Love Poems
#love
Poetry about all aspects of love, appreciation and passion. Love poems includes writing about the negative side of relationships, breakups and heartbreak.
Savor Each Fleeting Moment
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Savor Each Fleeting Moment
A beautiful country and culture
opened through their eyes
a new poetic romance language
begins to permeate my speech
a connective conduit develops
as we share details of our daily journey
calmed by their voice
accustomed to their presence
made better by their essence
The window to that new,
fascinating world abruptly shuts
enthralling voice muted
shade pulled down obstructing the view
the movie wraps and sets dismantled;
curtain drops, play closes;
the...
Savor Each Fleeting Moment
A beautiful country and culture
opened through their eyes
a new poetic romance language
begins to permeate my speech
a connective conduit develops
as we share details of our daily journey
calmed by their voice
accustomed to their presence
made better by their essence
The window to that new,
fascinating world abruptly shuts
enthralling voice muted
shade pulled down obstructing the view
the movie wraps and sets dismantled;
curtain drops, play closes;
the...
#dreams
#friendship
#happiness
#love
#memories
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A Memorial to my Father and Walnuts
I remember my father sitting at the kitchen table
Cracking open walnuts and eating every morsel
Dad was a good eater, chicken was his favorite
When he got done with half a chicken
It looked like a war had taken place on his plate
Bones gleaned of any meat
A spectacle to watch
We always kidded him about it
The walnuts though I never got
He drank celery tonic too
Another non-starter for this cowboy
I never felt like I knew my dad
He was always a quiet man
Gentle but firm, pragmatic
I...
Cracking open walnuts and eating every morsel
Dad was a good eater, chicken was his favorite
When he got done with half a chicken
It looked like a war had taken place on his plate
Bones gleaned of any meat
A spectacle to watch
We always kidded him about it
The walnuts though I never got
He drank celery tonic too
Another non-starter for this cowboy
I never felt like I knew my dad
He was always a quiet man
Gentle but firm, pragmatic
I...
#death
#father
#love
#memorial
#war
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Friends I want more of
The ones who will run around in the woods
and jump over stuff
with me
while deeply discussing
disturbing movies
(The Substance, for example)
neither scandalized by
nor eagerly pursuing
the gore,
with opinions driven by empathy –
curious rather than judgemental
about characters’ self-inflicted pain
I want friends who
aren’t afraid of being poisoned
by bad words
shadow selves
slippery slopes
Who will rage and break shit with me
then cry at the opening of Tarzan
Polish off...
and jump over stuff
with me
while deeply discussing
disturbing movies
(The Substance, for example)
neither scandalized by
nor eagerly pursuing
the gore,
with opinions driven by empathy –
curious rather than judgemental
about characters’ self-inflicted pain
I want friends who
aren’t afraid of being poisoned
by bad words
shadow selves
slippery slopes
Who will rage and break shit with me
then cry at the opening of Tarzan
Polish off...
#friendship
#identity
#loneliness #love
#loneliness #love
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A Farewell
Finding true forgiveness
with the past has restored my spirit”
- Elisha Harden
and once those vultures stop picking at the bones
they fly away looking for new carrion
guilt tends to be the same way
until it realizes there’s nothing to pick here
so just carry on
carry on…
letting go of the past
maybe one of the hardest thing to do
whether looking for the answers or absolution
it’s a difficult path to achieve peace
even if we are the villain in someone else’s story
...
with the past has restored my spirit”
- Elisha Harden
and once those vultures stop picking at the bones
they fly away looking for new carrion
guilt tends to be the same way
until it realizes there’s nothing to pick here
so just carry on
carry on…
letting go of the past
maybe one of the hardest thing to do
whether looking for the answers or absolution
it’s a difficult path to achieve peace
even if we are the villain in someone else’s story
...
#forgiveness
#love
#peace #redemption
#peace #redemption
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f**k you
Within a driving beat, I get lost
finding myself in the base
strangling the guitar riffs
hooked on the refrain
My anxiety builds
hypnotized by the lead
My thoughts struggle
But there is no hope
They get in my skull
And I'll be singing them all day
on constant replay
fuck you with a gentle voice
singing to you through gritted teeth
biting down on my rage
It hurts to feel this bare
But it's the music that compels
bringing things to the surface
fuck you with soft tones
Yeah, you...
finding myself in the base
strangling the guitar riffs
hooked on the refrain
My anxiety builds
hypnotized by the lead
My thoughts struggle
But there is no hope
They get in my skull
And I'll be singing them all day
on constant replay
fuck you with a gentle voice
singing to you through gritted teeth
biting down on my rage
It hurts to feel this bare
But it's the music that compels
bringing things to the surface
fuck you with soft tones
Yeah, you...
