Poems about Emotions
#emotions
Poems about emotions, here you'll find poetry about emotions. Poetry exploring what emotions are and why we feel the way we do. Poems about positive and negative emotional responses and how our emotions shape behaviour and our journey through life.
Forbidden Thoughts
As I sit at my window watching this winter storm, I am invaded by thoughts of my past and how things could have been. I think of a particular past lover, one who knew my body like it belonged to him. I used to write often of our trists, and naughty sessions. Looking back I'm thankful I never spoke of my feelings and played it cool. The more we met and talked, the more he had me falling for him. I, of course, never let him get even a clue. I didn't want to scare him, and I didn't want it to end.
I can tell you it's true, what they say about a Latino lover. You can't help but to...
I can tell you it's true, what they say about a Latino lover. You can't help but to...
#emotions
#gratitude
#happiness
#respect
#strength
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the last bus
That is a day for us losers. No, this is not about the climate
it does well, a dollop of sun there and a splash of rain there, not asking for anyone’s permission
With losers, I mean us who have managed to get old
but living wildly and not going for longevity
That makes us miserable because we have nothing
to look back on and say, sure, I did that
It is not that we didn’t try to make a mark, but
Booze and women got in the way, conquest
a whore in every port
Some of us tried to make a mark by scribbling
Our thoughts on a sheet of paper...
it does well, a dollop of sun there and a splash of rain there, not asking for anyone’s permission
With losers, I mean us who have managed to get old
but living wildly and not going for longevity
That makes us miserable because we have nothing
to look back on and say, sure, I did that
It is not that we didn’t try to make a mark, but
Booze and women got in the way, conquest
a whore in every port
Some of us tried to make a mark by scribbling
Our thoughts on a sheet of paper...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions
#kindness
#love
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Day Unschedualed
Is this a good one?
where all the roses bloom
skies are blue, and you pledge your feelings are true?
Is it a broody and contrary day?
never happy with this and that
When I say up, you say, is that a fact?
Is it going to be anger?
unleash and unabashed
Total destruction is your function
and in its wake, you leave bone and ash
Is it regret?
Of words and actions that were never meant to happen
Still, it happened
Shit, it really happened
The day I give to you
quiet and...
where all the roses bloom
skies are blue, and you pledge your feelings are true?
Is it a broody and contrary day?
never happy with this and that
When I say up, you say, is that a fact?
Is it going to be anger?
unleash and unabashed
Total destruction is your function
and in its wake, you leave bone and ash
Is it regret?
Of words and actions that were never meant to happen
Still, it happened
Shit, it really happened
The day I give to you
quiet and...
#dark
#emotions
#loneliness
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Symmetry
She is symmetry
Tantalising, teasing
Figures declare
Velocity increasing
Where to begin?
Loaded, needing
Deep within
Exploded, searing
Tantalising, teasing
Figures declare
Velocity increasing
Where to begin?
Loaded, needing
Deep within
Exploded, searing
#emotions
#love
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slow down
simplicity at its finest
no lines or filler words
silent
soulful
honest
desperate
yearning
fleeting
don’t you know the pain
i feel
when we leave to our own
and become new
“i love you”
no lines or filler words
silent
soulful
honest
desperate
yearning
fleeting
don’t you know the pain
i feel
when we leave to our own
and become new
“i love you”
#emotions
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a regular day
A regular day
We read, with amusement, that Facebook is set free
Mark, our erstwhile friend, has seen the light
Not spending money on fast-checkers, more kudos to him
Is he sincere
For now, this is of scant interest, the wind blows hard, rattles the window, and demands to be let inside.
Hollers, you were glad for the summer breeze
So, what is wrong now
How do explain, to the wind it is a matter of knowing when the climate for change is right?
The wind is not willing to give up, asks what about
X, a rude and opinionated site; well, you...
We read, with amusement, that Facebook is set free
Mark, our erstwhile friend, has seen the light
Not spending money on fast-checkers, more kudos to him
Is he sincere
For now, this is of scant interest, the wind blows hard, rattles the window, and demands to be let inside.
Hollers, you were glad for the summer breeze
So, what is wrong now
How do explain, to the wind it is a matter of knowing when the climate for change is right?
