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I had gotten to that stage,
Where true love was but a mirage.
When one is hurt too many times
By these daughters of Eve,
The heart must surely cease to give
Until such a time as right
To smile again and see the light.
Miranda, fairest of them all
Adored our trips to the mall.
I could tell from her charming eyes
That her love would be my demise,
So I fled with what coins I had left,
For her love was akin to theft.
That was when I met my Nora.
By all that’s sweet, she had an aura!
Pretty young thing, genteel with her voice,
Of many boys she was the choice.
Flawless, petite, her looks were fine.
I swore by love to make her mine.
Lovely were those nights we shared.
But like I’m sure you must have heard,
The flawless ones are just as marred within.
She had a love affair with gin.
Then came the age of Olivia,
The sight of whom did make me shiver.
Kind with words, light on her feet,
The kind of girl you’d love to meet.
Many were those that saw the sight
Of our love, both day and night.
Looks of envy, of jealousy
I mistook them all to be,
For they were looks of pity,
As it turned out my Olivia
Was liberal with her Banana.
Pauline rescued me from distress,
Mended me like a seamstress.
I gave my heart, to her my all,
I felt so bad she fled with Paul.
Was at the base, looking up,
When I saw a damsel stop.
Lovely, round, Quinta was her name.
Her looks were calm, her manners tame
I really wished she’d stay the same,
But to when she left, from when she came,
Deception was her only game.
My path to love had been so rough,
So hard, rugged, it made me tough.
It wasn’t long ‘fore I met Rose,
Pretty, sweeter by the dose.
To her I took an instant liking.
But once we went bike riding,
She met a long lost cousin,
T’wards whom she showed uncanny liking.
Well, that was fair, or so I thought,
Till the day in bed, them both I caught.
Like I said, I’d become tough
And her little act was not enough
To get this old stallion
Weep from pain and feel alone.
I marched right on.
The wind brought in Sylvia,
So pious, in love with prayer.
Nearly was I fooled
By her style, the way she schooled.
Saintly demon she proved to be,
Sworn to stay the same eternally.
Thelma just didn’t get it right.
She lit a quarrel, then a fight.
Her seasoning too was prone to loiter.
It’s thanks to her I’m free from goiter!
Ursula, a foreign girl I met,
Was close to base and thickly set.
Many were the times her mind was set
On losing all my savings in a bet.
She saw no bars,
She kept no laws.
The time we shared was but a loss.
Why all this fuss?
Why all this pain?
I held them all in such disdain,
And swore by life I would detain
My heart with bonds of chain
Till came that time when girls be sane.
At last it came, or so I thought,
As Vanessa, misfortune brought.
Her looks were fine,
Her smile was nice,
But all she knew to make was rice.
Winifred too followed the cue,
And like you know I wish I knew,
She was a night rider,
A hidden foe, a crouching tiger.
Many were the nights
My phone will ring,
And I’d hear the same song sing:
“Winnie got drunk and hit the gutter,
By all that’s holy, please come get her.”
Xena was one like none I’d met.
She broke a lie without a sweat.
I recall one time I heard
Her on the phone, caught every word.
“Who was that?” I had to ask.
It proved to be no sweating task!
“It was my dad”, I think she said,
But she forgot her dad was dead!
I had to go, I could not stand
The way her stories sank in sand.
Yvonne, this girl I met in school,
Had eyes that made you drool.
I did her bid, I played her fool,
It’s sad to know I was her tool.
Zenobia, legs that wouldn’t stop,
Passed by and made my molars drop!
Scantily clad, she caught my eye,
That’s how it works, don’t ask me why!
I loved her gold and blue hair dye.
This was it, I’d found my love
Sent to me from up above.
But she was a business woman
Out to sell to the richest man.
“Does love exist?” I asked myself.
I should just shove it on a shelf.
Please don’t conclude, don’t get me wrong,
I love the ladies, mind not my song.
Just an art, nothing negative,
So please let’s not get sensitive.
This is fun, it’s all a joke.
That was me just being a bloke!
She Was Alone
My brother Joseph told me one day:
I ran to the beach in the need to be alone,
Resting my head on the soft sand giving my
Thoughts the permission to be free, even blind,
I can dream.
Sleep enhanced my vision from Its inner depth
Carried me away to explore the sense of harmony
That overtook my emotions as i started hearing a
sound of music in the air.
