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SEETHING WITH JEALOUSY by onclaud, nette
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Yesterday Love Was Such An Easy Game To Play


Yesterday, I went home for lunch, I never go home for lunch. When I got to our apartment  I don't know why but I didn't reach for my key.  Francine was at work and I always leave last in the morning.  I was sure I had locked the door but I didn't reach for my key. I reached for the door knob and turned. The door was open.  I don't know how I knew. The moment I entered I knew.  I froze. I could feel it, smell it, hell I could taste it. I started walking but my muscles wouldn't move,  my lungs were grasping for air  for some oxygen  some sweet, sweet oxygen but I could barely breathe. “Leave!” I told myself but I kept walking. Not really walking,  it was like moving through mud,  like a slow motion scene in a movie.  But this wasn't a movie.  This was my life and I could feel it slipping away  from my grasp. I heard noises! Francine.  I had heard those noises a hundred times before,  they were the sounds of an Angel  but this was no heaven  this was my own private nightmare. The moans traveled through the muck in the air  amplified like the hiss from a distorted speaker.  It mocked me over and over again. Climbing a mountain might have been easier  but I finally reached the bedroom, and there they were, and there she was. I knew, I knew the moment I entered the apartment.  Why hadn't I just turned back?  I could barely see, my eyes were blurry,  covered in layers of my own tears. I could see her  I knew I had never seen him before. They were naked and in our bed.  Naked in OUR BED! How do you that? How do you cross the line to that extreme? You'd think the green eyed monster  would control my actions from here on in.  I did see green! I was insanely jealous but I didn't want to end up the morning headline in the newspaper. That monster jealousy was by my side but I took charge.  I'd have to keep him at bay, at least for now. You'd think I would be mad, I wasn't. You'd think I'd curse and call her whore. I didn't! Being cut open alive must be lest painful than this.   This hacked away at my spirit,  tore away at my self worth. I felt like a pile of worthless shreds. I spoke I mean my lips moved and words came out... I think.  I think I said,  I'm not sure it all happened so fast, she never spoke. I could see the shame on her face  she didn't need to speak,  but, but I think I said 'Sorry... I said Sorry and I left. I wandered for what seemed hours,  it was minutes.  It wasn't like I was meandering to a different drummer;  there just wasn't any music anymore. I was moving to the rhythm of the beating of my own heart.  Like a broken record it was skipping, like a broken record it played  in a loop of repetitive monotony. I suffered in my circled steps  until I couldn't stand it any more. I found just enough strength  to return to the apartment. I knew she was gone  I already felt the emptiness in my whole. We'd never see each other again. We had been so much. She was a big part of my life. She was the love of my life. I would never love anyone like that again. So much of her was me. I thought she was my soul mate. We let go of all of it. There is a feeling of betrayal. A feeling of disgust. A jealousy that takes over. I'd never look at her the same again. Everything she ever did from that day on would always make me suspicious. Jealousy would rule me. Jealousy should never rule anyone. If you can't trust the people in your life, friend or lover, you need to remove that person from your life. You have to remove that person out of your life. Trust, is the only gift we can offer. Friend, lover or stranger! People can trust me. My word is my bond. I let her go,  I really didn't have a choice I would never be the same again. She was gone. She had left a note. It said Sorry! Sorry! We both were. Maurice Yvonne 11~30~2014 Sponsor: Verlena S. Walker Contest Name: The Green-Eyed Monster 
 

Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014


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GREEN WITH ENVY

Envious Ivy was her name I’d buy something new – she’d put me to shame My designer coat in a shade of emerald green Ivy bought an identical one just to be mean She was the most terrible copycat See your purchase and say ‘oh I fancy one like that’ If I got a new car you could guarantee Ivy would get the same just to copy me She was like a shadow that just wouldn’t leave If I had a great idea then Ivy would thieve The copying went on for many many years I got so fed up with it I'd end up in tears Imitation is said to be a great form of flattery Ivy was so jealous she should have lived in a cattery I recently heard that Ivy had passed away Do I have plans to copy her … NO WAY! Contest:It’s Spring – Show Me Green – Francine Roberts 03~25~15