The wind is not willing to give up, asks what about
X, a rude and opinionated site; well, you...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude
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Reflection of Tears
Crying into the ocean, I lose my way,
To add to the sea, where sorrow will stay.
To see the reflection of me dissolve,
I cry as the waves around me revolve.
To see, then fall, and splash into the tide,
Where tears and the water forever collide.
I cried into a river, where currents collide,
To see my tear just washed away.
On the bank, I did stand by the rushing tide,
My tears fell to the land, destined to stay.
The river consumed all I could resolve,
My cries to its waters did slowly dissolve.
I cried in a puddle, where...
To add to the sea, where sorrow will stay.
To see the reflection of me dissolve,
I cry as the waves around me revolve.
To see, then fall, and splash into the tide,
Where tears and the water forever collide.
I cried into a river, where currents collide,
To see my tear just washed away.
On the bank, I did stand by the rushing tide,
My tears fell to the land, destined to stay.
The river consumed all I could resolve,
My cries to its waters did slowly dissolve.
I cried in a puddle, where...
#emotions
#LifeStruggles
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My Muse of Poetry
Not all the worlds belong to me
Not all the words set me free
What the heart loves
is of will
I just free some words
to confine its spill.
****
A time, my words
on my papers sashaying
the shape to me alluring
the tone of their steps
I hear
as they are dancing
the music they are following
the soul, in a trance, just listens
without interfering.
****
A time, along with my Muse
we keep to each other
our hearts baring
secrets sharing
silently, knowingly connecting.. ...
Not all the words set me free
What the heart loves
is of will
I just free some words
to confine its spill.
****
A time, my words
on my papers sashaying
the shape to me alluring
the tone of their steps
I hear
as they are dancing
the music they are following
the soul, in a trance, just listens
without interfering.
****
A time, along with my Muse
we keep to each other
our hearts baring
secrets sharing
silently, knowingly connecting.. ...
#admiration
#emotions
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
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Winter Glow
Where the pathway ends,
there i'll go,
Up the hillside, it bends
where soft winds blow
And the fresh growing grass
so ripe and mellow,
And the river flows
so quite, down below
It's like heaven has landed
from seven skies above
and the landscape, painted
This is Eden, aeons ago
"It is morning
and it is mist
It is the beginning
of all celestial bliss"
Comes the cold dawn
my flame will grow
To...
there i'll go,
Up the hillside, it bends
where soft winds blow
And the fresh growing grass
so ripe and mellow,
And the river flows
so quite, down below
It's like heaven has landed
from seven skies above
and the landscape, painted
This is Eden, aeons ago
"It is morning
and it is mist
It is the beginning
of all celestial bliss"
Comes the cold dawn
my flame will grow
To...
#emotions
#happiness
#inspirational
#motivational
#strength
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Ushers, Blue Veins
Ushers of human emotions
flowing red porcelain
of mortal grace endlessly
As if a passing train
in scorched veins...
of a furnace flue
flowing red porcelain
of mortal grace endlessly
As if a passing train
in scorched veins...
of a furnace flue
#emotions
#erotic
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CPR
I love you so much
I want to rip your tortured heart
from your body
place it next to mine
and bring us both back to life.
I want to rip your tortured heart
from your body
place it next to mine
and bring us both back to life.
#emotions
#kindness
#love
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The Rose in My Eye
The Rose in My Eye
Let me kiss you under summer rains,
and captivate your mind,
as we traverse a high plain
in beautiful, sultry nights.
Your lips are like a scarlet strand,
touched by sun rays,
voluptuous, her body spans
the complexity of her ways.
She is exotic, strangely hypnotic—
whenever I chance a gaze,
words come to me in rhythms,
melodic tones that never fade.
She is like a perfect iris flower,
adrift in flowing blue streams,
delicate in her step,
like a soft autumn...
Let me kiss you under summer rains,
and captivate your mind,
as we traverse a high plain
in beautiful, sultry nights.
Your lips are like a scarlet strand,
touched by sun rays,
voluptuous, her body spans
the complexity of her ways.
She is exotic, strangely hypnotic—
whenever I chance a gaze,
words come to me in rhythms,
melodic tones that never fade.
She is like a perfect iris flower,
adrift in flowing blue streams,
delicate in her step,
like a soft autumn...
#emotions
#gratitude
#happiness
#kindness
#love
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