching,
Who carries the weight of words unspoken,
And pain unshared.
I see her, and I love her.
I love her more than I can explain,
And I’m begging you: let me love her too.
Let me in.
Not because I can...
#admiration
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#love
#strength
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One Free Dream Card
Tell me this is not a dream. I’m sorry, yes it is, but do not worry because I have good news,
that life is but a transient dream.
We are all inserted into this dream with one dream-come-true card in our pocket. It is not ours to play. The cosmos will play it for us because it knows better, but when it is played it will be as unassuming and miraculous as the birth of a child.
On the karmic road, this will become a point of maturing, and will be laden with images that you have payed forward into your universe. Mere logic will not be able to logically assemble the...
that life is but a transient dream.
We are all inserted into this dream with one dream-come-true card in our pocket. It is not ours to play. The cosmos will play it for us because it knows better, but when it is played it will be as unassuming and miraculous as the birth of a child.
On the karmic road, this will become a point of maturing, and will be laden with images that you have payed forward into your universe. Mere logic will not be able to logically assemble the...
#admiration
#hope
#motivational #universe
#motivational #universe
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To Love the Tsunami
It's been years
Since the solitude and still waters of my body met his
His social warmth and plummeting waves
refreshing to my little puddle
A saltless ocean I can't help but sink in
I can still unearth admiration in observing him
His weathered and adorned hot-glued framed glasses
Their fragile state taken back again and again
No matter how many times their nose-bridge spine snaps
or its stretched arms loses the tiniest screw I have ever seen
...
Since the solitude and still waters of my body met his
His social warmth and plummeting waves
refreshing to my little puddle
A saltless ocean I can't help but sink in
I can still unearth admiration in observing him
His weathered and adorned hot-glued framed glasses
Their fragile state taken back again and again
No matter how many times their nose-bridge spine snaps
or its stretched arms loses the tiniest screw I have ever seen
...
#admiration
#beauty
#FirstLove
#love
#relationships
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A Sober Man's Heart
A Sober Man’s Heart
“The triangular theory of love holds that love can be understood in terms of three components that together can be viewed as forming the vertices of a triangle. The triangle is used as a metaphor rather than as a strict geometric model. These three components are intimacy, passion, and decision/commitment. Each component manifests a different aspect of love.” – Robert J. Sternberg
I can picture the sun reflecting from off the surface of your skin
The aroma of coconut and vanilla dancing off the miniature hairs that are reemerging from out of...
“The triangular theory of love holds that love can be understood in terms of three components that together can be viewed as forming the vertices of a triangle. The triangle is used as a metaphor rather than as a strict geometric model. These three components are intimacy, passion, and decision/commitment. Each component manifests a different aspect of love.” – Robert J. Sternberg
I can picture the sun reflecting from off the surface of your skin
The aroma of coconut and vanilla dancing off the miniature hairs that are reemerging from out of...
#admiration
#beauty
#honesty
#ILoveYou
#love
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Midnite's Scent
O Marri’onne, ethereal wraith,
whose name drifts soft upon my brine-kissed lips,
you linger yet in the twilight of my being,
an echo folded into the shroud of the waves.
I, Kai of the abyssal depths, born of the sea’s mournful hymn,
sing now to you, my love, my ruin,
to the memory that binds me still,
to the scent of midnight where you once walked the shores.
Beneath the obsidian dome of a moonless sky,
I dwell, a shade tethered to salt-stung tides.
The sea, my cradle, my captor, whispers your name,
a dirge woven in threads of foam...
whose name drifts soft upon my brine-kissed lips,
you linger yet in the twilight of my being,
an echo folded into the shroud of the waves.
I, Kai of the abyssal depths, born of the sea’s mournful hymn,
sing now to you, my love, my ruin,
to the memory that binds me still,
to the scent of midnight where you once walked the shores.
Beneath the obsidian dome of a moonless sky,
I dwell, a shade tethered to salt-stung tides.
The sea, my cradle, my captor, whispers your name,
a dirge woven in threads of foam...
#admiration
#gratitude
#happiness
#kindness
#love
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Hold the Light
I see it in your eyes, that quiet storm,
The way the shadows twist, the way they form.
You wear the weight like I’ve worn mine,
A burden carved in every line.