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015


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Rose and Rose Marie

‘Twas on a morn’ in early spring
When I met Rose Marie
In a garden
Where she sat - upon a bench
Beneath a willow tree

Where - with a glance
My heart was stabbed
With pangs of jealousy 
For it was  - very plain to see
She was - by far - more beautiful than me

She spoke -  with colored words - like rainbows
Spun with  threads of gold 
As she described the man she loved
With all her heart and soul

She told me - of his beauty
Raven hair and eyes of green 
And as she talked  - he appeared -  before me
As in a  -  living dream

She told me - how she met him
On the Shore of Evermore
There in the fields - above the cliffs
Amid the mist - an ocean roar

She told me how -  with their first kiss
He carried her away
As he poured his love - into her soul
There - so high above - that wind-swept bay
With Heaven  - but a breath away

Her words - like magic - in that moment
Cast a  spell on me
For I too now - had fallen - so deeply - in love
With Cannon Lee

I longed to feel his breath 
His lips upon my velvet skin
I longed to quench - the lustful thoughts
That now  burned  - so deep within

So - when Rose Marie - stood up to leave
And turned her back on me
I dug my thorns into her wrist
And  sealed - my evil deed

My jealousy - now turned to poison
Ran quickly through her veins
And as she tried - to pry me loose
I clawed her - once again

"Tainted blood" - is what they say
Stole his love away
And that is how - I came to be here
On these cliffs today.

So tenderly - he holds me now
And  finally kisses me
As his tears - fall on my open petals
And trickle  - down my leaves

Then - from his lips - there comes a cry
Of such despair - it cracks the sky
“ My darling - my love - my life 
Why did you have to die?”


And here so high - above these cliffs
These cliffs of ‘Evermore’
I hear her name - resounding -  above  the ocean roar
‘Rose Marie’ - ‘Rose Marie’
As he cast me  -  with a final kiss
Into the raging sea.

            ~~~

Author:  Elaine George
August 29th, 2009

Copyright © Elaine George | Year Posted 2009


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read this please

They hate you because your you
They make up lies and call it true
They're fake behind your back
Hoping someday that you'll crack.

They hate you because your real.
no matter what they say you always heal
They're surprised to see you rise,
That you're not affected by all these lies


They hate you because you smile at them
It shows them that your a real gem
You are always true and do your best :)
Sometimes these haters just cant test

They hate you for no reason
Despite it all, you smile
whatever the reason
At the end of the day
All i'm gonna say
All i plan to be 
IS ME


-Sanderline Fleury :)

Copyright © Sanderline Fleury | Year Posted 2013


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Rose and Rose Marie - A Re-post

‘Twas on a morn’ in early spring
When I met Rose Marie
In a garden
Where she sat - upon a bench
Beneath a willow tree

Where - with a glance
My heart was stabbed
With pangs of jealousy 
For it was  - very plain to see
She was - by far - more beautiful than me

She spoke -  with colored words - like rainbows
Spun with  threads of gold 
As she described the man she loved
With all her heart and soul

She told me - of his beauty
Raven hair and eyes of green 
And as she talked  - he appeared -  before me
As in a  -  living dream

She told me - how she met him
On the Shore of Evermore
There in the fields - above the cliffs
Amid the mist - an ocean roar

She told me how -  with their first kiss
He carried her away
As he poured his love - into her soul
There - so high above - that wind-swept bay
With Heaven  - but a breath away

Her words - like magic - in that moment
Cast a  spell on me
For I too now - had fallen - so deeply - in love
With Cannon Lee

I longed to feel his breath 
His lips upon my velvet skin
I longed to quench - the lustful thoughts
That now  burned  - so deep within

So - when Rose Marie - stood up to leave
And turned her back on me
I dug my thorns into her wrist
And  sealed - my evil deed

My jealousy - now turned to poison
Ran quickly through her veins
And as she tried - to pry me loose
I clawed her - once again

"Tainted blood" - is what they say
Stole his love away
And that is how - I came to be here
On these cliffs today.

