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This hollow ache I swallow the sword of fondness I wait for it's closure to hit my stomach It is unforgiving It is tastless It is mine alone
I am a garden. This garden knows unrequited love. This garden gives unconditional love, nonetheless. Ripping and tearing bits and pieces out. A bouquet of smiles and hope.
Surprisingly, the sun nags at my feelings and dampens my mood. With furrowed brows, I scrutinize the brand new face on my left side. I don’t know your features, and now my memory blurs at the corners of our past conversations.
Be it a single lumen or roaring bonfire, my feelings for him burn purple; Pink (love) + Blue (lust).
when you say my name, you say it like a poem you will never write.babylon boy, when i whisper your name in the pale moonlight,
Rain, wet droplets hit my face That time of year surely brings me faith As the water weighs me down I pray that maybe I'll be able to touch your base
Within the clouds I find nothing But within your voice I see something In the distance, The dark is near But in my heart The stars are clear
As my eyes rain this cold, wet sorrow... My heart yearns for a better tomorrow To feel lips brushed against mine Gently pressed, one of a kind. Yes, the cold is trapped in my sweater
Five years old, I picked you out of my homeroom class I thought I would marry you one day You had a hat with your name embroidered on it But it was in homage to a football player
Hey you One day I want you to smile at me that dimple forming in your cheek with knowing eyes that we will be together Not today not tomorrow sometime though
I’d let my beauty melt away If only I could convey That no matter what I do I still need you.
it is easy to love you in the fantasy i’ve formed in my mind, for under the protection of my imagination, we are together. we are perfect. we are infinite.
it is difficult to have loved someone who will never feel the same, because a hopeless love is the emptiest and loneliest love there could ever be. lessons can be learned, however,
The truth is, my darling, that time has passed and we have grown. And yes, I do love you. And yes, that has everything to do with this poem. Loving you has everything to do with who we’ve turned into, and who we’ve grown to become.
do you remember, when your lips softly brushed mine, and my heart was a bird escaping it's cage, and my soul had wings bursting from my back, because you smelt like cocoa butter and tasted like strawberries,
I love you with all that I am And sometime’s that’s scary But you say you love me too Even though I’m fucking crazy You are my all
It’s funny how much I’ve changed. I’m 14 years old, sitting in my room, now surrounded by white. White sheets pinned to the walls, white carpet, white dresser. They were blue once, but that has been drained away.
you used to sing to me in our late nights of truths. love songs that made me uncomfortable, drifting me off to sleep. a sleep that you watched until i woke up, got uncomfortable again.
Moirai spun me, with you, Sewn ourselves together to fate, We lusted for our destiny. Melted hours folded together with ceaseless love.
As an elfin fairy dreamed, I wanted her, for her I looked. To touch her peony lips was my wish, Giving the forest another longing look, away I turned. Unrequited love is mine,
It happens a lot, this feeling that always seems as if to oscillate around my discernment: Of darkness, and gorging pits of doom, I've tried and tried to escape it vicariously through you,
With Her, Faces, names, places, All the world spins past, On a colorful carousel Within grasp, But She is next to me I don't care for anyone else She's here They're not.
I am strong- I mutter this chant incessantly through my head and I wonder now if I will ever be able to bear the burden of my own brokenness.
Sadness tears at the lungs Madness rises like bile Strung on a wire Am I to escape this fire? Tortured Souls are not whole Hoarding feelings of frustration Eyes feel heavy with supplications
please listen to the silence of my heart so you, my love, may be spared from the grief
I was never graced with such sorrow Until Sorrow did grace me He landed on my door step And what other choice Than allow him to retrieve
(Or: how I learned that sweet things were the quickest way to my heart.) Even the smallest gesture can contain so much meaning.
The very bones of my young body ache with the torment of missing you at night; to have your figure gracing contentedly over my ever yearning sight.
Did you know you make my brain hurt when you aren't even there? This power you have, just doesn't seem fair. I know I made it all up in my head, and I guess that is fine.
I miss you... everyday I thought that time would... make this feeling go away It gets much worse when I try to sleep at night I am content to be alone But with you would be even better, right?