Suddenly, a beautiful woman In a theater stage
Ready to perform her own lyre on a harp,
Fascinated by her personality a serene look
At the same time peaceful a smile appeared
Just for a while, amazingly she looked the type of
musician that would leave her audience stunned
I called her my blind musician, as I am a blind musician.
I noticed her make up so ideal to match her
Golden dress that was sleeveless to allow her magical
Hands once they start to play would move with a
Feeling of no strangulation or suffocation.
A V necked dress enough to show part of her bosom
Then came the opened pleats from her waist down that
Would help her musical instrument to feel totally at ease
Once she embraces it for the coming performance.
I could not remove my vision from that phenomena,
Her clothes were a witness to her richness, sitting
On an armless golden chair like a queen, motionless,
Still facing a void as her role to perform was not yet
To begin, nothing surrounding her looked alive not even
A shadow only she and her harp, if I could only
Touch her face to caress her beauty.
No sign for a start; yet watching her harp and emphasizing
That within minutes the curtain will rise slowly for her to
Come face to face with the audience where she would unravel
The mystery of her silence through her melodies lifting the
Spirits of the spectators to a higher level of ecstasy,
Admiration will spread everywhere.
All of a sudden the theater blacked out
The sound of chains lifting up the curtain
Sounded Like a trains whistle arriving to its
A golden light brought life to that woman who will
Perform unconditionally what she knows best to do,
Was playing with aggressiveness a variety of musical
Tunes on her harp.
A note indicated a beginning; her first finger to caress
A string one unique note with its echo silenced the crowd totally.
Then a clap was heard, she refused to waste time, as she was
Yearning to get started avoiding any introduction, began
Caressing all the strings creating jealousy even between each
Finger of who would go first.
Gradually the music intensified so strongly I felt an individual
Wipe away a tear; another was momentarily stunned,
Someone else decided to share his emotions with a kiss to a
Loved one two lovers were holding hands to prove the
Power of a touch.
Her arms free from prison were sliding up and down
Moving on all the strings like a big wave landing
From the wild ocean to relief Its tension on the sand.
The end was exceptional, she retired waving a good bye,
Not knowing she had a husband waiting for her.
The earth moved under me I woke up already In love.
One year later we got married, It was love at first touch
Between Two Blind Individuals.
The view enlivened her imagination by remembering how
she escaped her long past history of abuse by being judged
over the years she had nightmares as it was not her fault their
eyes were all over her.
She had been down living at the bottom of the valley due to the
aggressiveness of her surroundings their absence of sympathy
and love dissipated she was being punished for many things she
haven't done, she was always to blame as she had nothing in
common she came from a deep different background that
provoked this jealousy.
Being judged will change her attitude voluntarily her
communicating will grow beyond she will not feel trapped
and will not allow herself to suffer her velocity will willfully
create wrath among those who had judged her.
She was ready to show the whole world her shifting to shipshape
will let them yowl and hear no echo.
She will make them feel that she is far to superior she will dismiss
her liaison with this family she will afford to brag about her
brain its beauty will feel attractive and authentic its serenity
will serve to seek a security that will vanquish whoever poured
their venom over her.
The inner woman she knew which had lived with a past
suddenly became a stranger she changed to become
overwhelmed with happiness with a rich soul.
She has been single and skeptic her decision is made to
overcome her shyness by sending a signal towards a
special individual who might cast his spellbound over
her to carry her as far away towards a spiritual sphere.
Her appetite will become apparent to arouse that
aristocrat who will approve to admire her personality
cruise towards a bright future her sensational life will
begin abruptly ignoring the abuse and welcoming freedom
that will prevail towards her adventurous encounter.
One of the biggest moments of her life is when she would find
someone who still believes in love believes in the same goals
and aspirations then her adoration towards him will exude
beyond a birth in her she will amaze her new companion with
her angelic appearance different allure, she hadn't finished the
sentence when she heard the door creak and closes, it was him
her first love when she was younger in age, yesterday he found
her and asked if she was free that happening for a reason of us
meeting at the right time and the right place will get us
together to create a beautiful home for the near future,
that was his message.
They stayed in love since the creaking of that door
I didn't know hearts could speak until we crossed part
I was walking home, carrying a heart laden with the grief of my brother’s death
My mind straddling from the nostalgia of our bonded brotherhood
to the thought of what the afterlife would deal him.
You were seated at a secluded corner, carrying your hearts in your hands
And crying out your eyeballs, wishing if God could bring back your father’s life.