So tenderly - he holds me now
And  finally kisses me
As his tears - fall on my open petals
And trickle  - down my leaves

Then - from his lips - there comes a cry
Of such despair - it cracks the sky
“ My darling - my love - my life 
Why did you have to die?”


And here so high - above these cliffs
These cliffs of ‘Evermore’
I hear her name - resounding -  above  the ocean roar
‘Rose Marie’ - ‘Rose Marie’
As he cast me  -  with a final kiss
Into the raging sea.

            ~~~
Author:  Elaine Cecelia George, of Canada


Copyright © Elaine George | Year Posted 2011


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SAVING THE BEST TILL LAST

All I could do was stand and stare Your actions caught me unaware I’d got it earmarked all for me To enjoy with my cup of tea I arrived in the room – my eyes grew wide The very last chocolate éclair, it was inside YOUR mouth ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MEN! 11~25~14 Contest: Green Eyed Monster Sponser: Verlena. S. Walker

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2014


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Betrayed

Once significant and alluring, your luster faded. Perhaps it was the treachery in hollow eyes jaded. Was there ever a light in a soul dark as night? Promises of love only heralded grief; faith I once had turned to disbelief. She was younger, pretty, but above all newer. Agony in my heart came from betrayal’s skewer. How could I blame her when I knew that soon your allegiance would change like the inconstant moon? She would then feel the fickle pitchfork of pain - those knots in her stomach twisted by emotions feigned. Only now can I see you for what you are. Anger settled; no longer do we spar. Bitterness made way for resignation again. Maybe I shall once more learn to trust men. Then I can guide your latest castaway and ease the surging sting of her dismay. Your fate rests on a tremulous shore where, as looks fade, you can offer nothing more.
*Written November 21, 2014

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2014


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Jealousy Rages

She storms into the room
there is fire in her eyes
and thunder in her step
rage rumbling reckless
She's livid
a live wire of fire
charged
She's on the move
To punish
Is it a rumor or reality?
He has explaining to do...

