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.
It's never good bye
As long as there is life, there is death ☠️ that will follow with silent whispers, of tears ruining down people's faces saying their last good byes. For it's true it's so hard to say goodbye 🫂 to those who, have touched so many lives in so many ways, on different levels of love and support and encouragement. But yet it's a natural thing that happens in life, for sure it's necessary to truly understand that they have gone, to a better place. FOR sure they will never be forgotten, as they will always be loved 😍 in our hearts and minds. For sure death is not what we,...
#admiration
#hope
#kindness
#love
#strength
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a harp upon my madness
The bedlam on me, I weep notes of despair
They were broken pieces of my sacredness
thrumming the harp upon my soul of madness
My heart strings out of tune with the other beings
sang a melody of melancholy and insanity
visions blur, and I ache with regret
building my delusions one by one
climbing the music into the heavens
refusing to descend
A choir of angels joins me
And my heart they did defend
my weathered sadness their hearts rend
with tearful maladies and much chagrin
My thoughts found their way home...
They were broken pieces of my sacredness
thrumming the harp upon my soul of madness
My heart strings out of tune with the other beings
sang a melody of melancholy and insanity
visions blur, and I ache with regret
building my delusions one by one
climbing the music into the heavens
refusing to descend
A choir of angels joins me
And my heart they did defend
my weathered sadness their hearts rend
with tearful maladies and much chagrin
My thoughts found their way home...
#love
#MentalHealth
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~love in its highest divinity:: Radha- Krishna
(an inspired write from a short yet a classic & my fav song linked below
song #YamunaiAatrile- of 1991 Tamil Film #Thlapathy)
https://youtu.be/KV8Wpnpm_lg?feature=shared
on the salient singing shores
of the mystical longing Yamuna..
in its nascent Brahmamuhurtha~ the
early hatching shrilly dawn’s
a dewy-laden misty
wetting thirtha airs..
am here afloat as a paired Mynah
bird .. in graciously
coupled dancing rhythms..
.. with Kannaa.. my Krishna...
song #YamunaiAatrile- of 1991 Tamil Film #Thlapathy)
https://youtu.be/KV8Wpnpm_lg?feature=shared
on the salient singing shores
of the mystical longing Yamuna..
in its nascent Brahmamuhurtha~ the
early hatching shrilly dawn’s
a dewy-laden misty
wetting thirtha airs..
am here afloat as a paired Mynah
bird .. in graciously
coupled dancing rhythms..
.. with Kannaa.. my Krishna...
#inspirational
#love
#music #spiritual
#music #spiritual
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Do it for love
We all need and want a strong relationship with someone who knows what they want and need to sustain life and love and dreams. ❤️ FOR sure we will go through somethings, that will affect us in ways that will affect us mentally and emotionally and physically and spiritually. But regardless of what you have to go through, somethings are meant to be, as others are not meant to be, for they will appear in own lives like a smooth talking ENTITY. Coming with nothing but lies 😠 For sure it's necessary to know the difference, when we read between the lines of subliminal...
#gratitude
#hope
#kindness
#love
#strength
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entranced
The vibe you put out is entrancing
Romancing the notion of we
There is no us to speak of
Yet your energy says there could be
a deep intellect
I rest in the layered shadows of your creation
and dream of what is there
Taking my time to peruse your visions
With a better sense of who you are
my thoughts reach out to touch you
Surely you're out of my league
to converse with you, an aphrodisiac
to read your pontifications, enlightening
a prophet giving sermons
a poetic genius's glory
With the understanding...
Romancing the notion of we
There is no us to speak of
Yet your energy says there could be
a deep intellect
I rest in the layered shadows of your creation
and dream of what is there
Taking my time to peruse your visions
With a better sense of who you are
my thoughts reach out to touch you
Surely you're out of my league
to converse with you, an aphrodisiac
to read your pontifications, enlightening
a prophet giving sermons
a poetic genius's glory
With the understanding...
#love
#philosophical
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unconditional
Sorrowful grace today was hopeful
Visiting my kids for Easter
a road trip out of town
would brighten my mood
Back to my hometown
Good memories of my childhood
playing all summer and climbing trees
riding bikes and hanging out with friends
My hometown was much safer then
It's becoming a bigger city now
and rife with danger
There are still pockets of good neighborhoods
My mom lives in one of these
The houses literally look like the Brady Bunch house
The block seems stuck in the sixties ...
Visiting my kids for Easter
a road trip out of town
would brighten my mood
Back to my hometown
Good memories of my childhood
playing all summer and climbing trees
riding bikes and hanging out with friends
My hometown was much safer then
It's becoming a bigger city now
and rife with danger
There are still pockets of good neighborhoods
My mom lives in one of these
The houses literally look like the Brady Bunch house
The block seems stuck in the sixties ...
#childhood
#daughter
#family #love
#family #love
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Harvest From the Tomb
I sow these seeds of love for future’s bloom;
commit them to the dark in hope of light,
through dank decay, to harvest from the tomb.
