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Of Ink

   Partial Paper
 -A poet in heat-

Ink carries its own tale,
When moonshine intoxicates your pen
Bottles of ink fill your mind
Composing symphonies on every line
Drops of passion all over the mask you wear
Nothing compares to black stains and broken nails

This part of you 
"A CAN'T BE REMOVED" tattoo
The tough skin you'll ever live in
Fountain pens of split identities
Who Are You?
Sinking  words like no other
Poisoned ink piercing every rhyme
Inferior poet, making the heart pure
Anger plus anger "GIVE ME MORE!"

You have a desire to paint all day,
Breathing and beating in every way
Toxic lines, from which ink flows
Inhaling images from the world
Deep and cold sorrowed emotions 
True love is always easy to poetize
Dear Poet:  "Ink Never Lies."

Pretty pink acrostic ink when she's nearby
Sugar and salt, Epic taste of reality
Ballads sung under the full moon
Sunny Sonnets, on any rainy day
Ode's of rivers from your past
A dark smile jotting down memory lane
Monologue tears brought under pressure
Loading cartridges of fresh Senryu and Haiku"
Dramatic red runs through your veins when all is done
Unfolding old and new propagandas
POET: You are my favorite verse in every stanza
((Only this, and nothing more))
Writing is like giving birth

by;)

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Sheol

Dark Knight-tress 

Underneath 
This gown I feel nothing
Silk less feelings
The odor of intimate apparel lessens 
Vanity fare from any sun
Warrior of beauty
Where have you gone?
A fortress of gloom
Not even death wants in
Black nail tips
Brownish plum lips

I close my eyes 
I see them all
The Shadows
Climbing over my soul
The darken deepens 
The stars dim my view
Irremovable makeup
Land becomes an enemy
I become
The Dark Knight-tress
Scolding my next victim

~S~

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As Comfortable As Possible

Closure eludes my clasp 
Love wilts, somehow lasts
The destination beyond my grasp

The dream decays day by day 
Your light, which never fades
Simply stopped shinning my way 

Castrating chains of second chair
Faithfull, I wither for you there 
Sucking stale stagnant air

Barely beating beneath my breast
My heart, now a hospice 
Gently lays it all to rest

Lightly felt faintly heard
Pumping, pain-numbing words
Its over…its over…   its over 

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Your Look of Precious Love

Whilst I gaze so warmly in your eyes my dearest, 
I see deeply your pure angelic soul of love 
Reflecting like a radiant flight of a dove, 
Charting its flight on so high emotions purest!	
Our spirits ascend high in the sky so clearest
To the very boundaries of Heaven my love,
Where the power of brightness is God’s best above. 
Your look of precious love is always mine dearest!

When we kiss so passionately our lips so melt,
As we caress warmly emotions are so felt!
Why we do this darling defines our love so dear,  
As counts the worth of angels’ blessings to be here!
How we love each other so matters on God’s Earth,
Your look of so precious love exceeds all gold’s worth! 

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, December 05, 2014 
(Petrarchan Sonnet poetic format in Iambic Hexameter)

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AM I

AM  I ?

Am I Just Standing Here, or Am I Just Dead?
Am I So Full Of Fear, I Lost Myself Instead?

Am I A Nobody, that you can't defend me?
OR
Am I Just Invisible, and you really don't pretend.

Am I Blind, Or I Just Don't Wish To See?
The Love I Cannot Find Is Right In Front Of Me!

Am I Hearing the Truth,
Or Have I Just Been Deceived?
Who Can I Trust?
Who Can I Believe?

Am I So Mad I Just Can't Understand,
Or Am I So Sad I Need A Shoulder And A friend?

Is It Just Me, 
Or Am I All Alone?