She rushes at him
Pounding on his chest
words pent up all day
rush out in deluge
drenching him
he tries to pin her hands down
to make her understand
to undo this "misunderstand"
but she pushes him
her pride scorching him
her eyes sparking
passion raging

~~~R*A*G*I*N*G~~~

He pushes her against the wall
pins her hands above her head
"Listen to me!
You got it all wrong!!!"

she pushes against him
breasts heaving
legs kicking
and he's inflamed
her passion burns him
combusts in his mind
and he crushes her with his body
she bites his lips
as they close over hers
he loses his grip
her fingernails dig into his bare chest
trails of red
Growling in pain
He forces her....
kicking and screaming...
down to the floor
Pins her again
"Listen! WOMAN!"

She looks up into his face
breathless 
and he goes for her mouth again
Taking her lips into his mouth
sucking fiercely
his tongue tames
fierce...his need to possess
to claim

She fights to free her hands
and they are on his neck
Pulling him in...in
Her lips respond in like
his hand finds her hair
leverage...a grasp
he pulls to expose her neck
And he attacks
kisses...bites...His revenge
His innocence turned to intensity's indignation
she sighs...she moans...
the sounds goading him on
As he loses himself in her cleavage
licking up her perfume
His favorite scent...
sensuous sexy sweet

the storm is fever pitch
in a flash of lightning speed
He lies her bare
and thunders in the thighs
she opens for him...wide
eyes closed 
she bites her lower lip
to muffle her cries
as he rides....rides
His victory ride of righteous pride
and she's left
breathless...spent
in a storm of tears
released...repentant
of her insane jealousy

the storm passes over
and in the stillness
he speaks...
his voice shattered...weak
in her presence now calm
meek


"Your anger is beautiful
your rage my relish...
but now...come,"
His voice a whisper
as he pulls her in to him
"Come into my arms
and know the truth....
You're my one and only
My Passion STORM
Is YOU....YOU
Serenity...is overrated."

Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2015


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Death To The Mockingbird

Death to the mockingbird with one shot to the heart,
Crushing wings with desperation sings sorrow worlds apart.
Concrete tears from wasted eyes fall on a mossy burial ground,
Taste the regret as it is yet to expel a gasping sound.
And rise oh symphonic sun in my mourning put rest to the moon,
Dehydrate this skin from deep within that I may die at noon.
Searching for stars to blanket this despairs shroud of living,
Pinpricks of celestial poison judgmental eyes are giving.
Blood upon my hands stains jealousy in deep wrinkled crease,
Saliva soiled dirt leaves an after taste that will never cease.

Breaking the joints of folded frozen wings opening like a book,
Laid before the novel ends I search for the heart that I took.
Oh mockingbird you brought this battle a war I inhale victory,
Would the devil rise with golden stained eyes celebrating with me.
With weighted flesh, holding her heart, he examines my deed,
Silently I beg come with me, success demands fulfilling my greed.

The devil he does make his choice, strong cradled hands receive
Welcoming the mockingbird, even in death does she deceive.
Breathing to life from lips I longed to love, the mockingbird awakes,
Flapping wings, resentment it stings, the ground under me shakes.

The mockingbird laughs for she mocks me no longer,
She has taken everything from me, and now she is stronger.



 

Copyright © Casarah Nance | Year Posted 2015


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SHADOW OF JEALOUSY

SONNET – SHADOW OF JEALOUSY

Oh, those woeful shadows of jealous ways
precarious villain for reasons dazed,
poisoning the longing love‘s lasting days,
without confidence to chase love hazed.
The shadow of jealousy dimmed the light,
darkened every dawn and day with anguish,
torment with false accusations incite,
suffering distress ruling to languish.
Jealousy! That mortal weakness of mood,
destroying virtuous dawning passion,
love’s purity with innocence pursued,
led astray from feelings of compassion.

Why? Why was my trust in you forsaken,
the trust in myself, my self-worth shaken.

T.J Grén

Copyright © Teppo Gren | Year Posted 2016


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No More Sweets

Censored licorice lips, Chocolate jealousy dips In candy coated control. Sugar sprinkles melt, Cotton candy welt, Empty like a doughnut hole. Confused little candy cane, Wrapped in red, white and pain, A Christmas tree limb she stole. Left out and unwrapped, used, Feeling tasteless and confused, Kaleidescope pieces in a glass bowl. Smothering the flame of my personality, Tossed to the side, no more sweets for me. 11-18-2014

Copyright © Casarah Nance | Year Posted 2014


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Jealous of your love

I've been jealous,
ever since that day you decided to walk away
Now I'm jealous of the sun, 
for it does not keep me warm in this storm
All I see is the rain and gloomy days
I'm jealous of the angels,
because it's only demons that keep me company
Saints have left me in my jealous state of mind
