Poems About Love by Top Critiquers
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Poems about love by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
NoQuarter
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 11:40am
6th Feb 2025 11:40am
Lament Of The Forsaken
In moonlit halls where shadows weep
A heart once full now lost in sleep
Her touch like fire now cold as stone
Her love once pure forever gone
He waits amidst the hollow night
A soul consumed by endless plight
For love that burned then turned to ash
A dying flame a bitter crash
The roses bloomed where she had stood
Their petals dark with signs of blood
And though he calls his voice a plea
She’s but a ghost in memory
Her eyes once bright with whispered dreams
Now haunt the world in shattered seams ...
A heart once full now lost in sleep
Her touch like fire now cold as stone
Her love once pure forever gone
He waits amidst the hollow night
A soul consumed by endless plight
For love that burned then turned to ash
A dying flame a bitter crash
The roses bloomed where she had stood
Their petals dark with signs of blood
And though he calls his voice a plea
She’s but a ghost in memory
Her eyes once bright with whispered dreams
Now haunt the world in shattered seams ...
#dark
#death
#gothic
#love
#tragedy
97 reads
3 Comments
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
26th Jun 2024 7:45pm
26th Jun 2024 7:45pm
Everything I know about love
my cat is an asshole
most mornings
he wails a death wish
in my sleeping ear
is possessed by Shakespeare
as he rolls onto his back
feet in the air
as if life is an absolute tragedy
makes me carry him
upstairs every night
abandoning me at the top step
then wails that I dare let him go
my cat is an asshole
sits on the edge of the bath
falls in where fur finds bubbles
in fury and chaos
& I towel him down as...
most mornings
he wails a death wish
in my sleeping ear
is possessed by Shakespeare
as he rolls onto his back
feet in the air
as if life is an absolute tragedy
makes me carry him
upstairs every night
abandoning me at the top step
then wails that I dare let him go
my cat is an asshole
sits on the edge of the bath
falls in where fur finds bubbles
in fury and chaos
& I towel him down as...
#animals
#cats
#humankind
#kindness
#love
203 reads
10 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2024 11:12pm
2nd Sep 2024 11:12pm
Thinking about tonight
#love
#sex
355 reads
2 Comments
RPM1on1
Poem Published
30th Jul 2020 12:46pm
30th Jul 2020 12:46pm
Through the Sheets
Alarm chirps
Bodies turn
I feel her through the sheets
Muscles respond
To my caress
I feel her through the sheets
Hand slopes downward
And up again
I feel her through the sheets
Grasp her sit bones
Squeeze firm cheeks
I feel her through the sheets
Pushing upward
Brushing side breast
I feel her through the sheets
Rounding shoulders
And down the spine
I feel her through the sheets
Morning alarm
Sounds again
I feel her through the sheets
Gently...
Bodies turn
I feel her through the sheets
Muscles respond
To my caress
I feel her through the sheets
Hand slopes downward
And up again
I feel her through the sheets
Grasp her sit bones
Squeeze firm cheeks
I feel her through the sheets
Pushing upward
Brushing side breast
I feel her through the sheets
Rounding shoulders
And down the spine
I feel her through the sheets
Morning alarm
Sounds again
I feel her through the sheets
Gently...
#happiness
#love
#wife
#ILoveYou
#beauty
515 reads
4 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 6:31pm
16th Jan 2025 6:31pm
Love Rots
Love, my friends, is overrated.
Be compassionate, have empathy instead.
And not always regard yourself
as Tristan or Isolde,
the Lochinvar who came
to overturn the bridal feast.
Kindness,
when done with earnestness
and not as trickery,
is what disperses clouds
to give the withered crops fresh light.
Where love can be selfish, needful,
a passion rushing forth
as much to solder cracks
in one's own soul.
Love pressed the pillow down
on Desdemona's face,
or so Othello might have claimed.
Love...
Be compassionate, have empathy instead.
And not always regard yourself
as Tristan or Isolde,
the Lochinvar who came
to overturn the bridal feast.
Kindness,
when done with earnestness
and not as trickery,
is what disperses clouds
to give the withered crops fresh light.
Where love can be selfish, needful,
a passion rushing forth
as much to solder cracks
in one's own soul.
Love pressed the pillow down
on Desdemona's face,
or so Othello might have claimed.
Love...
#culture
#kindness
#love #mythology
#love #mythology
88 reads
3 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
15th Dec 2023 1:01am
15th Dec 2023 1:01am
Exquisite
Our personal activities have been in full effect all day
Now evening is upon us as we continue to play,
“From our romantic shower until it’s time to get dressed
Complimenting each other, because we want to be at our best,
“The ultimate goal is to be the sharpest ones on the scene
Movie star status, that causes anyone to have an erotic pleasant dream,
“Double checking in the mirror to make sure things are right
Before heading out into the darkness of night,
“As the city lights roll off the windshield
It amplifies my...
Now evening is upon us as we continue to play,
“From our romantic shower until it’s time to get dressed
Complimenting each other, because we want to be at our best,
“The ultimate goal is to be the sharpest ones on the scene
Movie star status, that causes anyone to have an erotic pleasant dream,
“Double checking in the mirror to make sure things are right
Before heading out into the darkness of night,
“As the city lights roll off the windshield
It amplifies my...