***

I wrote this poem 22 years ago
I was pregnant, scared and alone:-( 

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My Heart Skips a Beat My Love

My heart skips a beat my love each and every time 
I’m with you my dearest sweet and lovely Darling
Since the passions and feelings you stir in me
Touch the very depth of my inner being and soul
And render themselves not to mere words only
Suitable for depiction, exhibition, understanding
Rather to the image and strength of your beauty
And your rapturous desire and feeling as they
Defy rational attempts at any simple description
For you are the most radiant beyond all compare
	
My heart skips a beat my love when we lie together
Locked in a most enchanting embrace and kissing
So deeply, palpably that we run out of breath and pant
Anxiously at what comes next in our mutual longing
And crescendo as our passions explode and express
Themselves in a most hungry trail of urges and desires
Which makes finding love for us all the more magical
Pairing us together like a couple of star-struck kids 
Lost impossibly in moments of hope and imagination 
In a timeless world of love, desire, emotion, and oneness

My heart skips a beat my love when we walk so closely
Hand-in-hand talking, laughing, and living our dreams
Confronting the world and taking on whatever comes
Next as we steer our ship of destiny on a true course
Where our like-thoughts and deep love for each other
Mean something quite special that only Dreamers and 
Poets can imagine and set to melody and harmony in perfect 
Verses of sheer passion and delight painted onto a canvas  
Of unending happiness where Heaven and Earth are one
My heart skips a beat my love when we’re forever one

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
(November 5, 2014) (Free Verse)

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Best Man

It has been 9 months since your sudden disappearance.

That Hallowed night when your 5’11” nerd aura
Handed me my early birthday gift
A cold shoulder wrapped in a velvet bow
Made in Sri Lanka, sold exclusively at the Dollar Store

That was your appraised value.

But, today, revival’s whisper enters my gently waxed earlobes.

Candy coated revelations
For my allergic blood

“I said yes!”, as she flashed Cracker Jack ring
Filled with Monopoly dollar signs and “Go directly to Jail” Chance cards

I almost applauded, my hands sarcastically never connected
While my eyeballs rolled in epileptic banter

We scream in misguided nerd joy 
As if we witnessed Monty Python & Darth Vader having a make-out session

Sudden urges to watch movies about Traveling Pants & Sisterhood
And PSing my I Love You
While we eat Dark Chocolate Klondike bars and Chipwich Ice Cream Cookies
My ovaries were bursting with INSANITY’S JOY!

But, WAIT, I quickly realized I didn’t have such parts!

It was then, reality crashed
As if Spider Man ran out of web during mid-air leap

My essence now halts at crossroads’ throat.

To my left, “celebration”
To my right, “other”

I chose to be a human this night.

Current time- 9:15pm
Current location- Reception Hall

A 5 course meal,
Including dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets
Smiley face French fries
And 3 glasses of Tang
Surrounded my space on the dinner table

Heavenly echoes of forks & glass,
Ringing in ignorant unison,
Give birth to Tinnitus in my drums

In their 9 months of togetherness,
They kiss with forcible ease,
Frogs refusing to show their true form

It is then, ignoring listless stares from guests,
I stood up holding my half-empty Tang glass
Which MIGHT have contained a smidge of Grey Goose

At the TOP of my LUNGS,
I whispered.

“Friend, I should be so proud of you. I would. I could. You never responded to my open-hearted palm. You left my vulnerabilities dangling at half-mast, as if I lost our final game of Hang Man. But, TONIGHT, it is I & this delicious Dinosaur nugget that will HAVE a final say! You are impeccably flawed, like I. But, I still wanted you to be a part of my tomorrows. Yet, you turned me into a muted yesterday. So, I will wish congratulations on your new slav…um, husband, Pouring this glass of yummy Tang onto this stapled dance floor in a straight line Each drop will be a symbol of how many tears he will shed, before that line is crossed.”
As silence slapped each other in its face Across candle flame blanketed, marble dance hall, With children pointing & laughing hysterically, “Security” enters the room As I hold hands with Cuban female rent-a-cop, her head warming my shoulder, “Thank you for these 9 months. For now, I have given birth to a new me. The Best Man that you will never hold again.” ©Drake J. Eszes

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An Ebony Night

Feeling smug about its certainty,
evening anticipates day’s demise.
And as scattered shades of grey gather,
blue finds sanctuary in your eyes.

As crimson flames melt a stained-glass sky,
Sol's scarlet orb reluctantly sinks.
And night absorbs the essence of light,
sketching silhouettes with blackened inks.

As vermilion tints the horizon,
fantasy seems to be everywhere.
And dusk ignites flickering fireflies,
flashing love signals while in the air.

Darkness descends like a shroud of smoke,
extinguishing last lingering light.
And in the fabric of time and space,
stars confetti an ebony night.

A liquid moon pools in a black sky,
gilding waters of a wishing well.
And silence mutes the beat of two hearts,
held captive within love’s magic spell.