I'm so jealous of the moon and stars,
as every night I spend without you, has no light
I'm so jealous of being alone,
always thought my beloved would return
Yet there is no sign, not even a glimpse
I'm jealous of that man,
Who is holding you right now
Guess, I didn't hold you strong enough
I'm jealous how happy you are without me
I'm so jealous, of how you make me so jealous,
moving on so easily, leaving me behind..

31 August 2015



Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015


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A Jealous Woman

A jealous woman am I…a very jealous woman
For you, dear, are MY man, my very own possession

Yes, I do own you; you are under my lock and key
Don’t you dare now look at her, for you belong to ME!

My love is a gilded cage, but a cage nonetheless
If you dare try to escape, you’ll suffer…I confess

You know I will track you down, and then I’ll make you pay
I’ll bring fire to your nights and torture you by day

You are branded with my love; it's plain for all to see
Revenge on seductress will come swiftly, trust in me!

The fire that burns you up when you are in MY bed
The self same will sear your heart, if you love her instead 

You see, my dear, you’re mine…all mine…mine and ONLY mine
Baby, don’t you mess things up, and I will treat you fine

I’ll be your muse and your slave; I’ll be your everything
Ask of me your every wish; I’ll treat you like a king.

A jealous woman am I, a very jealous woman...
But if you stay my own, I’ll make you taste of heaven.

For Verlena's Green Eyed Monster Contest
A Repost
Not Entered in any contest before

Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2014


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IQ Test

I could care less about the four 
corners of insults, 
That intelligence invites; 
It is always the first straw of 
grass that’s grows, 
which reveals the popular outcast; 
As a youth, I found my image cut down 
into this manufactured silhouette.

Drenched in social rain, my peers 
had never found me more alienated, 
Then when I spoke fluently of diverse 
topics; 
They did everything in their power to provide 
a verbal umbrella, 
However, the texture remains weak and 
defeated.

This stormy parade that remains’ dripping is
indeed an afterthought, 
For within this cranial mansion resides 
additional rooms, 
For the more abstract and surreal 
elements of life; 
It is that secluded gland which reveals 
the renaissance of men, who wear 
infinite Fedoras.

Now wearing the shoes of a young 
man, 
A taste of charisma resides in my 
veins; 
However this slight addiction to external 
haze, 
Comes in second to my first drug of 
choice: Wisdom. 

Membership into this fraternity may take a lifetime; 
So don’t be surprised when resistance 
knocks at your door, 
Intimidated by the lion that dwells within 
your temple; 
Indeed intellect is the misunderstood 
fruit, 
That blossoms sweeter when accepted.

Copyright © Jiril Clemons | Year Posted 2013


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Wood Envy

Have I jealousy of my dear mate?
I don’t think I have any, but wait!
I sure wish I could pee
in the wood near a tree
like my husband does, standing up straight!

(Alternate title of this one , Weenie Envy! Don’t know if I can use the P word here  - heehee, but wood seemed a good synonym!)  Entry for The Green Eyed Monster Poetry

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014


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'JEALOUS' Acrostic


Jaunty faces
Evoke positive thoughts  
And even though they say encouraging words to you
Layered within those words are thoughts of failure
Only their mind’s eye knows about
Until that day you are on your knees
Struggling to get up; while they are watching you and not lending a hand

©135020092013

Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2013


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O' Jealousy

O’ Jealousy SORRY FOR THE BROKEN LINES- EACH SINGLE LINE ENDS WITH A COMMA. O’ Jealousy how wonderful You are, You sow the seeds of hatred, So deep, Often even, In an innocent heart, That friendship, love and sympathy, Began to seize slowly, By the charm of your tempting arts. You create doubts, To watering the plants of hatred, Which slowly grows, On the fertile land of mind, But soon, Its roots began to find, Their pores, In the soft corner of hearts, And then one day, It takes into its clutches, Even the most liberal part of our hearts. I salute thee, O’ Jealousy, As you live in every heart, And began to show your colors, Irrespective of age, regions and bars, In every land of this Earth, Even high in the sky and the heaven, You live and bloom in every season, You move from one end to another, So swiftly and so fast, Without the formalities, Of any permission, And without the need of any pass, No sky can limit your boundaries, No heart can torn you apart. No one in the entire universe, Has the power to make you stop, Sooner or later we all succumbs, In the traps of your alluring arts, How beautiful and catching, You weave a story, To trap the poor hearts, How magnificently you wait, For the prey to play in your hands, And to see its great fall, While singing the same tune and songs, Which you have weaved, Through your master craftsmanship, For the poor soul and hearts. For this reason, I salute you, O’ most beautiful jealously, As you are a beloved, Of everyone’s heart. Please be merciful on me, And leave me without your shines, In my heart, In lieu of this, I promise to praise thee in my arts, O’ jealousy, how wonderful you are. Ravindra K Kapoor Kanpur India 30th Aug. 2014