And though I’m lost, I can’t look away—
I want to pull you from the gray.
Even in this hollow place,
You’re the only thing that feels like grace.
You mean more than you’ll ever know,
In a world so cold, you’re the only glow.
Though I’m drowning, I’ll find a way
To keep you safe from the dark decay.
I don’t care if it pulls me through—
I’ll hold the light, if it...
The way the shadows twist, the way they form.
You wear the weight like I’ve worn mine,
A burden carved in every line.
And though I’m lost, I can’t look away—
I want to pull you from the gray.
Even in this hollow place,
You’re the only thing that feels like grace.
You mean more than you’ll ever know,
In a world so cold, you’re the only glow.
Though I’m drowning, I’ll find a way
To keep you safe from the dark decay.
I don’t care if it pulls me through—
I’ll hold the light, if it...
#admiration
#bittersweet
#FallingInLove
#love
#temptation
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Song to Aioue
#admiration
#beauty
#ForbiddenLove #shadows
#ForbiddenLove #shadows
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Through this life
They elders say that through this one life, that you will have encounters that we may never truly understand. FOR each one will be different, than the one before it 🤔 For sure each one will have lessons, that we must learn to navigate through the next, chapter of our lives. FOR nothing in particular in life comes easy 🤨 as it will have challenges that could make you or break you, down to the point of just giving up to fight against the deepness, of that damage of the truth of your heart and spiritual soul.🙏 Your own health of your will being or it could be your mistake...
#admiration
#forgiveness
#gratitude
#kindness
#love
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The Euphoria
#admiration
#emotions
#love
#lust
#sensual
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(44) Pretty Redhead 01.24.2024 @ 2:02am
Taking blinkers with a pretty redhead.
When she’s not here, life feels dead.
There’s definitely something about you.
You got the power to cure my blues.
I’m up until dawn, casually dreaming;
You soon became another one of my desires.
Your bubbly self got pretty red hair like fire.
I am to do right by you, I’m not one to be a liar.
Your absence makes me feel like I’m on cocaine.
Up & down, I’m tearing up the fucking place!
I’m goofy as fuck & loose in the head.
Fucking eh, I can’t help but to fantasize.
...
When she’s not here, life feels dead.
There’s definitely something about you.
You got the power to cure my blues.
I’m up until dawn, casually dreaming;
You soon became another one of my desires.
Your bubbly self got pretty red hair like fire.
I am to do right by you, I’m not one to be a liar.
Your absence makes me feel like I’m on cocaine.
Up & down, I’m tearing up the fucking place!
I’m goofy as fuck & loose in the head.
Fucking eh, I can’t help but to fantasize.
...
#admiration
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We don't talk no more
I would like to have a conversation, with you as man to woman and woman to man. WHY is that you and I don't talk, like we use to do when we first connected, on so many levels of our own opinions. As we exchange thoughts and the subconsciousness, of our thoughts and lives together as one. 🙏 For sure what has changed over time ⌚ in each of our lives, that we never really have time to talk about situations, that we have to face in our lives. 💕 For don't we still have love and support, and understanding to make it easier. TO survive in this hard cold world. 🌍 For...
#admiration
#forgiveness
#gratitude
#love
#respect
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Hollowed Breeze
Into your being, Aeolus blew
an enthusiastic hunger,
Driving your curious and passionate nature
To swirl together in an eclectic dance,
Displaying a prismatic array of imaginative hues,
a zealous vortex, a colorful blur.
You were alive in a way very few
Ever were
This was you.
People said you were a mess,
a faltered and broken soul, they'd say,
an albatross strung tight around one's neck,
a sinking ship, a ball and chain—
a disaster not yet made.
With jealous words they chose to speak
but...
an enthusiastic hunger,
Driving your curious and passionate nature
To swirl together in an eclectic dance,
Displaying a prismatic array of imaginative hues,
a zealous vortex, a colorful blur.
You were alive in a way very few
Ever were
This was you.
People said you were a mess,
a faltered and broken soul, they'd say,
an albatross strung tight around one's neck,
a sinking ship, a ball and chain—
a disaster not yet made.
With jealous words they chose to speak
but...
#admiration
#confusion
#emptiness
#love
#regret
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