#love
#music
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sunrise
my sleeping eyes
blossomed like lotus petals,
at the touch of soft rays
radiating from your endearing gaze.
your smile painted a million strokes
on my illuminated face,
and my lips stretched into
an inverted dreamy rainbow.
your breath like minty mist
swept across my face,
when you whispered,
"my love, be awake"
your burlap like index
meandered from forehead
to my parched lips;
feeling my scars, ...
blossomed like lotus petals,
at the touch of soft rays
radiating from your endearing gaze.
your smile painted a million strokes
on my illuminated face,
and my lips stretched into
an inverted dreamy rainbow.
your breath like minty mist
swept across my face,
when you whispered,
"my love, be awake"
your burlap like index
meandered from forehead
to my parched lips;
feeling my scars, ...
#happiness
#love
#lover #morning
#lover #morning
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spring morning
Spring Morning
today, waking up, it was warmer, the winter
had been cold at times, freezing electric heating
is not for those with a slim wallet
Today, we will write pleasant poetry
not like the boy at the edge of his bed, his feet
not long enough to reach the floor, crying
for yet again losing his home because his mother
has tuberculosis, has to go to a sanatorium
his has to go living among strangers, he has to
be nice to and not be boisterous
Yes, pleasant thoughts, not letting bitterness seep
into this day...
today, waking up, it was warmer, the winter
had been cold at times, freezing electric heating
is not for those with a slim wallet
Today, we will write pleasant poetry
not like the boy at the edge of his bed, his feet
not long enough to reach the floor, crying
for yet again losing his home because his mother
has tuberculosis, has to go to a sanatorium
his has to go living among strangers, he has to
be nice to and not be boisterous
Yes, pleasant thoughts, not letting bitterness seep
into this day...
#hope
#love
#respect
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THE CALL OF THE TURTLE DOVE

#countryside
#love
#rhyming #sex
#rhyming #sex
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~the (un)imagining
amidst the sumptuous
feeding in impending glooms..
trying hard.. to swim against
these blackly enshrouding
opacity clouds.. choking
in noxiousnes..
how foolishly dare-devilish
to act against a devil itself ..
(or is it the destined divinity..)
this mere pure a defying act
of i m a g i n i n g .. yes
(literally reads as if an ‘unageing’)
a rebellion.. a religion
this
imagining..
in the imagining..
the rainy droplets ...
feeding in impending glooms..
trying hard.. to swim against
these blackly enshrouding
opacity clouds.. choking
in noxiousnes..
how foolishly dare-devilish
to act against a devil itself ..
(or is it the destined divinity..)
this mere pure a defying act
of i m a g i n i n g .. yes
(literally reads as if an ‘unageing’)
a rebellion.. a religion
this
imagining..
in the imagining..
the rainy droplets ...
#death
#love
#spiritual #stars
#spiritual #stars
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2 Comments
crystalline tears~with the beautiful Indie
Some days I feel like a drowning woman
But everyone thinks I'm waving hello
While I choke on the way
This darkness pulls me under
Sadness dwells with nothing to remedy
No company do I keep
alone in my melancholy
having a personality and soul
My sorrow weeps inside me
With a sweet lullaby
I cry myself to sleep
The tenderness within is hurting
Comfort comes, but it is fleeting
My blue is overwhelming
So I breathe in the black abyss
Hug myself back from the edge
But I alone still can't...
But everyone thinks I'm waving hello
While I choke on the way
This darkness pulls me under
Sadness dwells with nothing to remedy
No company do I keep
alone in my melancholy
having a personality and soul
My sorrow weeps inside me
With a sweet lullaby
I cry myself to sleep
The tenderness within is hurting
Comfort comes, but it is fleeting
My blue is overwhelming
So I breathe in the black abyss
Hug myself back from the edge
But I alone still can't...
#collaboration
#love
#sadness
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6 Comments
Put It ToThe Test
I am, inherently,
an emotional restrictor
as was my father before me
and his before him
keeping strong emotions contained
particularly anger,
indignation, and resentment
lest by their expression
I drive away a loved one or friend
for fear of abandonment
is a life-long obsession
But is it not
the most empirical
of litmus tests,
to measure fraternal devotion
when one can express
a panoply of emotion
love, fear, joy, anger, resentment, or grief;
to list a principle few,
without suffering...
an emotional restrictor
as was my father before me
and his before him
keeping strong emotions contained
particularly anger,
indignation, and resentment
lest by their expression
I drive away a loved one or friend
for fear of abandonment
is a life-long obsession
But is it not
the most empirical
of litmus tests,
to measure fraternal devotion
when one can express
a panoply of emotion
love, fear, joy, anger, resentment, or grief;
to list a principle few,
without suffering...
#emotions
#family
#friendship #love
#friendship #love
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Was That Your Plan?
He slung me into orbit, and I returned with candle glow. Actually, I just never let go...
#forgiveness
#hope
#kindness
#love
#strength
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DU Poetry : Love Poems