Note: "THE BROKEN LINES MAY DEFORM THE POEM WHICH OFTEN HAPPENS WHILE PLACING THE POEM ON POETRY SOUP" Hope this technical problem would be checked by the Poetry Soup Team. Ravindra K Kapoor 31st Aug. 2014

Copyright © Ravindra K Kapoor | Year Posted 2014


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Greeny

I went a searchen for da green eyed monster
Yet da big fella was nowhere in site
They'd said he was really quite fearsum
He'd often appear on a saderday night

I went out wit my little woman
That sweet gal o mine lookin so fine
If ya asked me to give er a ratin
She'd be a ten or at least a nine

Da more dat I got inta ma drinkin
Ma senses dey became super fine
I noticed sum good lookin fella
Eyen dat special woman o mine

The vessels in ma neck started poppin
My eyes began glowin a sickly green
I got up frum ma chair started screamin
Dats right I started makin a scene

Ma little woman she was sum embarrassed 
That yung fella smashed me in da face
Tank goodness she came to ma rescue
It's a good ting she had a can a mace

It seems I'd been mad about nutin
Dat young fella had been on a date
Ma wife told me dat I'd bin right silly
She was quite sure dat his date's name was Nate

Tankfully dos green eyes dey turned back ta blue
Da colour now is gone wit out a trace
except for da red and da black an blue
dat now is coverin dis here old face


For Verlena Walker's Green Eyed Monster contest

Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2014


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INDIGO GARDEN INDIGO ROSE

The red rose may be beautiful or grand
Sensual even LOVELY.
THEN....I strolled the garden BLUE
I saw the INDIGO ROSE 

The BLUEST I had ever seen
A TEASING picture of the 
stunning QUEEN.
The blue ROSE is EXOTIC, she feeds 
The WINSOME ROSE shame with
Professional precision on a petal plate
Of pleasing purity.

Shades of BRILLIANT blue FLASH ACROSS A MOVIE
SCREEN BLUE VIXEN SUPREME
She sends the entire garden into bland oblivion.
A blue diamond glimmering in a GOLDEN heaven.
All other roses WILT of envy clamoring at her
Heels with CONGESTED JEALOUSLY.

When I set eyes upon this ROSE it so inspired me
To see what had not been seen.
The INDIGO GARDEN and all its splendor
Magnificent  presence
Pleasantly BEING. 
THE IMMEASURABLE SOUL OF THE
INDIGO GARDEN

MAGNETIC practically hypnotizing
Immensely MESMERIZING 
These are the INDIGO GARDEN guarded
Secrets I've been knowing

THE INDIGO WAY
ALWAYS THE INDIGO ROSE FOREVER

Copyright © VAL BROOKLYN Rogers BLK PANTHER | Year Posted 2015


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Jealous Gratitude

I am jealous
of everything that has ever touched you,
the breaths of hot sunshine that have soothed your cheeks with hope,
the moonlight that has painted your lips with lilly silver,
the darkness that has calmed you into soft slumber,
the rain that has pelted your flesh with sky splash,
the breeze that has lifted your hair with seductive intent,

Jealous of every temptation that has made your soul sweat,
every secret that has sworn obedience to your obsessions,
every kiss that has taken a taste of your sweet heat
every man that has collapsed into your romance,
every mouth that has spoken your name with awe
every second that has circled your psyche,
every particle that has pranced through your bloodstream, 
every emotion that enlivens your ego,
every knot of knowledge that supports your smarts,
every star that has caught your girlish wishes,
every tear that slides faithfully from the pink rims of your eyelids,
every cut that has silenced your pride,

Jealous of every thing
that has left you, fed you, led you, entered you,
yet, I am grateful for all these odd and splendid things
that have known your beauty and pain,
for they have made my need for you real
and your love for me possible,
this jealousy is my love hypocrisy -

J.A.B.

Copyright © Justin Bordner | Year Posted 2015


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The Witch That Sought To Curse Me

The Witch That Sought To Curse Me


Pain that cuts as a chill to the bone
she, she beats my heart upon her stone
Winged angels she defies and sends away
her curses eat into my night and day

No forgiveness does her heart ever give
as her cries follow me wherever I live
Had I only yielded  to her deep desires
her imps would still be in her fires

Nights, the hordes descend upon my head
evil blackness engulfs my shaking bed
Her minions sent to exact dark revenge
any more, my mind will become unhinged

Her crawling snakes hissing so foul
can see them striking out even now
Soon my heart feels her teeth bite
I refuse to yield with all my might

This witch was an angel that did sing
