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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 
 

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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.



April 04, 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

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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

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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



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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

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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

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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

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ANNABEL LEE

Sweet island girl now in Heaven
The angels separated you from me
You only lived to love and be loved
My one and only Annabel Lee

Death had no power to conquer
Bright eyes made darkness fade
In your sepulcher by the ocean
Until my death every night I laid

Surely now that I'm in Heaven
No more need to dream of you
For just around the next corner
My Annabel Lee will come in view

But the jealousy of winged seraphs
Was even higher in this place
Confronted by such perfect love
Made it impossible for us to face

But a deal was brokered in Heaven
The two of us sent back to Earth
As unknown strangers, separated
And both starting at our birth

In our life we must find each other
Fall in love again or we'd go to Hell
But if discovery and magic happened
Forever in Heaven with a story to tell

For many, many years I've wondered
Drawn to seek a girl by the sea
Is it possible tonight that I met you
Could you be my Annabel Lee?

*A sequel to Edger Allen Poe's "Annabel Lee" poem.  I pray in style and substance I do not embarrass myself or this poet master!

Contest: Linda's "Never Entered Into A Contest #12"
Date: 9-12-14
Poet: Lyric Man

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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.

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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

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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.


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Art of Love

This times, you would receive the two things from others.
Violence or grace. 
Jealousy to your success,
And grace to your failure.

So, you should not be sad.

Survival is meaningless with grace. 

Believe me,
You are the king or queen of love.
Try to distribute your love.
Don't want to see yourself as the beggar of love. 

One day, future of mankind will be written with your love.
You will become history.

(The poem is dedicated to my favorite poet Charmaine Chircop.)

SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA

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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.

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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 :)

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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


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Between the Lines of Poetry Soup

Between the lines of Poetry Soup
Lies partly hidden the real scoop

Poets with emotion’s overflow
Spillage of which, they do not know

Leaks between lines of what they write
Discerning souls, bring them to light

Fellow poets with the same disease
Wanting to love, wanting to please

Can read between the lines so fair
And see love affairs recorded there

And secrets longings all scream out
Though unstated, there is no doubt

Which poet is in love with whom
Which affair is destined to bloom

Clear to read Love’s Richter scale
The in between codes, never fail 

Poems present and poems past
Love or friendship, which will last?

Terms of endearment, every one
Is a love song that can not be sung

Between the lines, you can’t deny
Is where love affairs are flying high

For we are poets one and all
Programmed, it seems, in love to fall…

With people whose words do ignite
Who caress the soul with sheer delight

Chorus: 

Between the lines
Between the lines
The love is there
Between the lines

The long standing and hidden pain
The hints of a love gone insane

Between the lines
Between the lines
YOUR love is there
Between the lines.

Eileen Manassian  Ghali

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When Jealousy Rears Its Ugly Head

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 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 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 but I could barely breathe Leave I told myself but I kept walking Not really walking, it was 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 and were amplified like the hiss from a distorted speaker It mocked me over and over again Climbing a mountain might have been easier I finally reached the bedroom I knew the moment I entered the apartment Why hadn't I just turned back I could barely see my eyes were covered in layers of salted moisture but I could see her I had never seen him before They were naked in our bed Our bed You'd think the green eyed monster would control my actions from here on in. 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 she wasn't She was just sharing, sharing her body with someone, someone who wasn’t me Being cut open alive must be less painful than this I had done the same countless times before That was so different it felt so harmless the other way around You excuse it rationalize it away But this hacked away at my spirit and tore at my self-worth 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 heart Like a broken record it was skipping I suffered in my circled steps until I couldn't stand anymore and found just enough strength to return to the apartment I knew she was gone I already felt the emptiness in my frame She was gone She had left a note It said Sorry Sorry! We both were.
Maurice Yvonne Sponsor: Verlena S. Walker Contest Name: The Green-Eyed Monster

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Jealous Jupiter

Through endless, vast, eternal space
there hangs my most omniscient orb.
So far a dark and lonely place, 
no sunlight to absorb…
just as my dark and lonely soul, 
forever unexplored.

My many moons of sordid glow,
as all my suitors orbit slow –
but Titan’s love I longed for so,
forever mine ignored…
and left this dark and bloody spot –
forever to abhor.



*A comparison between a covetous, lonely love and that of Jupiter for Saturn's Titan :).
Posted and dedicated to Poetry Soup's Mark Peterson.

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The Clock it Mocks

Left out in the cold
Silent night; my jilted star
That once blazed in cherish across her world
That once lit up her heart and twinkled her toes
Now, no longer glows

Once; upon a long time ago
A memory now of old forgotten times
A star now in decline
It lies there – dead

A death star now exploding into Supernova’s
Of hope
Hoping against useless hopelessness
That bleeds you to the core when
Drowning in repetitive
Wonderment

To choking on what could have, should have 
Been
Before Him…

Before. It was just Us

Her hands, I clearly see, frozen in pantomime 
Of words unsaid
They spilled across the floor like a whore
His smell upon our bed
Insanity climbing through my head
It spreads, like a disease
Only time can purge

Only the clock

It mocks

Tick tock
Tick tock…




Regina Riddle’s contest: Rejection
11 September 2014