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Husband Missing Poems | Missing Poems About Husband

These Husband Missing poems are examples of Missing poems about Husband. These are the best examples of Husband Missing poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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Details | Free verse |

Last Kiss

Open your eyes to the ever turning skies 
I want to here with me through the night 
My heart yearns into your soul 
Burning as if newly lit coal 
I bravely submerg the embers 
That the time I have can be spent with you 
And I remember each kiss every moment 
I was caught in your love that for just this day I remember 
So what happened was a chance for your love 
A time that I kept in a locket tied with a kiss 
 I wanted you to feel, to love, to slumber 
And to awake in my arms with that times kept bliss 
I lay silient in an umber


Details | Diamante |

Thirsty Feeling about Nature and love

A small poem “Thirsty Feeling about Nature and love” wrote by Mrs. Madhavi. Suyog. Pagare

 “Thirsty Feeling about Nature and love” 

Seating nearby valley side,
Astonished by seeing a nature's serene beauty. 
Amidst Grassy hills,
zigzagically mounted on the stupefying homeland.
Pristine Water, Sliding from the highest peak,
Flowing in its own way,
Wondering about its challenging destiny.
Love the way you are.
I owe you for myself!!

Wind's whispered, Cheering in its ain way.
Chanting of music beats,
Recited with a soothing intonation.
Birds speaking eloquently..
Dazzling due to marvellous rainbow..
Love the way you are,
I owe you for myself!!

Amazing and enamoured environment aroused my emotions,
Feeling Shy to express.
Missing my dream person,my Mr.Adam.
Versatile persona where are you?
Come here and hug me.
Fuel me up with spirit.
Gift me a smile.
Until forever fades away, Endure me.
Love the way you are..
I owe you for myself!!

Finished dropping stones in water.
Gladly waiting for your arrival.
Testing patience is all enough now.
Wanted to feel the gist of love.
Desire to fulfil wish with pure heart and soul.
Auspicious moments provoking to capture 
Love the way you are, 
I owe you for myself





by Madhavi. Suyog. Pagare.


Details | Couplet |

Ohhhh Rain : Shower again

A small romantic rain poem dedicated to hubby..wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare

  "Ohhhh Rain....Shower again!!!!! "  

"Showering in the rain..
 Draining the pain..
 Enflueraging the essence of arenicolous sand..
 Feeling blessed porting on this beautiful greenary land..
 Trees were roaming under fiercing winds..
 Thanks nature for benevolently so kind..
 Sip of sizzling coffee With Caramalized sugar..
 Cheers hubby to accompany me my gelling agar "  
 
 Wanna capture dis Driplets of aromatic water near by lake..
 So that i can make icy snowflake..

 that's amazing.."but ohhhh god,  I wish my honey is here.."



Wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare  


Details | Rhyme |

FOREVERMORE

When I hear your name
My heart beats faster than usual
It's not that I am ashame
But It's just your name is too special..

Can't control the feelings
When I am with you
Can't stop smiling
When you hold me like you do

When you hug me then
I feel like I'm in heaven
You are a blessing from above
And you are the reason why I loved

I'll promise to love you FOREVERMORE..
And I will cherish you until the end of my borrowed life
And I will keep our precious memories as long as
we see each other in our next life..


Details | Light Poetry |

Missing You

Missing you is like feelings of thee morning dew. The very first time I glanced at you, something like a widow a woman that husband has died. Wishing we had just a little more time. Wishful thinking believing everything you ever said was true shows how bad I want to be with you. Reminiscing over here dwelling on the past, indicating a desire of admiration I grasp. Adoration and appreciation is what I feel for you, longing suffering missing and enduring the lost just to speak to you. From morning till midnight, sunset to sunrise moving into the afternoon time I’m missing you. Arousing emotional response in motion missing you is my religion. My system of belief, therefor you’re an apostle sent by Christ making me a flock of one in your missionary. Leaving me with anxiety and tension I stay missing. Impatient for your fulfillment, missing you is an addiction and psychological dependence. Needing to see you even for a minute, in a recession I remain unchanged retain missing you.


