Love Poems

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I would never want to hear the word love in my life again. But what I didn't see was the love I had from other people and made me realize I wasn't unlovable. This cruel choice of unrequited love poems talks about a lying lover who never returned love in its truest form.

It's kind of an apology, so I guess it could be considered a sorry love poem. I'm tired of crying my eyes out. I called him begging him to stay but he kept hanging up.

Showing sad poems for tag

Loss has left her spirit lonesome, darkness a definition of insanity. In the silence of the night, vexatious voices vibrate inside her somber state of mind. Restless, she sits at her proverbial piano, as a plethora of pain bleeds through her fingers onto ebony and ivory keys. Rain drops drip from her eyes, unable to contain the sorrows in her heart. In perfect harmony with her faithful piano, her heartache performs the perfect poetic personification, echoing a serenade of melancholic melodies. Her whole body is numb, but the music mesmerises her mind, as memories of her prophetic protagonist persist. It seems like you don't care, tell me how is that fair? You'll say it's you and not me, because you're too blind to see, only your love can set me free, but you say it's not meant to be. It seems like you don't care, tell me how is that fair? Oh my love, is this goodbye? Your silence makes my heart cry. Within the deepness of each sigh, I will always question why. If the tears will fall, let them be; I believe this is God's plan, follow your dreams. Maybe a thousand years from now On a far away shore Would exist a lady of mystical lore Reciting sonnets of medieval tales In magic forests, dreaming of love As I love Who could feel a bond so delicate as a doves feathers A pain so strong, like a tiger wronged That to part would mean emotional low tides to come That she could feel the loneliness of night The scent of the morning dew The feeling of rain upon ones breast The smell of the rose The view of the meadows The Laughter as the children danced The plea of one whose heart bleeds The desires to capture love and yet remain free Her eyes would show her ageless beauty Her smile would hide her thoughts Wrapped deep Inside of old love letters She would sigh As I recited old prose We would hand in hand repose Knowing growing old is how it goes Alas she is but an image in my mind A thousand years till birth Or even more A fantasy, that lets me die in peace That someone could love as I loved thee You were my past, and my eternity Lovers who never took flight Broken wings, and broken borders Boundaries never crossed Kisses though we never lost On every wind swept shore I wander with the birds scouting overhead As wave upon wave of desolation slaps my head A woman is over there by the sea She but a stranger in the mist So not at all is she thee A thousand years from now On wind swept shore Will she be forlorn? The National Domestic Violence Hot Line 1-800-799-7233 by Categories: beauty, emotions, feelings, heart, love, pain, paradise, A teardrop falls deeply—slicing and aching hurt twisting knots around the deepest fingers love you from my heart warmest emotions so in each kiss of your beauty I feel all of you worth the suffering and pain that happens gaining rewards in the end—undiminished love happiness such a precious gift for us forever the teardrop falls now freely in your honor it spills warmly and gently in your name love as grace is my honor to bear this noble sacrifice with joy and I find you now my sweetest sunshine with happiness being my one-way ticket to paradise Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid — A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved June 9, 2015 Verse by Categories: beautiful, break up, heartbroken, i love you, pain, Shes The prettiest picture…In The Ugliest Frame We Turned A Beautiful Love Into A Beautiful Pain And There Was Never Another. Forever, until I die! To rid myself of all the Pain, And the Sorrows of what I feel To ease my Mind, my worried Brain Lord! By Raina Hutchins by Categories: introspection, life, recovery from... The smeared mascara from the tears she's cried. Pain he's caused, scarring her inside. Silent Prayers are whispered into the night. You're under one helluva spell when you don't tell. You're not well when you accept being put through hell. It's been awhile since you've focused rself. Staying with that man is simply bad for your health. Because of him there is so much life you've missed. How could you love a man that mistakes a kiss for a fist? He's not stable; definitely not mentally okay. You're under one helluva spell when you don't tell. You're not well when you accept being put through hell. Free yourself from those emotional chains. No more scrubing shirts from blood stains. Your world will be a happier, warmer place. No more heavy makeup covering your pretty face. So be strong now and walk away. Heal my heart, stop my nights of great sorrows offer thy hand, promise of tomorrows. Thinking back to love-nights we never slept