Holding hands they embrace happiness,
letting both hearts and souls intertwine.
For when two fledgling hearts fall in love,
each moment is savored like fine wine.

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I, Woman

I, woman, love life, so I celebrate every little joy whether spent with my friends, family, or just myself! I follow the Golden Rule, for kindness guides me; also I’ve learned that smiling is the universal language! Written 4/13/2015 For the I, Icon Contest of : Sheri Fresonke Harper

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bloody wrists

I'm sitting on the floor
I'm crying so much more
trying to erase this pain
trying to forget your face
sitting here with the blade in my hand
running so slow blood dripping down
in a deep red color
flowing freely the way i want to feel

I'm sitting on the floor 
holding my hand out
I'm holding a bottle
a bottle filled with pills
I'm crying so hard
the pain is unbearable
I'm feeling so weak 

I'm sitting here on this floor 
holding a blade
crying like crazy
trying to take this pain away
I'm trying my best trying to fight
my eyelids feel heavy
my door is so far
the whispered yells to far
falling deep in to sleep

deep..deep..deep..deep
I'm laying on a bed
I'm so confused 
where am i?
my throat feels sore
my body screams in pain
I'm looking around
I'm in a small white room

i try to move,
my hands are stuck
i try to get up
i feel restraints 
what happened to me?

I'm laying on a bed
trying to get up
my head hurts
a nurse is here
a shot is administered 
i drift to sleep
I'm in the psych ward
why am i here?

I'm lying on a bed
laying so still 
my wrists hurts to no end
I'm crying out loud
screaming and cussing
my body hurts
i can't remember

all i remember are my bloody wrists
and a bottle of pills
all i remember is the pain i was in.....





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GOODBYE

She's had enough of my clever lines
Thinking back on all those times
When my dreams were just a story 
She... wonders if anything's real 
Does he just write or can he feel
And care for anything more than glory

Oh.. Time and time again
You bought in to what felt like lies
But girl, I was honest with you
I didn't even try to disguise
You needed more than lyrics
I understand you wanted a man
A true love and not a writer who
Would hold a pen but not your hand

So you said, Goodbye.. 
The saddest words I've ever read 
Cuts like a knife I'm running red
No yellow brick road for me to tread
And now it's so plain for me to see
You felt this is how it had to be..
The end

She.. Felt like another in the crowd
Echoes abounding seemed so loud
Couldn't see they were simply songs 
She.. Had enough and let me know
She wasn't up for my kind of show
There'd just been one too many wrongs

Oh.. Time and time again
You bought in to what felt like lies
But girl, I was honest with you
I didn't even try to disguise
You needed more than lyrics
I understand you wanted a man
A love true and not a writer who
Would hold a pen but not your hand

So it's, Goodbye.. 
The saddest words I've ever read 
Cuts like a knife I'm running red
No yellow brick road for me to tread
And now it's plain for me to see
You felt this is how it had to be..
The End

Goodbye,
This hurt inside me is very real
If you only knew how much I feel
You needed more than I could deal
And now it's plain for me to see
God, I wish it didn't have to be..
The End

Tonight, I don't see one star in the sky
Tears trickle down.. I begin to cry
I don't have to ask the reasons why
I sadly understand it's.. Goodbye

Oh, Goodbye.. 
The saddest words I've ever read 
Cuts like a knife I'm running red
No yellow brick road for me to tread
And now it's plain for me to see
You felt this is how it had to be..
The End

Goodbye,
This hurt inside me is very real
If you only knew how much I feel
You needed more than I could deal
And now it's plain for me to see
God, I wish it didn't have to be..
The End..
Goodbye
(Goodbye)
(Goodbye)

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- FEELINGS -


                                                                        ))
                                               ((     Depression
                                                        Afraid          ))
                                           Anxiety             Panic
                                   ((    Depression              Anxiety
                                                Tired            Panic  ))
                                                     ((   Afraid
                                                                      ))


                                            Words that we do not like
                                     Everyone has known these feelings
                                        They are not a sign of weakness
                         We struggle with feelings and will always  be so strong
                               Strong ..... do we always need to be so strong
                                Say it loud ....Today I have really a bad day
               The heart beat a little faster ..... You might have a little panic or anxiety
                        Depression comes like a creeping dark carpet - You are afraid
               You are not a weak human - you are a normal human being with feelings





04.05.2013
A-L  Andresen :)



(Second place in contest)

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A Well-Known Stranger

'Twas a sound I thought alarming, most assuredly disarming;
Up I rose from peaceful slumber to discern what it might be.
While my candle flickered, wavered; whilst my heartbeat halted, quavered,
At my window I was favoured by it sounding, dreadfully-
In the darkness loudly pounding- drawing nearer, dreadfully
As if calling out to me.