Upon that lonely and rejected wood we, dejected souls, sat cursing out death tirelessly
For taking away our beloved brother and father.
That day, I heard my heart speak for the first time; my heart exploded in awe
And I felt I was captured under a spell; I saw the aura of glory in your eyes.
It wasn’t your exquisite awe-inspiring beauty that got me lovey-dovey
But the natural calmness in your voice as you told me your stories.
You reminded me of the fabled Arabian princess.
My emotions turned into Janus- one reminding me of a lost brother
The other, quite domineering, nudging me in my veins never to let you go.
You saw the magic in my eyes; you felt the same way I felt
We were marveled that fate brought us to meet on a lonely path.
With your amazing pieces of cakes you re-awakened my dead love life on your birthday
Your cakes were brilliant; you made them from magnificent range of fruits and spices
The smells were superb. The aromatic smells of the cakes cooking in the oven and smearing your kitchen sent us to an early bubbly romance.
We became lovebirds; your crystal steaming room, neatly furnished with vitality bed,, made for only two- us, was our love nest; we enjoyed every of our love bites.
That night, you made a tipsy cake; we dined and wined while the stars watched over us
We sang to our ears; every single love song we played, we made ours
We danced while we got intoxicated on our own supply
And before our eyes the night closed its nocturnal doors.
Under your winter blanket were two figures, glued in carnal brash adventure, wishing the moment would never end.
I prayed tomorrow never to come. Alas! Uninvited, the Morning woke tomorrow up
Under the blanket, we watched the sun set.
But tomorrow came Janus-faced; with a vice we never wished for- impassioned jealousy
It tore us apart; pulled us away; and took away our precious moments
But I still carry in my heart those precious moments.
It was on a day just like this,
I was lying down and pondering the abyss,
When I thought about you with you big stupid face,
and I knew to let you live would be a disgrace,
In no time at all I was set on my plan,
Before we were friends I was even your best man,
I stood next to you at your wedding and feigned a smile,
When really in my heart I hated you all the while,
I watched as you got the girl, the job and all the respect,
And in my soul the hatred and jealousy grew and grew unchecked,
But at first I wasn’t sure exactly what to do,
My scheme wouldn’t fail; I would check it through and through,
I would kill you for sure until you were dead,
That was the thought in my murderous head,
But how should I do it I couldn’t decide,
Push you out of a window and claim suicide?
Beat you into oblivion with a frying pan,
Push you in front of a car a bus or a tram,
Buy a gun and shoot you in the guts,
Yes there was nothing for it; No ifs no buts,
It would be poison in your coffee when nobody looks,
All I’ve got to do is set the date,
And set up the cogs and wheels ready to activate,
My sinister scheme to rid the world of your life,
And then to act all distraught and run away with your wife.
For you see my motives are simple and clear,
I want you dead, your money and your lady so dear.
First I must procure some cyanide pills,
With poison there’s No mess no fuss, no screaming or thrills,
For no one can detect it’s presence so black,
And it will simply look like you’ve had a heart attack,
Once you are dead I will call the police,
And then set about transferring your money for my future peace,
Because as you know I have all your bank details,
And the one with such knowledge always prevails,
I must be patient and not give into haste,
I will woo your wife and slowly take your place,
And then once she’s mine I will marry her,
And take control of her financial affairs,
But before I have taken your money and stolen your spouse,
Murdered you dead and moved into your house,
I will ruin your reputation with your job and local community,
I must act now and seize the opportunity,
To plant some drugs in your office desk and call your boss,
I will make it look like you fiddled the books, the profit and loss,
So after they have investigated you and brought you before the board,
They will arrest and detain you for credit card fraud,
But please don’t think that I will get my comeuppance,
All I will do is smile and laugh; to me you’re not even worth a tuppence
No don’t be deluded into thinking I ‘ll be punished
When they find your dead body I will act all astonished
Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn
world around. You tell them things that you've never shared with another soul and
absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more.You share hopes for
dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many
disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens,
you can't wait
to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not
embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you
make a fool
of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not
enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that
you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or
only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry
they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem
insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable
kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back
so clear and vivid it's like being young again. Colors seem brighter and more
Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn't exist at
A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day's work and
brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there's no need for continuous
conversation, but you find you're quite content in just having them nearby. Things
never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are
this person who is so special to you.