Details | Romanticism |

The Widower

What is there too say now?
What is there to do this evening?
Nothing for I am without you,
I remember you, when my eyes first looked upon your brow and beautious eyes,
Your luxurious features and a heart of gold and platnium,
I am lost in a garden of cluelessness, and lost and forgotten.

My heart aches and shivers in the lone days of the mid December evenings,
You are gone and lost without a single trace,
But soon I had lost you for good and could never find you again,
I buried you in the gardens of the dead,
and the tears from my broken heart showered your grave.

Oh now I wish you were here,
To listen to my heart,
For it is out of tune and the orchestra is playing a slow melody,
and the chimes ring me to the dinner table,
To eat alone the lonely supper for the mourning of my woman.

So I eat alone tonight,
The house is quiet and empty,
The butlers and maids have gone home,
Nothing but lone, empty halls,
Once filled with love and music,
keep me company.

The slow music plays in my study,
I sit in my red chair,
I cry and cry again,
I read a book of poetry and think of you,
Not a life worth living without you.


Details | I do not know? |

Going Fast

Caught with glances past
Holding memories going fast
Faces lost pasts caught
I am sorry but I have no memory 
Of any times with you

As good as you look
Your only a odd felt hook
And what we had is now only you
As I open a new book
You would be some thing new

Yes I remember
But theres nothing that I feel
Here to remind me, nothing now here to do
I have nothing but pains for the memory
Your not even a fact or a smell
So untill you are actually bold
I will count you as cold
Some where in a dream I can't hold


Details | Rhyme |

Tragic Love

I’ve never felt like this before,
I’ve never loved a man.
I’ve never felt completely safe
Just by holding someone’s hand.

I can’t believe we lasted so long,
What do you have there?
I can’t believe you’re on your knee
So this is how much you care.

I love you so my dear,
Enough to say yes.
I love you to the ends of the earth.
So much, I’ll even wear this dress.

Why are we fighting like this?
Won't you please sleep next to me?
Why don’t you come home on time?
I’m too scared to face reality.

How did this happen?
I can’t believe I was so stupid.
How could I not have seen?
I though it had been the work of Cupid.

Now my heart is shattered.
While your heart is just fine.
Now I'm all alone again,
Knowing you were never mine.

I’ll never fall in love again.
You’ve destroyed me.
I’ll never trust another man.
Seeing as you’re left with ALL our money.

I must thank you though.
You’ve taught me a lesson I hold quite dear.
Never fall in love.
And never believe the words that you hear.


Details | Prose |

The house of the dead

At the doorstep the little girl sits
Misled by a false hope
Daddy will come soon
And gather into his arms his sweet dove
What will he bring for her today?
A flower? A bar of chocolate?

The young wife grows silent as the night
Grief pouring out of her eyes
Her youth, her dreams lost 
Just like that, in a flash
Wishing she could be like the little girl
Too young to understand death and demise

Shuzbee wonders why his master aint home yet
His wagging tail drops down
His ears alert to pick up the silliest sound
Its time to play fetch
Shouldn’t master be walking up the path right now?
Flattening the grass?

A silence hangs over the house
Death eminent from a mile away
The air is heavy
Deprived of breath
A step into the house of the deceased
And you feel the chill of the dead


Details | Lyric |

No More

No more kissing you insanely
Feeling passion blush across my body
The warmth of your hands to guide me
No more feeling your heart beat next to mine
The sweat of our bodies meeting, cling
Cling onto one another lost becoming one
No more, rhythmic lovemaking in our own time.
Lost in our own obtuse formation of tangling 
limbs
Struggling to please each others' fixation
Delighted and thrilled 
No more to you the man I love
No more love 


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