When the window I unshuttered, as my heart so wildly fluttered
Sounded forth the sound, and nearer, sounded forth so dismally:
And I heard the tempest sighing, through the trees and chimneys crying,
As if left alone and dying by some God-forsaken sea-
Quite forsaken, quite abandoned by the inky, lifeless sea,
Just as black as black can be.

There I stood a moment longer as the wailing winds grew stronger.
'Tis, I thought, but silly fancies dreamed imaginatively;
For there's nothing coming, leaving, and the night can be deceiving;
Yes, the wind was only breathing on the ancient maple tree,
Which was rapping on the shutters in the night, incessantly-
This was all that it could be.

Then a furious arctic guster gathered might and main and muster
And with hands so cold and clammy put my candle out while he
Wrapped his chilling hands around me, in his frozen grip he bound me;
I, his presence all around me groaned and grumbled in the dark;
As I groped and griped and stumbled, groaned and grumbled in the dark-
While he laughed so wickedly.

To the window, pitter-patter, I rehasped it with a clatter
Then relit and watched my candle as it flamed assuredly,
While it lit the old surroundings; but then how my heart was pounding!
As I gazed at the astounding standing on my posted bed,
Perched above the feathered pillows where I rest my weary head,
Perched there unashamedly.

"Ah," said I, "this nameless flutter sounding, pounding on the shutter
It was only this dear fellow trying so determinedly
To gain entrance to my dwelling, all to bring this piece of spelling,
And there really is no telling who has sent him here to me
'Till I read the little letter fastened on below his knee,
That he bears so cheerfully.

I undid the purple ribbon tied about the charming pigeon,
Quite forgetful of his presence as I read absorbedly.
I spent little time deciding who had sent this piece of writing,
For it bore me happy tidings in a hand I knew so well;
In a cheerful, laughing manner, so it was not hard to tell
That it was from my Melody.

"My favourite ribbon, I've untied it from my hair and wrapped inside it
All the words I wish to say, but am too far to tell to thee."
From this point and on hereafter I omit her words of laughter,
Words that make my heart beat faster; words that stop it suddenly:
Words that make me melancholy; words that make me shout with glee-
Words sent by my Melody.

When I'd traced each perfect letter, I was thinking clearer, better;
I set out some feed and water for my friend, repentantly.
"Pigeon," said I, "rest beside me; walls and roof shall safely hide thee
From the tempest roaring blindly o'er the inky, lifeless sea."
And I squinted through the shadows where he perched there silently;
Resting, sleeping peacefully.

Drawing near, I kissed him gently, thinking all the while intently
That the very place I kissed him once was cradled tenderly
By the hand I wish was holding onto mine, and deftly molding
Into mine, and mine enfolding, that of her who wrote to me;
That of her so far away across the inky, lifeless sea-
That of dearest Melody.

Entered In Kelly Deschler's Contest, "The Raven"

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Poetry was Her Best Lover- Adult Content

Poetry was her best lover
Like no other
He loved her
Without restraint
She could be herself
And explore
And discover
Secret pleasures and fantasies
Naked above the covers
He let her lie
Exposed
As he slowly caressed her imagination
Making her flow
With the sweet essence of her soul
In waves of delirium
Flying free
He let her be
Unfettered
Unashamed
Unworried of how to please
Or how to tease
Just simply to be
A woman in a prelude
To ecstacy

Poetry was her best lover
Her escape from reality
In clandestine intimacy
He ravished her mind
Again and again
For all he wanted
Was for her to come
To experience
To taste
Every pleasure
He had to offer
Her insatiable appetite
He fed
With firm truths
That burst forth with wisdom
He fed her desire
To reach supremacy
He never betrayed
Or delayed
In pleasing her
In giving her just what she wanted
In different ways and forms
His creativity endless

