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I'm miserable. It's killing me. I can't see you, hold you, touch you, and it's killing me. I'm alone. All alone in an abandoned apartment. The silence, loud. My head, messy.
it was as though he was helium, and I just happened to be an empty balloon. often we found nothing but tedium,
Those curly Ramparts over her ears. Hiding the heart of her soul.... Making her lovers die in dispair
Lonely I'm so lonely I want to love But there is no one to love No one wants me They all avoid me Sending me flares and stares Talking isn't rare I feel a desire To hold a hand
December Twenty-First Twenty Seventeen blessed I was that day to meet you, my love deep was my love, tragically unseen never thought itʼd be you I mourned of
Guilt is what I feel everytime I doubt your capability to love me wholly.
If you want to be happy You must not be so fuzzy and have a smiley Your spirit must be highly See your enemy like ugly and they may be rashly You must sacrifice for your lovely
No one told me that it would be this hard To not hold you To not smile To not have you To not feel you To not kiss you
Thoughts of you surround me, You're The beating of my heart. The love you give defines me, My life no longer in the dark. I am lost if you're away, You have me so completely,
You've taught me a way to look at the world with a clear point of view You've taught me how to cherish every lover I've come across You've taught every little thing that I know
I. The universe existed for more than billions of years. Planets came and left. Stars burst and lived.
The first thing you notice is the smile. It melts your heart away.He will try to hide it when he realizes that you've noticed.if he does this, just tease him. Tell him not to smile. I promise he will be smiling in three seconds max.
Dear My First Love, Second guessing my hope in us Comes from the misguiding thoughts of others Talk of wanting better for me Goes through one ear and out of the other But I know what is best for me
I have dreamed of it, A warm, tender embrace with a lover I cannot see. Sweet whispers flow from his mouth like honey, filling my soul with joy beyond measure.
My Dearest Lover, I don’t believe in using metaphors to define people. Metaphors are romanticized. If someone is defined by the metaphor in which I put them in, people no longer see the person,
Bring me Heaven, bring me HellYour love has gotten me trapped in a spellI am indeed the angel who fellThe Devil in my veins, the blood marks on my nailsIf I try to catch you, I’ll always fail.
Dear Long Lost Friend,
Sleep I say as her eyes grow heavy as I brush my fingers lightly against her face I lul her to sleep telling her how I adore her whispering sweet nothings in her ear which results in her snuggling closer to me
Because I love you, Lets build, Because I love you, I want to be able to share a cup of coffee with you, Because I love you, lets be adventurous Because I love you we should have boundaries,
Wow, he walks in the door, My heart flutters as he give me our daily kiss, He smells like safety and security, His smell is one of the things I love most about him, He has no idea how much I love him,
Dear Ex, I’m not plastic. I’m real, but you didn’t want that. You wanted something recycle and used over and over again. You never wanted lovin, you wanted 5 minutes of a “good time”.
It is two in the morning when I feel your warm hands begin to massage my feet. Two of us slumped over each other, tired-eyed, forgetting other life subsists
Love means Pure and simple Fne mist after a light rain Vibrant sunsets on the horizon Tender kisses in the moonlight Endless desire Love looks Effervescent, hidden solace
I know we spoke about it once and twice With every sincere conversation we had Not knowing what the future holds for you, I or us, but I am helplessly pondering About our situation and relationship status
"I love you" we message each other non-stop. Non-stop. Non-stop! I see him 4 days out of the week, and over time the days seem to stretch further away. It pulls and tugs at my heart in the best way possible.
Our eyes met while the night was young, as the champagne bubbles danced across my tongue. Who knew this evening would decide our fate? This is the moment in which I find my soulmate.
(Written June 28, 2017) Eight months ago today, I met you.
I'm not your Prince Charming I'm not your Romeo I'm not the one you call darling but don't cry infinite sorrows Let me show you how to love and to laugh and cry Let me help you get back up
Purest of forms naked and exposed to your criticism expecting daggers receiving butterflies.
Heavenly father as I wake to this new day you have made; I thank You and your Son for the price that was paid. I know at times it may feel like I've hidden through my dismay,
She warms my heart from the cold bitterness that would plague it. she has awakened me from the nightmares of my life and brings light into it may she bring more sunshine
I felt your eyes looking at me, my body. I could almost hear your thoughts. That was the first time I felt unloved by you. I could see your empty eyes looking lustfully instead of lovingly. Only looking at my body and not deep into my soul.
Never have I ever been so happy Warning: this poem may be really sappy Goodness, I love you The way you sometimes look at me Like I am all you can see When you smile and your eyes twinkle
I found the one for me. Or so I thought. I found the devil. Found it in him. Found it in the one who said he'd be there for me. For now my vision of love is nothing but psychosis.
Her hair; long and shiny black. Her eyes; an endless sea of serenity Her lips; a combination of pale and rosy red. Her hands;
Sweet bird, write music. Listen to your heart. Listen to the mellow beats of music. Listen to every note as the pianist plays. Listen to the rhythm of guitar strings
This shouldn't hurt but we had to lose December at some point. Your jagged hips worry your mother, worry me, worry me about your mother and she knows that when you sway
“The Color ‘Blue’” written for those of us who love something that doesn’t love back. Blue sparkles under the sun and glares up into the clear sky.