When melancholy clouds my lover’s mind
and tenderness awakens only spite,
still, I sow seeds of love for future’s bloom.
Likewise, when bleakness threatens to consume,
or apathy tells me “give up the fight,”
despite decay, I’ll harvest from the tomb.
Though we can’t see the pattern on the loom,
we work our threads with patience day and night
to sow our seeds of love for future’s...
commit them to the dark in hope of light,
through dank decay, to harvest from the tomb.
When melancholy clouds my lover’s mind
and tenderness awakens only spite,
still, I sow seeds of love for future’s bloom.
Likewise, when bleakness threatens to consume,
or apathy tells me “give up the fight,”
despite decay, I’ll harvest from the tomb.
Though we can’t see the pattern on the loom,
we work our threads with patience day and night
to sow our seeds of love for future’s...
#art
#death
#love
#villanelle
#WritingPoetry
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Capella Auriga
A quest is never done until you reach the end
That is
The questions may not get answered in this world
And thus, we must formulate and theorize my friends
Whatever waits for us on the other side of the universe
So we compose and create to the best of our abilities
Trying to solve the big mystery that mystifies us all
Letting our imaginations run rampant, wild and free
To the point that it consumes and exhumes our soul
But once fate has decided that our number is up
The veil of innocence lifts and things begin to make sense
It...
That is
The questions may not get answered in this world
And thus, we must formulate and theorize my friends
Whatever waits for us on the other side of the universe
So we compose and create to the best of our abilities
Trying to solve the big mystery that mystifies us all
Letting our imaginations run rampant, wild and free
To the point that it consumes and exhumes our soul
But once fate has decided that our number is up
The veil of innocence lifts and things begin to make sense
It...
#love
#philosophical
#stars #universe
#stars #universe
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want not
Adieu, my old friend, it is with bitter regret I say goodbye
The wards of the doors are closing
The Mistress of the underground is guarding the way
sacred vision while the poets disperse
The shadows are weary, and yet they keep them
from burning by a sun too bright
My tears scorch my face
My poetry puddled at my feet
bloodletting over all these years
to be remembered by my soul
The powers that be carried me here
Those many years ago
a place cherished, my anxiety relieved
Stoic silence ensues
No one wants...
The wards of the doors are closing
The Mistress of the underground is guarding the way
sacred vision while the poets disperse
The shadows are weary, and yet they keep them
from burning by a sun too bright
My tears scorch my face
My poetry puddled at my feet
bloodletting over all these years
to be remembered by my soul
The powers that be carried me here
Those many years ago
a place cherished, my anxiety relieved
Stoic silence ensues
No one wants...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#love
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Old Lady Forgetting Night Strangers
Wears bees in her hair
sings Sinatra to stop the
noise from under the floorboards
Decants sherry into jam jars
drinks one for her baby
and one more for the road
Play it again Satan
some say she get Devil
but fire in her eyes
are inflamed childhood riots
throw a Molotov cocktail on the bonfire
and she will tell you what it’s like to burn
She can’t see those who tried to love her
just the NO VACANCIES sign
above the room which housed her still born
Air that, all winter, had seemed empty ...
sings Sinatra to stop the
noise from under the floorboards
Decants sherry into jam jars
drinks one for her baby
and one more for the road
Play it again Satan
some say she get Devil
but fire in her eyes
are inflamed childhood riots
throw a Molotov cocktail on the bonfire
and she will tell you what it’s like to burn
She can’t see those who tried to love her
just the NO VACANCIES sign
above the room which housed her still born
Air that, all winter, had seemed empty ...
#faith
#hope
#love
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4 Walls and a door
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ Let's have a real sense of what is understanding, between two people's who came together to be, honest and truthful and blessed. TO finally meet someone, who knew what love, really feels like to the deepness of the, heart ❤️ and mind and thoughts. 🤔 Yet through the courses, we have to learn to journey and travel and walk together instead of alone, but with someone who wants the same things as you are seeking and searching for in your life and love and the world. 🌍 For...
#faith
#fate
#love
#redemption
#TruthOfLife
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Faded Darkness
Through my life and memories of the past, still stacking up in the dark of the night. YET I've learned that my past is not my future. For my future no longer exist in the past, as it is behind me, still
trying to stop my own blessings for the betterment, of my life and love and honor and respect. Because I deserve better for myself, to be able to share my thoughts and insight and love, with someone else who is willing and able to be, with me as I want to be with them in honesty and truth and trust. 🙏 For sure I want a strong commitment, and real consistency and real deep...
trying to stop my own blessings for the betterment, of my life and love and honor and respect. Because I deserve better for myself, to be able to share my thoughts and insight and love, with someone else who is willing and able to be, with me as I want to be with them in honesty and truth and trust. 🙏 For sure I want a strong commitment, and real consistency and real deep...
#hope
#kindness
#love
#respect
#TimeHeals
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