Poetry was her best lover
The only time in her day
When she had her way
And could be free
To be the woman she was mean to be
Sensual and sultry, sexy and savory 
Not having to hide
Behind the guise
The veil of culture
Or religion
Or misconstrued sexism
Or alibis
Being demure
And “sterile”
When she was fertile
Laden with passion


Poetry was her best lover
He adored her
For whom she was
And he gave and gave 
At times
Leading her in submission to his will
Taming her
Training her
To live in the confines
Of his rules
For perfection to be reached
She had to follow his lead
To the pinnacle of pleasure
Where all was in rhythmic union and rhyme
The sublime
Tasted and lived and then to descend
To warm after glow
Basking in the satisfaction
Of a fruitful union
For beauty has been conceived 
Waiting for delivery

Yes, Poetry was her best lover
And she
Came looking for him
Begging him 
To take her 
Again and again and again
To transport her to heaven from hell
Tasting eternity

Poetry was her best lover
And she
Had no need of another
To help her discover
Her own entity….
None other
But her best lover
Poetry....


Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Free

There’s something hidden in a soul that’s aching Giving strength to a heart that’s breaking Search for the reality Find your destiny Set your heart ~ Free ~ Tear apart every chain you see Be someone you're proud to be When you find it, there’s no mistaking There’s something hidden in a soul that’s aching
©2/12/2015 For Andrea's "Invented Form" contest

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The Scent Of Your Soul

The scent of your soul a caramelized breeze of fruit odours reverberating softly through my memory Throwing me right back into ninth grade where we sat side by side Your right arm reaching slightly for my back Your name resonates gently with my spirit as thoughts of you dwell in my mind Carrying me back to the shade of purple grape orchids in evergreen woods Our first kiss perched upon last autumn's twig still lingers in early morn's bone-china cup wafting its pungent aroma of dark roast coffee beans and so the smell of rubber tyres against the wind Such revoked moments of unknown danger and defiant fun Other moments,of beauty and snow angels Of freedom and moonlights,sunrise and life I can still recall the days,months,and years till our footprints marked separate paths Ah,those days,those last hours,How can I forget? Sweet as frosty vanilla and chocolate chips of an ice cream parlour Melting as spongy marshmallows and honey syrup Fresh as the colour of your soul, which haunts me like an alluring glance of almond-shaped eyes This afternoon , like other afternoons I walk to the library which knows the musky sweat of your palm upon my own That fragrance 's gone now.All that is left is the fading perfume of forgotten petals between old books and dust No one here except my silence,and a rotten sliced apple vacuum packed ,lacking its cinnamon and even its spice. Back home,the mildewed strings of a guitar await my fingertips to play once more upon the worn out chords of my heart What will I play,what will I sing ,a song which isn't ours ? Fermented wine I poured into my glass Yearning to taste its purple grape for what it was before all it was turned bitter,acidic and sour I wondered about where you might be ,distant or not as far Listening to my voice on once upon a record player Wishing on a star ?
Not for the contest But thanks for the inspiration Contest name-The Scent Of Your Soul

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The Last Love Letter To the West

         I can't recall 
       the day you left
  Empty words going west
                ***

~To: The West Coast~

My love, my sweet love -- my soulmate
I will cherish our time, with the sun
My love, my friend, my lover
Today we part, on this day June 3rd 15

My love, my sweet love -- my everything
On this day, I will take the long way home
On this day, I will look back and smile
To know it was not a dream

My love, my sweet love -- my true love
With this pen, I write this letter, 
My bed now knits a different sweater, 
Preparing my linens for darker weather
I want you to know, I'm writing this with a swollen heart
It was never you, it was I who grew apart
Patience kept you warm when I was cold
Every night, I cried, I tried to feed you my dreams
My hollow soul sat like a fool under a heavy cloud 
Holding back, the needing of proceeding who I was

My love -- please forgive me
I was inconsiderate of us
I would lay without opening the windows of trust
Your smiles I wiped away with my faults
However you stayed, you watched, 
You meant to kiss and stop the pouring rain 
You kept strong, holding my hand, 
When everything around my life persisted to perish
You soaked every time I stormed, 
I regret, when I refused to let you touched the women in me

My love -- it was never you
I was broken before our hearts met
Like a villain and a thief, 
You took my diamonds in hopes to see them shine again
Your demons found a way into the shadows of my life
Trying to complete what you could not see
You could not feel, still you believed in me
My dreams, you held me close, loving who I am