He touched my hand and it felt like fire- Burning, hot, sweet desire, He meant the world. He meant the world when he said he
Let me try to explain, this is not what I mean:
I found his wicked smile so alluring Black and blue dreaming Victim of pure deceit But your love's pristine Divine empowering I missed you Your touch and embrace
odd, quirky... naive some may think, but to me you're wonderful
I suppose I just knew, You never told me what to do There were no "directions" For the heat of my affections, My heart just beat While your lips tasted sweet On my own.
Once I was a loverI used to love,I fell in Love. I sang with the song of bird flying on the blue sky with tremendous freedom that has never been felt before.
Don't you know how much IEver did love you? Don't you everUnderstand my feelings? You were the sole reasonOf me stoppingWriting songs of love
We are all born We all live and We all die And get judged By our deeds And so Why can’t We live life unique? By dreaming different And playing with life
You bring me together Then pull me apart Make me fly with broken wings Then curse my heart. I wish I could express I wish I could say Just how much I love you
This person is not like the rest
The perfect lover is the wind. A warm breeze to brush away the cold. A cool breeze to calm the raging heart. A strong wind to push you back when you’ve gone too far
In my sleep I feel a cold draft that much reminds me of the words you ended a world with A world full of many Many beliefs, loves, words, and growth Growth between two minds in limbo
Make me a fantasy out of all of the stars, just how deep do they pierce the skin?
The belief of who you were is as irrelevant as crayons to dog food,
When I say “I love you”, I mean it I know it’s right
She called upon me to aid her, to stop the crying. Her crying is a marathon runner who can never reach the finish line. I’m no savior, but I’m the only one left to care.
My skin burns where your hands once were like acid on light flesh. I've taken four showers today to try to wash away the pain but your handprint stays on my porcelain skin.
Prisoner of Words Unsaid For so long For so long I've been a prisoner A life sentenced prisoner for a crime they committed for me Like Alicia Keys "I'm a prisoner of words unsaid
I love you more than words can say.
Thinking again, I should've left. Saw your crooked smile, pondering eyes. You left me in the dust, you didn't care at all.
Mornings like no other
The sun sets both high and low Someone lets Their lover go The waters deep And the birds high It's a small leap Maybe he'll fly Darkness surrounds him
My lover has no name, his story has no end. If only I knew how to think, then I'd know where to begin. He's so incomplete the missing piece from a puzzle that's been discarded.
my soul is an attic; there are dust particles floating and settling all around. my memories lie, scattered upon decrepit, creaky shelves and doubtful, broken staircases.
Do not show jealousy in the light of a mischievous mirror For that same mirror will glare back at you in madness.
As a child I wanted to become a princes A nurse
I love you because of how you make me feelWith you I feel as though everything is possibleAround you my heart has a tuneIt doesn't just beat but it composes to your musicYour voice is wonderful and peaceful
I miss you, because without you, my life feels like, a punch in the gut, a curse word yelled in the middle of a public prayer, falling, falling hard,
He buys you things, so you let him beat you down, (My mom) yell at you (my friend) and call you a bitch, hoe, tramp and everything else indecent under the sky (my other friend)
Sometimes when trying to protect Someone else from getting hurt Something’s got to give, usually your heart For the best you toughen up
Lover lover can you see me standing here? Waiting so patiently to be heard. I'll give up my last hopes if you'll just turn around. please my dear lover just turn around. faker faker can you hear me now?
Cold breeze bugging me, But the warmth from your skin Is tugging at my broken heart from never being held But you held me, oh, you held me Little asks of where should we And heat upon my cheeks
My heart is split into two Between I can continue and the other I would be shunned Cast out, A pariah. I don't have the callus for such ignorant human beings.
I'm spinning. Is this a drug? 'Cause I'm addicted, Can never get enough. Just one hit, Yet, I'm craving more. I'm either flying or falling, Don't let me hit the floor.
Wait Blue Beloved, I want to tell you, let’s snuggle forever, and stay with me in bed sweetheartTimes will seem too hard to bear and I will feel like life is giving up on me
Word Jamming. Those were the first two words that popped into my head. Hmph.
The Rose is gone, what happen to the Rose which come in every season your petal. Was always crutch together. What happen that I come outside and didn't see your eye's.you was lays there my lane of flame that spark my everyday.
Giver of life, lover of life, this goes to you, to the you who cares for us, who loves us. Giver of life, lover of life, this is for you, you who endures all the pain for months and labors for hours.
Though I know you not, I’m compelled to write Of your beauty, and nature so tender Your smile radiates, And shine like moonlight.
Hey, You. Yes, You. Why are You just standing there? Green eyes, Black boots, And that messy brown hair. Looking at me without a care. Soft lips, Colorful belt, Hands on hips. Revengful smirk.
When I try to describe you, words just aren’t enough I can’t think of what to say All I can think of is you My lover has the eyes of the sea Always changing Emerald green to thoughtful blue to stormy grey
My love... Your eyes strum compositions too complex to ever interpret with harmonious strings... rainbow violins, played by cosmic kings You... are a musical piece too delicious to swallow Guitars made out of chocolate...
Wait Blue Beloved, I want to tell you, let’s snuggle forever, and stay with me in bed sweetheart Times will seem too hard to bear and I will feel like life is giving up on me
"...Hearts are best fixed and re-run than left broken, hurting, and struggling to function And though it may be as fragile as glass Or if you are never completely healed from the last Always keep your heart open