agony, I fell and viciously wept. O' my love, allow me one more soft kiss grant mercy, giveth this saddest soul bliss. Remember vows, we swore to never break in this dear Hope my life, I gladly stake. My daily prayer, sends pleas for thy hand Save me, that I may rise again to stand. Where it that good-morrow brought thee again save my broken soul from love-lust in sin! A youth that raced to drown sorrows, only to find more and deeper misery in the drowning. Where love shone bright but now has left only tattered webs of pain and sorrow for me. Lost and left behind to wander aimlessly, to feel the viperous sting of what once was, now no more. To know of love's beauty and tenderness and passion between two hearts and all scars that it bore. Like a ghost forever to wander these empty halls whaling for love's lost memories day and night. Forgotten, forsaken this ghost with a broken heart, invisible, just an empty memory in plain sight. Do you remember what's today? But still I crave my wife! I'll be back, but now I must go! I say I follow Christ, But I'm still consumed by my demons. I go to church on Sunday, But I refuse to invite someone back. I want to serve on mission, But I'm too afraid to act. They think I read The Bible, But I just fall asleep in it. They think I'm positivity and smiles, But underneath I'm death and addictions. They think I'm clean and pure, But I'm broken and mistaken. I say I'm not worthy of His love, But Jesus will never let me be forsaken. I pray long prayers, But inside they're empty repetition. It might look as if my faith is strong, But my core is too easily shaken. I say the things I'm supposed to say, But don't follow His actions or obey. I speak the truth the church wants to hear, But deep inside on matters I don't know what to believe. I walk in shame as if I'm not good enough To be loved by God and saved through Christ, But there is nothing I could ever do to earn His peace; It's a free gift. I accept; Now forgiven, changed, and released. Thank You God, Thank You Jesus, Thank You Holy Spirit! In Jesus' Holy Name, We pray, Amen! If I keep my heart sealed What if I let down my shield? If I still love you, would you still love me? If I fall when old, would you lift me up? If I sleep, would you sleep by me? If I run away, would you follow me? But If I stay, would you stay with me? If I see you, would you recognize me? I know you would Not. That is why, I wish I would whisper And not hear myself I wish I could cry not feel my tears nor feel my fears. Tonight, my final Farewell. She is the painter of her ocean view and every fatal wave She is the shadow of her Father; She is the darkness in your sight. She is the night without the stars surrounding pale moonlight. She is the music with no words; She is sweet love without the reason. She is your dreamer with submission cold by warmth with every season. She is your pet with cold intentions; She is your baby scared and shaken. She is the bold and pure- the lost and found, She is a soul awakened. The blood of precious children was shed this very day And grieving families wonder when this pain will go away. You may be called to travel a higher road than we But you cannot travel faster than our prayers that follow thee. We know that we can never bear the grief that you go through Just remember we are here — Our hearts are broken too. However tonight, you won't be by her side to lose yourself again in the pools of her eyes neither will you open any door to her mind as she valiantly saves what remains of her pride. You will never know how many times she has read your words she longed to hear, yet remained unsaid 'til they came too late, for she, too weary with the wait has now laid your love on the seaside catacomb's bed. Kashmir is the divine smile It gifted me a peace beyond all of my sense. Kashmir is the sorrow It showed me a combined pain of poverty, corruption and terrorism. Kashmir is the beautiful helpless unmarried woman. Whose neighbors are trying to capture her body not sweet heart. Kashmir is the paradise on earth without dream... Is It Worth It?

The Silent Lover By Sir Walter Raleigh WRONG not, sweet empress of my heart, The merit of true passion, With thinking that he feels no smart, That sues for no compassion. To me that made me think he was less of a man. You're under one responsible spell when you don't tell. Now I also know you need closure, so try and talk to her. Says it's none my business what he does I'm not his mom. Written by Me a ray of light of the golden red sun breaks the cold and glad night I repeat the unspoken words that were not meant to be drowning myself in infinite sadness and melancholy the words, written on a pain love poems that you will be mine and intense will be Love that rises above as a ray of light breaks the bitter night Written by Tout You just walk in my life and it hurts so bad I don't know if it's wrong or right but it makes me feel so sad. It is the fear of pain love poems finding a soul mate that makes us wonder how we will get through our old age. I go to fub on Sunday, But I refuse to invite someone back.