Can't eat, can't sleep. My head is numb, and so are my feet. This is gonna hurt, yes this is going to hurt for a very long time. I can't remember, but I don't want to forget. Your smile, your laugh, everything about you so hard to get.
I ain't know it was possible to love someone so much..that they can send an electric shock through u with one touch....every time u see that person they make you smile....forget about all your Troubles.
He was a beautiful chapter from cover to cover. Every star crossed moment, I will hold to forever. The silver letters, the golden pages... My God, it feels like it has been ages.
Alas; woe to my eyes-- Let them not see. The object of my affection Cares not of me.
Why fails love to be content unto itself? To have loved is to have loved.
May you be loved in a way that is beyond palatable for you, that doesn’t make your head spin, but makes you comfortable, that makes you pleased with life
Ciaorue Tú eres una creatura hermosa. You are a beautiful creature. La felicitad que me traes todos los días es como una paloma blanca.
“Go with your gut feeling." I don’t feel anything Except the heat from my brain Coupled with the pain of thinking of him Cause I can’t, Won’t let myself stop thinking of you
Your birthday's on the clock is teasing me Should I have let you leave? Come back if you care God please lead me to where I need to be I trust that you or who will be with me
I’m afraid Because you say you love me. It breathes through our talks, Hidden in praise and jests, Where I can feel when it bubbles up And I beg you not to say it Through subject changes
Love is patient.
Just by your presence makes me happy Just by your smile keeps me warm Hearing your voice makes me calm
These hands you'l never hold Whenever it feels cold These hands you'll never hold Until it gets so old
Romance Vs. Friendship
inspired by the Bible story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego not pushed, nor did i jump yet i fell into the fire the vehement flames circle heating me with a ferocity ethereal
no mouth can cry out in praise
I’m so sorry that I can’t be Everything that you want from me I’m sorry that I’m left trying to say No, in the very kindest way I get so confused, and I don’t understand
I was at the beach,And I thought of you
The autumn leaves fall from the trees, crisp and bright. The cold comes, disguised with stealth. My heart grows louder as the days grow shorter, proclaiming its objective
Are you oblivious to this This is something you can't miss I have feelings in my heart, in the dark I can't let them go no I just keep them inside and try to hide
The wait is like a fetter on my heart.
How can I stop? Mash the button screaming OFF A violently labled plea For a silent scream. It doesn't work; no current Thought with no life in it, Every spark feeds My desire instead.
This beating heart aches with each breath I take, The pain is unbearable to my soul. I am drowning in this fiery lake, And this person I am is far from whole. Each day, I steal many a glance at you,
I rap lazy I miss Lacy Stay with me Leavin me for a jew, shit's kinda shady Don’t text sayin’ you miss me Your silence was louder than any noise you could make
I dreamt of you last night.
It must really feel good to be you... Because, I sit here and think of you every second of every day and it hurts,
As a phantom haunts his weakened prey
Some words will never be heard, but it doesn’t mean that they will go unsaid. It is in the speaking of the word, not the hearing, that the word comes alive.
You have become an anonymous figure synonymous with: lean lines and shallow dips,Hard firm muscles and sexy dark lips.
Saw you again today. Made me insecure because I didn't know which I wanted to do more;
Why? Why? Leave me alone. Emotions dropping from the surface,
Asking again "What do you think?" "What color does she prefer blue, purple, or pink?" "Am I too short, too weird, my thoughts abstract?" I don't even know why you ask me that.
I never truly understood the stories Where the girl would spend weeks pining after some guy "Way out of her league" Who didn't even know her name After she saw him with another woman
Tossing and turning,
I've thought about such a situation In my medical meditation. Like who should I be praising for salvation? I am but a martyr, Opening the ringing chino store,
Did you ever love me, like I loved your hands? On my throat as you choked me with your lips, on hers. Did you ever want me, like I wanted your attention? Out of the corner of your eye, when she spoke.