You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple
them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the
You open your heart knowing that there's a chance it may be broken one day and
opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed
You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true
that's so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend
possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely
exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a
of your life.
Stars jaded with delight
because the sky was torn in two
My angel loses flight
With crumpled paper wings
Ashes to ashes
Dust to surrender
while the clouds hold no regard
A love story of sorts
Leaving a bitter taste of loss crawling under your skin
Mumbled speech with even harsher tones
She was ignoring me, But i didn't seem to care
A refreshing smile wandered on her face
As she wrapped her arms around another man
But jealousy seemed to have no hold on me
Squandering at the thought and an undeniable love
But no connection, a desire, a viable drug
She told him to leave, her heart on her sleeve
Emotions run dry when it's just you and i
I walk on, and never look back
But my perception is clear and full of indelible fears
She holds another man's hand, lack of a whispering tear
Speech so beautiful..trite but sweet, like a kiss in the ear
But this didn't phase me
And again she says
Just leave, you're not good enough for me
I like you, but whats the point?
I admit, i smiled that she left him behind
A love to define and a truth to defy
What now? I ask myself
I walk on and never look back
Souls with destinations proposed
walk past with mingling ideas
presented by the touch of a rose
I feel her presence .. Her shadow bothers me
She's following me, but do i want to look?
She grabs my arm and turns me around
A smile so beautiful, bright as day
Yet monotone, shrouded in grey
She puts her arms around me
And looks me straight in the eye
She struggles to speak as she begins to cry
"I Love You" she says, the words ringing in my head
We stand there, like time stood still
If i let Her go would it be for forever?
I Love You and only You and though it doesnt seem like it
We'll make this right. I promise...
"I.. Love You Too," I struggled to say
"forever.." I mumbled and prayed
Here, In Your Arms, where I'm supposed to be
A feeling so complete, when she was close to me
"Never say Never, don't deny me this love..."
I open my eyes.
Is she here?
I wake up alone, in the morning
My phone is ringing and the klaxon's singing
A feeling of anger sweeps me off my feet
A hatred so deep, discontent so obvious
I try and believe that it was all real
But it wasn't .
I drive my fist into my pillow, and lie dormant
Screaming quietly towards the sunshine
Damn it, Why?
I tried to go back, but reality set in
Loss is collateral while the only fatality is sin
Why did i have to wake up?
She said she loved me.
She said she loved me.
In my dream...
( an informal poetic)
So I found it! The very essence of my soul, the eventual becoming
Of my living form to travel to the unseeable future of everything.
So I found it! Beneath the blankets, beneath the all encompassing
Hum, Beneath the very flesh we serve day in & out trying to fill ourswelves
Because we feel empty,
So I found it! There lying just below the sky navel, There where anywhwere
Anytime by Anyone it could disappear, become somene elses, drift away,
Fade into the sun, evaporate & become rain. There where all eyes have stopped
Looking, where all heads have turned away from, There where dreamers
Dream and die, Dream & die, There
So I found it! You've seen it, Heard it, Felt it, tasted it, We've all experienced
It in some way before, mistaking it for love, or sex, hate, jealousy,envy, orgasm,
Or even some might have mistaken it for kindness, eloquence, attention,
Or even worship; So I found it!
You remember it, think about it when you walk into to work and you feel a mess, or maybe
uncomfortable glares, You know they're afraid of the things you might be, or maybe you're a
girl, and there're the cat calls, the accidental butt grab, the stares, the casual personal
conversations that you know are nothing, yet the boyfriend, or husband think is something,
and for guys he's right cause the other is just looking for a way in, and really You're right it
is nothing, And maybe just maybe you've felt it dripping down your leg
When people are wondering why you're smiling so big
So I found it! Crumpled up in my pocket, I found it rolling through the clouds,
Deep in the black hole like living room couches, at the bottom of the close hamper,
I found it smelling so much like life that I vomit when i think of the body sweating, puking,
pissing, defacating, f - ing, crying, sleeping, & yet even then There i see it in the
Multitude of faces hands thoughts smiles gnashing teeth batting eyelashes
I found it randomly in the eyes nose ear lips cock crowing like jim morrison on coffee &
crank, I found it surfing through the air the space between each & every moment.
So I found it hidden deep the eternal answer to the problems of a writer trying to shut
himself up and hide, never dealing with the oblivious truth that no matter how deep
No matter how profound the one could ever be with the ever ebb of muse masterbation IT
still remains, in all things, and without a normal intake of the filth,purity, and sludge of The
many the genius is wasted on silence.
