Long Poems About Emotions
#emotions
HarleyQuinn80
Poem Published
Today 3:21pm
Today 3:21pm
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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Inverted_poet29
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 7:14pm
7th Jan 2025 7:14pm
A Picture in Words
They say a picture’s worth a thousand tales,
But what if the brush in your hand fails?
If canvas stays blank, colors don’t appear,
Yet your mind holds visions, vivid and clear.
With words as your palette, you start to create,
Each phrase a stroke, shaping fate,
You paint with whispers, you draw with sound,
In the listener’s heart, your art is found.
A thousand words, they say, a picture might be,
But what if your words set the soul free?
Each sentence a color, each line a hue,
Crafting a masterpiece, unique...
But what if the brush in your hand fails?
If canvas stays blank, colors don’t appear,
Yet your mind holds visions, vivid and clear.
With words as your palette, you start to create,
Each phrase a stroke, shaping fate,
You paint with whispers, you draw with sound,
In the listener’s heart, your art is found.
A thousand words, they say, a picture might be,
But what if your words set the soul free?
Each sentence a color, each line a hue,
Crafting a masterpiece, unique...
#emotions
#happiness
#love
#passion
#WritingPoetry
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 8:41am
6th Jan 2025 8:41am
Melancholy's secret
it's a bad day
my ache is talking to my soul
grey feelings lost in the shuffle
rise to the surface demanding attention
my sorrow speaks first
she can't reconcile hurt feelings inside me
girl, you have to deal with this
sorrow follows behind her full of emotion, tears in her eyes
they both carry the weight of forgotten need
a desire to be loved wholly without conditions
without expensive emotional price tags, my soul can't afford
with my best not always being enough
I sometimes give up
disconnecting from self...
my ache is talking to my soul
grey feelings lost in the shuffle
rise to the surface demanding attention
my sorrow speaks first
she can't reconcile hurt feelings inside me
girl, you have to deal with this
sorrow follows behind her full of emotion, tears in her eyes
they both carry the weight of forgotten need
a desire to be loved wholly without conditions
without expensive emotional price tags, my soul can't afford
with my best not always being enough
I sometimes give up
disconnecting from self...
#emotions
#love
73 reads
2 Comments
MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 00:14am
5th Jan 2025 00:14am
The Euphoria
#admiration
#emotions
#love
#lust
#sensual
127 reads
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Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 7:33am
30th Dec 2024 7:33am
Returning on a jet plane...
(Paul Harvey used to give "...the rest of the story" on the radio. The same radio played songs that gave us a glimpse into song character's lives but are never revisited! Even worse when the singer dies! I hated that! One of the songs I always felt needed an ending was...John Denver's: "Leaving on a jet plane." So, I present...Returning on a jet plane. Dedicated to the late John Denver.
--‐------------------
Packed my bags again...
I'm finally coming home...
I sang the songs they wanted...
'til...I felt so all alone...
...
--‐------------------
Packed my bags again...
I'm finally coming home...
I sang the songs they wanted...
'til...I felt so all alone...
...
#emotions
#love
#TimeHeals
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KendalM
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 3:27pm
16th Dec 2024 3:27pm
Diary Entry...Huh
Im tired, my moms on Hospice...well she should be but she still has yet to say the word cancer stage four and sign the papers, so she's refusing the end of life care she needs, which makes it a confusing situation on the family.
Then two days ago my grandma on my dad's side had a heart attack, and after 2 units of blood and bipap machine to restore her oxygen levels, she went back downhill again, hemoglobin a 7 and now they are thinking she has lymphoma or leukemia.
I know everything happens for a reason, I'm just tired, and this is hard.
Its taking all I got to keep...
Then two days ago my grandma on my dad's side had a heart attack, and after 2 units of blood and bipap machine to restore her oxygen levels, she went back downhill again, hemoglobin a 7 and now they are thinking she has lymphoma or leukemia.
I know everything happens for a reason, I'm just tired, and this is hard.
Its taking all I got to keep...
#emotions
#strength
51 reads
3 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 11:47am
16th Dec 2024 11:47am
Scenery Of The Pastoral Mind
Overlooking the tiny town that lies below
Pine trees, eucalyptus and green willow
Between whiles, darts a swift swallow
Skimming the quiet waters, and shallow
******
Overlooking the oak forest that lies beyond
Fog and mist sleeping beneath since eons
A green dark, mystical and pastoral haven
Wolf and shepherd, each one a gain is gotten
****** ...
Pine trees, eucalyptus and green willow
Between whiles, darts a swift swallow
Skimming the quiet waters, and shallow
******
Overlooking the oak forest that lies beyond
Fog and mist sleeping beneath since eons
A green dark, mystical and pastoral haven
Wolf and shepherd, each one a gain is gotten
****** ...
#emotions
#faith
#morality
#motivational
#philosophical
69 reads
4 Comments
KendalM
Poem Published
6th Dec 2024 11:21am
6th Dec 2024 11:21am
Decisions Need To Be Made
There's a tumor on her spleen, nodules in her lungs, and an even bigger mass than the one they removed two years ago along with her ovaries now pressing on her lower organs and prohibiting proper functions of her bladder and bowel. She called me yesterday asking me to intercede for her and talk to her Dr.