In my mind It only makes sense that if you fall into something You have to go through something So it surprises me that people always talk about falling in love But never talk about what they fell through
sometimes i dream of you tendrils creeping wrapping around my heart choking out its last few beats (( thump thump --- ))
Unrequited,unreturned the lessons I have learned took a risk, speak with the lips I never kissed, a lover of the light a whisper in the night, made my heart ignite
Her heart pure and trueEyes full of love and wonderShe wants of nothing, yetHe would give her all If only she would look his way.
If you have love in your life, Then sir you have achieved what most men cannot. More than, any sailor dares to conceive in his Rash and unreasonable mind. But ay We are just men.
When he tells you about their first date And about how perfect that first summer was He doesn't love you When he explains to you in soft, hushed details How he made love to her in the back of his jeep
and I would go where you go and follow in your footsteps over mountains over hills through valleys and small towns over oceans over puddles I would follow you anywhere
Unrequited Love, you see, that's my life story, There's times I wish I could go back to when you didn't exist to me. Nothing's worse than knowing the person you want to be with is a made up myth.
The most dangerous urges are tempting me again And if I shall cross the path, I will lose a friend If you go there once, there's a price to pay The battle within myself to stay at bay
o1. she’s like a sunsetfleetingly beautiful butfeels like forever o2. her hair is crushed auburnleaves in autumnfalling for herover and over o3.
Aching with no bruise, vena cava's clenching Heart gushing in resonant clicks. Stomach is a wolf Scratching at some meat. Reaching, but I fall Tumbling through the seas. Seas of endless,
Before the first second I saw you,I was incomplete.Deep, but nowhere near seeingTo the bottom of my heart;Immersed in emotion,But not to the pointOf drowning,Slowly and all at once,
If I were shorter, would you love me?Would you tuck me under your armOr notice me even less?
your eyes are filled with longing to escape your past and maybe your future too i thought i'd found love when we first locked eyes my heart filled with promise and desire thinking
Of the train according to the front, after the order of 1000 suns cry eyeball - can all combustion terrace.
Confused With no one to talk to I'm so confused How will I vent to hold down the tears For no one seems to be here My mind is so dark and weird With no one to talk to I'm so confused
When you're talking about the things you feel, About how daring can be so unreal. As I listen with my breaking heart, Because I don't know where to start. Thinking it should be only you and me,
Villus burnished chassis still so lush. Pulchritude soars bound for my sulfur soul. Sets fire inside to the abandoned brush, Waiting to fry sitting on beds of coals. Yet these beds are only simmering skin,
I hold words of eternal affection promising sweet nothings and three words carelessly thrown into the wind into weakening ink masking the intensity of the bond never made. An armistice found in
My only regret is loving too much And succumbing to your poison touch. You make me weak with your scent. My mind’s a haze, my body’s spent. Your eyes, they cut me down to size,
Its a sad poem with no title. I did it today. I never wanted it to be like this Was it an accident? Was it life giving me a sign?
"111 Jane Street"
I've made the decision to throw away my true feelings for you. It may be difficult, but it is something I must do, Because you love me, But you are not in love with me, and that is something I can't handle.
You and I were the best part, of the worst combination. I was the sun, radiant, passionate, fiery, bringing the brightness of a good day to all those that I touch with my glowing beams.
The taste of rejection is heavy and metallic, reminding us bitterly of our own mortality
When she lays for bed it is you who runs through her head Even though the two of you have been apart for so long she doesn’t know how not to hold on
(poems go hewe chose the table to the left that faced the walls of the courtyard my tea spilled through the cracks like rain in a graveyard and there were one two one two three grey leaves above us
Let's go to the sea you and me, on the beach we'll both feel free. With the wind blowing lightly and the sun shining brightly, say you'll go with me!
Every time I’m with you, I feel it building up. You know I’d never hurt you, So why not open up?
There was a time I thought there’d be A little thing called you and me And now I try and you don’t care But I can still feel something there You haunt my mind every day You plague my dreams but you won’t stay
Such sweetness was in her eyes, But now her heart is made of ice. I’ve given her scores of chances, But at most they end up being glances. I would have given her my life, But her apathy cuts like a knife.