So I found it!
A is for angst, the lacerating emotion you spark inside my guts when I think of you…
B is for Bingo…boy did I win at that game…
C is for cherish, those precious moments you and I shared on the bleached white sand
D is for diabetes, the illness that nearly stole you from me on the crimson wings of death –
incidentally another word beginning with ‘D’
E is for evening, those long lonely hours I spent on my balcony watching the sun set while I
listened for your car
F is for fragrance, the heady scent of your freshly washed hair and talcum-powdered skin
G is for god…you’ve nearly convinced me you are one
H is for hatred, the dual side of our lovers’ coin
I is for insanity, the manic voices that whisper in my ears when you’re not around…
J is for jealousy, your sardonic variety and my engulfing passion
K is for knots…the tangles in your silken hair, the bigger ones in my throat, the massive one
you tied in my heartstrings
L is for love, the obvious, the beautiful, the destroyer and the architect of you and me
M is for music, it brought us together, it bore us along on its screaming wings, it consoled and
comforted and consumed…
N is for nails, the ones that are hammered into my wrists now that I’ve lost you, crucifying
me on the cross you carved out of infatuation and despair
O is for “Oh my God”…how I love you, how you anger me, how beautiful you look when you
don’t even have to try…
P is for pleading, begging you not to cut me off, while the cell phone slips and slides against
my sweating palms
Q is for quiet, that soft blanketing calm we shared on those sunrise vigils while the dew
glistened on the lawn
R is for rage, the incensed gleam in your eyes, the hot knives stabbing through my veins, the
grappling beneath a street lamp one tawdry night…
S is the first letter of your name
T is for how tenuous our bond is now, how it hangs by a thread, so close to breaking
U is for unkind, you were that day you broke my heart
V is for vanity, your primping in front of the mirror in your rock star threads, my arrogant
belief that I deserved you…
W is for wine, the copious glasses of ruby red that help ease the agony of our separation and
then give me a head ache in the morning to match the one in my heart
X is for your first wife, who stared stonily down at me from the pictures that still hung on
Y is for you, my angel, the harbinger of my despair, misery monger and beautiful heart
Z is for zero, for emptiness, nil, nothing…the death of our great love
His presence is right next to me.
Never thought reality,
Could feel just like it does.
I'm tired of holding on,
To something I know is wrong,
His past is what it was.
Never thought it would do to me,
Exactly what it did to me.
Causing pain between me and my love.
How could I ever be,
Filled up with so much hostlity,
And aim it towards the guy above?
I never thought he would send to me,
Exactly what he sent to me.
An angel that I could call my own.
I'm unwanted in this madness,
Drowning in all my sadness,
But with Donald, I know I belong.
How could he ever do to me,
The things tHEy did in history,
Some things of which I despise.
Caught up in emotional luxaries,
Needing a lovers company,
Yet falling for all of their lies.
But never once with my love,
Could I ever experience such a pain,
Was the thought I had come to believe.
And even after seven months,
Of dealing with jealousy, his past and trust,
It's still him, the one that I fiend.
Indeed he had a past just like the others,
Didn't intend to make me cry,
But he did because of the things he had done.
But I couldn't let him go,
I couldn't give up love.
Couldn't let THEM come to believe that they had won.
My fears try to scare away,
Something I know is the best.
That's why this is something I need to get through.
Why give up on something,
That hasn't given up on me?
Why give up on a love that's true?
We both have our pasts,
We both have our problems,
But we can't let that reflect on the future that we were destined to
Why leave a bestfriend?
Why leave a companion?
When u know that he's the only one that cares?
Jealousy, betrayal, trust.
Created by my own insecurities.
Are things this angel will help me overcome.
They are weighing on my heart,
They are weighing down this relationship.
That's what happens when your past carries a ton.
How can an angel be the way,
He just was on yesterday?
Having a personality just like the last and the next.
What I see shining through,
The mirror reflecting you.
Is everything that you use to lack.
An angel desguised as a demon,
Another example of society taking control.
Just luckly my angel had taken his mask off in time.
Revealing his true colors.
Showing his true personality.
My angel was ready to shine.
Yet he still has a past,
That haunts me 'til this day.
That would have probably never existed if he didnt want to fit in.
We will work through these things.
Because we both want to change.
For the first time,
In a long time,
I will let my happiness win!