My love -- you are the sunrise the sunset
Your limbs kept me up when I would fall
I will miss the touch of light in every stare
Thank you for not looking my way, the day you left
I did not want you to see the mask I used to cover it all
Pretending, I was strong when I was weak
Knowing I had fallen in love with you
Forever yours, 

~From: South Texas--

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There Will Never Be A Sunset Without Me Thinking Of You

There are long years to come ,and I know I would never lick fresh sweetness from the sugar of your lips Nor will I taste the salty tears of last goodbyes But my beloved... there will never be a sunset without me thinking of you I'll think of you with perpetual affection As I stroll by the river,I seek your reflection I touch you,I'd feel you through fragments of memories Memories of better times Of flowers and breeze,Vineyards and fields I touch you in memories that will never leave I see you,I see you with the eyes of a child born blind beyond the perception of shade and light I see you in the same way He sees his world, and lives each dream With a crazy sensation of intense hues above the spectrum of unrecognized blues And I love you, but how do I love you I love you with all that I was and all that I'll be I love you with my silence and solitude With my spirit's exhale,and all that is me I love you with the depth of where my heart resides Between what is real,faith,and where illusion abides I love you not with my flesh and bone But with a bleeding emotion that lives in my infinite soul.

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Wet brain- fictional

Theres this knawing in my tummy
A burning in my ear
I feel your presence next to me
Yet you are hardly here

I'm not sure when it happened
but now it's crystal clear 
Though your body's in the room
Youre vacant. --Insincere 

I wonder- was it worth it? 
To throw it all away?
All the things you squandered
to keep the pain at bay

All the things you had to pawn
just to get you through your day
Traded growth for comfort
Traded gold for hay

And I don't think you'll ever realize
the person you used to be
Now on a quest with no direction
In drunken ecstasy 

These thoughts so sick and twisted
They make me want to flee
Spinning round in circles
A pirate lost at sea

I wish that you could see it
the way I clearly do
Suddenly I wonder
Who am I talking to?

Look around one last time
There's no one here. It's true. 
And that is when reality
finally does come through

I see it there in front of me
A reflection in a mirror
I know it now for certain
Death is creeping nearer

I poor myself another drink
I hold my poison dearer
Then anything I've ever held 
Reality becomes much clearer

I know I'll never break away
from this cage I built
It's destiny to end it here
There's nothing left but guilt

So I gently shut my eyes
And pray I'll quickly wilt
I look for one last sign of comfort
Grab tight to my quilt

The one my mother gave to me
on her final day on earth
She died too from the bottle
Pitiful, without self worth

I set a lonely fire with a lonely match
I watch it slowly flicker as I lay by the hearth
There was never once a chance for me
Doomed from the day of birth

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What If

In the corner café across from the sea he sits alone reading his book Thinking of love while drinking his tea and memories of chances he never took Her name resonates gently recalling moments, of cheek touched whispers yet hands unheld and lips unsealed What if? What if he turned back time Would she ever know, what lies woken in the dormitory of his mind What keeps lingering, in the alley of his heart Would she be struck by cupid's arrow tongue-tied and wanted Would her heart melt at the sound of his voice, the touch of his hand Would his feelings resonate deep within her soul What if? What if then was now Would she be the keeper, of his heart The object of his affection Would she dawn into his eyes like early sunbeams Or disperse into the night like the autumn mist Would she tread her dreams upon his footprints Would she share the truth which lies so still within Or would she be restored to a mirthless mouth and twisted smile, to somber moods and bleak commands. To griefing pain that killed her life Where would her chambered heart lead What if she would confess The last of his caress is all she needs to breathe

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A Poetic Caress

I write of things that are real,
yet can be hard to express.
And encourage hearts to feel,
with a poetic caress.

My pen interrogates pain,
to try and explain the hurt.		
And redefines what is sane,
by exposing all the dirt.
	
My poems describe feelings,
from first breath to death's embrace.
And shattering glass ceilings,
vindicate pride and disgrace.

My words reach out to a few,
going beyond expected norms.
And challenge their point of view,
through rhyme or established forms.

My compassion knows no bounds,
dissecting anguish and tears.
And my fragmented heart pounds
exhuming dead dreams and fears.