You gotta understand, my mom is such a control freak, nobody takes charge over her life, especially decisions over her health.
Yet here I was, the one who was always incompetent and stupid, now making executive decisions over her care.
It's all so...
You gotta understand, my mom is such a control freak, nobody takes charge over her life, especially decisions over her health.
Yet here I was, the one who was always incompetent and stupid, now making executive decisions over her care.
It's all so...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#hope
#love
#strength
60 reads
2 Comments
Nachiyobe
Poem Published
6th Dec 2024 9:09am
6th Dec 2024 9:09am
A Writers Vows
With this paper and pen, I vow..
To voice out the volumes of words left unsaid.
To spell out the silence of the secrets left unspoken.
I vow,
That my sonnets will speak the language our spirits haven't figured out yet,
That the lines of my limericks will lyric the songs our souls haven't sung yet,
That my haikus will hold and heal our haggard hearts,
That...
My words, wether in prose of verse, written, spoken, raw or rehearsed will silence the voices in our heads, listen..
I vow that the ink of my pen will be the flavor of sweat driven by my...
To voice out the volumes of words left unsaid.
To spell out the silence of the secrets left unspoken.
I vow,
That my sonnets will speak the language our spirits haven't figured out yet,
That the lines of my limericks will lyric the songs our souls haven't sung yet,
That my haikus will hold and heal our haggard hearts,
That...
My words, wether in prose of verse, written, spoken, raw or rehearsed will silence the voices in our heads, listen..
I vow that the ink of my pen will be the flavor of sweat driven by my...
#emotions
#inspirational
#redemption
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poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 4:57pm
28th Nov 2024 4:57pm
Nature, Beauty and Ink
It is wise to dive headlong into the wild, close the blind eyes and open the clear mind, its wise to rise from the cluttered mind, infested with recycled cliches and mindset and outworn rotten habits..
..
Rise and stretch the feet that are turned frozen inside a cold seat, a mechanical heat, won't ever warm the cold heart, sun is your hearth, lounge in the open airs and gather as much as you can. and fill the empty inside with heaven's breath...
While time is wide and the plains get greener and flat, decked with poppies and daffodils and daisies..and so many fragrant...
..
Rise and stretch the feet that are turned frozen inside a cold seat, a mechanical heat, won't ever warm the cold heart, sun is your hearth, lounge in the open airs and gather as much as you can. and fill the empty inside with heaven's breath...
While time is wide and the plains get greener and flat, decked with poppies and daffodils and daisies..and so many fragrant...
#admiration
#emotions
#inspirational
#motivational
#religion
77 reads
2 Comments
Academic
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 10:48am
25th Nov 2024 10:48am
Philip Schofield and Rock Hudson were happily gay players! So why shouldn't Edward Windsor also be?
By Stanley Collymore
A state of affairs known about,
fully acknowledged and also
specifically, supported by
their respective wives. So why then shouldn't Sophie Rhys Jones effectively do the same,
if personally this gay tolerance assured her
the lifestyle, which she discernibly wanted
and still clearly opulently has? Undeniably however what actually had me in stitches
of very boisterous laughter, was the Daily
Mail's hack rather specifically describing
Sophie's Windsor monarichal and...
A state of affairs known about,
fully acknowledged and also
specifically, supported by
their respective wives. So why then shouldn't Sophie Rhys Jones effectively do the same,
if personally this gay tolerance assured her
the lifestyle, which she discernibly wanted
and still clearly opulently has? Undeniably however what actually had me in stitches
of very boisterous laughter, was the Daily
Mail's hack rather specifically describing
Sophie's Windsor monarichal and...
#emotions
#happiness
#kindness
#love
#respect
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0 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 4:18pm
24th Nov 2024 4:18pm
A quite ride in the wake of summer
in the twilight silence; shy sun flickers in the distance, inside a fleet of hazy clouds
dangling between sky and mountain, its disk faintly dissolving leaving a flaming trail. westward floating......
Cicling joyfully into the west, thinking of the olden summers, the young runners,and the small toddlers......
my bike challenges the wind of a quiet evening tide, as the path starkly, solely echos the galvanized tires....................
i would willingly go faster, but the silence of the route was just a flowing poetry to be rhymed,A moment to be...
dangling between sky and mountain, its disk faintly dissolving leaving a flaming trail. westward floating......
Cicling joyfully into the west, thinking of the olden summers, the young runners,and the small toddlers......
my bike challenges the wind of a quiet evening tide, as the path starkly, solely echos the galvanized tires....................
i would willingly go faster, but the silence of the route was just a flowing poetry to be rhymed,A moment to be...
#admiration
#emotions
#inspirational #motivational
#inspirational #motivational
74 reads
2 Comments
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