#love
#strength
#relationships
383 reads
4 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 8:24pm
5th Apr 2024 8:24pm
Silent - Rock Bottom
Two Years Ago, Gavin
Sorry, back with Aidan. x Philippa
Just like that. Dumped by text. No explanation, nothing.
The words Back with Aidan meant she had been his girlfriend all along. Philippa had lied from the moment she'd introduced me to him. Aidan had told the truth from the start.
My hands were shaking. Not putting up with this. I dialled her number.
She answered after four rings. 'You're wasting your time, Gavin. I've already made up my mind.'
She ended the call. I tried again, but this time voicemail took over and I...
Sorry, back with Aidan. x Philippa
Just like that. Dumped by text. No explanation, nothing.
The words Back with Aidan meant she had been his girlfriend all along. Philippa had lied from the moment she'd introduced me to him. Aidan had told the truth from the start.
My hands were shaking. Not putting up with this. I dialled her number.
She answered after four rings. 'You're wasting your time, Gavin. I've already made up my mind.'
She ended the call. I tried again, but this time voicemail took over and I...
#love
#relationships
#mystery #obsession
#mystery #obsession
153 reads
6 Comments
Trillium
Poem Published
16th Sep 2024 6:10am
16th Sep 2024 6:10am
Looking
What does it mean to look?
To really look at something?
To absorb it fully.
A flower
A tree
A painting
A partner
A lover
Making something your world
Your focus
For a moment
However long it is
To feel it
Beyond your senses
Tendrils of your being
Reaching out
Making it a part of yourself
To really look
To understand
More than just shapes
To understand
Loving
To really look at something?
To absorb it fully.
A flower
A tree
A painting
A partner
A lover
Making something your world
Your focus
For a moment
However long it is
To feel it
Beyond your senses
Tendrils of your being
Reaching out
Making it a part of yourself
To really look
To understand
More than just shapes
To understand
Loving
#happiness
#love
101 reads
6 Comments
runningturtle87
Poem Published
27th Apr 2022 2:44pm
27th Apr 2022 2:44pm
So Little Time
So Little Time
What can
We say
That isn't
Said
In the very
Little time
We give
To love?
Between
One drink
Of numbness
And the next,
The vast array
Of substance,
The tender
Vulnerabilities
Of being
Unclothed
In their
Disclosures,
The lost hours
Shrunken
To a maimed
Sense
Of reality,
The fear
Of receiving
Desired love?
What can
We say
That isn't
Said
In the very
Little time
We give
To love?
Between
One drink
Of numbness
And the next,
The vast array
Of substance,
The tender
Vulnerabilities
Of being
Unclothed
In their
Disclosures,
The lost hours
Shrunken
To a maimed
Sense
Of reality,
The fear
Of receiving
Desired love?
#love
#relationships
#honesty #crush
#honesty #crush
438 reads
4 Comments
poetOftragedy
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 11:45pm
9th Feb 2025 11:45pm
So, Let's call it a tie.
You've said all your words
left your mark,
and left me with a bruised heart.
I made my act and played my part.
I think it was nothing more than a paper cut
So, let's call it a tie
it's not the first time,
No need for us to fall apart.
it's nothing new,
we both have been starring at each other through a barrel of a gun.
with that in mind,
who's was not expecting a few scars?
It's dark,
Ups and downs
It's the only thing we call love
who cares if we fight through the night
When we both...
left your mark,
and left me with a bruised heart.
I made my act and played my part.
I think it was nothing more than a paper cut
So, let's call it a tie
it's not the first time,
No need for us to fall apart.
it's nothing new,
we both have been starring at each other through a barrel of a gun.
with that in mind,
who's was not expecting a few scars?
It's dark,
Ups and downs
It's the only thing we call love
who cares if we fight through the night
When we both...
#conflict
#denial
#LifeStruggles #love
#LifeStruggles #love
54 reads
3 Comments
prometheus5290
Poem Published
21st Sep 2024 11:31am
21st Sep 2024 11:31am
Conflagration
I am only the wood,
and you are everything else.
You are the air that feeds the fire and the wind that stokes it.
You are the combustion, the opening and the process that unites the air and wood.
You are the light and the heat.
You are the Agni, the disintegrator, transforming just wood into the divine.
We are a conflagration...How warm can we be?
and you are everything else.
You are the air that feeds the fire and the wind that stokes it.
You are the combustion, the opening and the process that unites the air and wood.
You are the light and the heat.
You are the Agni, the disintegrator, transforming just wood into the divine.
We are a conflagration...How warm can we be?
#love
164 reads
5 Comments
Zazzles
Broomie
Broomie
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2021 1:26pm
23rd Mar 2021 1:26pm
Virtual presence
He can't see what's right in front of him
always fearing the worst is yet to come
He knows, he really does know
that all that glitters isn't gold.
Across big blue on the other side of the pond
she's wearing her new dress
sitting alone she stares at her computer screen
lost in all that is estranged.
She sees his deep-set dark brown eyes
bearing down on her and mind fucks him for awhile, smiling to herself she plays with her pony tails
laced in pink...
always fearing the worst is yet to come
He knows, he really does know
that all that glitters isn't gold.
Across big blue on the other side of the pond
she's wearing her new dress
sitting alone she stares at her computer screen
lost in all that is estranged.
She sees his deep-set dark brown eyes
bearing down on her and mind fucks him for awhile, smiling to herself she plays with her pony tails
laced in pink...
#love
#kindness
#hope
876 reads
15 Comments
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