My soul pools in broken hearts,
as it leaks upon the page.
And anxiety departs,
from the heart of this old sage.

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Forgotten Soul

Forgotten Soul I turn my head, and there she is once more In her disheveled, worn and tattered dress, One pew behind me near the exit door She sits head bowed…an image of distress. Two weeks now on a Sunday she is there… The same pew in the church, the same old clothes. She shows forlornness that makes me aware Her life is sadly filled with countless woes. This time she lifts her head and looks at me, As tears swell in her eyes and down her cheek. My heart is broken by the hurt I see Within her wanting eyes so dark and meek. I gaze into her face and see her fears Yet, slightest twinkle in her sullen eyes… With tiny smile, she wipes her falling tears Away, but still I hear the painful cries That echo from her heart so silently Of weakened body, anguished mind and soul… I wonder what in life could possibly Have caused her to now suffer such a toll. And I surmise that homeless she must be, But still some faith has brought her to this spot Where healing strength from God might possibly Renew her spirit when her life cannot. The mass soon ends, and I arise and turn, So now in front of her I sadly stand… She grasps my hand and says, “God Bless, you earn His blessings for a heart that understands." © Sandra M. Haight 2014 All Rights Reserved ~1st Place~ Contest: Structured Forms – Iambic Verse Sketch a Fictitious Character Sponsor: Giorgio A.V. Judged 12/16/2014

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DREAMER'S SECRETS

Virgin piece of paper
You lay in front of me
Bare, a sleeping beauty
Mesmerized by what I see 

In that moment, captivated
Drawn into your light
I'll cover you with passion
Long into the night
You'll give this dreamer's secrets.. sight

I gently touch your canvas
Let lover's feelings flow
You give every indication 
That tonight you'll let it go

And I am filled with wonder
Of all that we could be
Amazed that you weren't taken
Lost in this serendipity
When this night is over
Oh forever, it'll be you and me

Penned flame, yeah all I got
Two now one, love's knot
Feel the stroke, inks heat
Making music, love's beat

And what we birth in secret
Tomorrow will be so clear
Spread across your sheet
Love's expression without fear

So remember every moment
How I mused over you
Together we created
A masterpiece to view
You've made this dreamer's secrets.. true

Penned flame, yeah all I got
Two now one, love's knot
Feel the stroke, inks heat
Making music, love's beat

Penned flame, yeah all I got
Two now one, love's knot
Feel the stroke, inks heat
Making music, love's beat

My Advise For Poetry Beginners: 
Let your Poet's Pen make love to the Paper without restraint!

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If These Eyes Could Lie

Locked up, shackled, tied down and chained 
Feeling empty, exhausted, used up and drained
Your heart unsettled with its flickering flame
Probing for answers in life's little game

I hear your cries echoing into the dark night
I could tell you everything will be alright
I feel your big lonely heart splitting apart
I could say I'll give your heart a fresh start

I hear your words begging to stop the blues
I could say I will be your knight and rescue you
I hear the tremble in your voice when you speak 
I could tell you I'd hug you and kiss your cheek

These eyes don't lie, I'll probably never be with you
My tears fall knowing there is nothing more I can do

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I LOVE YOU SO

You take my breath away,
Smile at me, don't know what to say..
There's no words to describe what I'm feeling.
When dreams come alive,
It feels like, time is standing still..
Everything becomes clear and has meaning.
In that moment, captivated by your beauty.
Speechless, that you long for me..

Girl, I love you so
Oh, how I love you
How you love me so

You take my breath away,
Smile at me, don't know what to say..
There's no words to describe what I'm feeling.
When dreams come alive,
It feels like, time is standing still..
Everything becomes clear and has meaning
In that moment, captivated by your beauty.
Speechless, that you long for me..

Girl, I love you so
Oh, how I love you
How you love me so

Completely taken by your amazing eyes,
I don't deserve such a wonderful prize..
Our love's in the clouds, oh yeah I'm floating.
Fate brought us together, unexpected bliss..
Been captivated since our very first kiss,
Intoxicated by you, your affections I'm drinking.
And in that moment, the world is a mine.
Every thought feels so sublime..

Girl, I love you so
Oh, how I love you
How you love me so

Yes, I love you so
Oh, how I love you
Oh, girl I love you
How you love me so

Girl, I love you so
Oh, how I love you
How you love me so
 
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