until I put on her evil marriage ring
Tonight torture will be dealt a blow
found, a cure to make her swiftly go

Verses to set like upon darkened like 
light's own mercy is about to strike
She is now bound by her own wicked glee
by my cutting her image into a dead tree

I used great wisdom from the Holy three
sought greater powers to set my Soul free...

Robert J. Lindley, 10-06-2014

Note: Inspired in part by the results of my 
second marriage and its ending.
Presented in honor of the dark season approaching now.

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2014


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Just A Little Jealousy

Jealousy comes unexpectedly, unrespectably, 
when she has her eyes to he looking right past me.

She flirts not stopping at the no trespassing 
wedding ring that he wears with everything.

Slipping on his words he mumbles, thought tumbles,
My heart crumbles when over me he no longer fumbles.

But she hooked him with her bait, tempest of fate,
I am slipping dear agony at rapid rate, this girl, I hate.

Her smile like the perfect jewel, I smile the fool.
Wiping lips from temptations drool, swimming in lust pool.

Jealousy came like a thief in the night, stealing sight,
Hands clenched I just might ready my knuckles for a fight.

Waitress with the wide eyes in more than a servers disguise,
Left my husband paralyzed, he shouldn't have order pumpkin pies.

It was then she walked away, sashaying she did sway,
Leaving a bill for us to pay, it is better that way.

12-13-2014
For Contest: Green Eyed Monster

Copyright © Casarah Nance | Year Posted 2014


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Death of a poet

For every word he wrote a tear would escape her eye. She begged him to stop but the ink kept flowing. His words were innocent written with wisdom to inspire a smile. Her mind was corrupt, fire burned deep inside, rampant, rage, ravished. Pretty poetic words that did not hurt nor harm, antagonised her envy. She annihilated his words one by one. As his pen crumbled he became silent. With regret she stumbled to a premature death. Her obsession - her downfall No muse in her absence, today a poet died. Simple musings The Silent One 7 March 2016

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2016


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Parasite

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The widow, dressed in glossy black,	
glides from the shadows at the back.	
A veil lies slack across her face	
to mask the grief her features lack.	

Possessed of an insectile grace,	
she sidles to the open case	
and like the reptile smile she bares,	
this too, serves to defile the place.	

Since jealousy insures she cares
less for his death than for her shares,
obsession next finds her engrossed
in leaving with the gold he wears.

A parasite, she'll man her post
and feed from this depleted host 
'til she believes she's bled the most
she can from his departed ghost.
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Copyright © Lycia Harding | Year Posted 2015


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Hyacinth

The winged god Zephyrus, handsome and graceful
gently flapped his wings, gliding across the meadows.
His eyes fell on naked youths splashing at play
in the sparkling water of a deep wide pool, sheltered  
by willow trees, where fragrant flowers bloomed.
He slowed his flight and looked with lust and admiration.
On the green grass he espied a tender youth;
athletic and beautiful was this young Spartan prince, 
scantily dressed, playing his flute with nimble touch.
Zephyrus’ heart fluttered and leapt; he could not help
falling deeply in love with beautiful Hyacinth. 
Little did he know that he was already being
courted by Apollo! Out of sight he lay in wait 
then made his move and sought him out at sunset.
He approached him and with golden words he tried 
to tempt his heart, but all in vain. Though impressed,
Hyacinth remained firm and faithful to Apollo.
That night, Zephyrus many restless hours spent
alone, ignoring Chloris’s sexual charms.
Entangled thoughts engulfed his frenzied mind,
jealousy clawed at his heart, tore deep within.
Dawn arrived, and bleary eyed he hastened forth
towards the hills, in search of calm respite.
Alas, it was not meant to be; envy reared its head
with poisoned fangs that sent him reeling mad.
Emotions changed from red to green, and in despair
he flew high up, aimlessly circling in the sky. 
Then all at once, upon a verdant field below,
he caught sight of Hyacinth and Apollo 
playfully engaged in discus throwing. 
The green-eyed monster lunged and with swift intent
Zephyrus blew a gust of wind that swerved the discus
from its route and it hit Hyacinth on the head
resulting in instant death. Jealousy prevailed. 
Furious yet heartbroken, Apollo held Hyacinth
tightly in his arms, blood dripping from his temple; 
and with one last act of love he changed that blood
into a most beautiful flower called Hyacinth.

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Contest: Epic Only
Sponsor: Skat A
Placed 3rd

Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2015