Heart shaped glasses
Bottled sadness
The perfume of melancholia
Sold as aphrodisiac
Somewhere between
Smoke and rum
Between the sheets
All is fair
In love and
Other indoor sports
If you were a star, shining down on me,
You’d be the only one, that I can see.
If you were a diamond, found in a mine
You would be flawless, with perfect design.
If you were a flower, in a wild meadow,
You’d dance with grace, as winds would blow.
If you were a perfume, a bottle of crystal,
You’d smell divine, powerful and mystical.
You are my partner, the one I adore,
My star, my diamond, my flower and more.
I love you Layla, will all my heart,
Which you have kept safe, from the start.
You are my girl, with long blonde hair,
With deep endless eyes, full of soul and care.
You are my soul mate, my angel on earth,
My destined partner, since both our births.
Your smile infectious, your laughter the same,
A voice so comforting, when you say my name.
Your wondrous mind, your ambition and drive,
You are the reason, I feel alive.
Layla your presence, your warming glow,
Your soul like glitter, and the sparkle it shows.
Layla your love, so warming and bright,
You’ve never failed, to light up my night.
Tell you something
Something funny in it itself because
It doesn't sound to make sense.
I intentionally keep around you because
Deep down inside something tells me
"Someday it's going to have to be me to save you"
And I just want to be around you until that day
That's why I stay
Even when you turn a blind eye on me
Even when I pretend to be silent
I still want to be there
Be there around you
Even in the least possible ways that I can.
Who are you?
Where were you?
What’s the connection?
Why now?
My mind ponders,
In figment of imagination, it wanders.
Seeking truths in riddles better left untold.
As I walked in alone,
What was the calling, unknown?
Masked in a cloak, perhaps a riddle to see,
Waiting for you to appear, to help untangle me.
What is pure joy?
What is elation?
An infant cradled in mothers’ arm,
The embrace, the warmth.
The laughter of a child,
All innocence, free from guile.
The maiden glance, the nascent word.
Phew…Effervescent beats surged within,
A fountain of joy bubbling unseen.
Your aura, brushed in hues of rainbow’s gleam.
Your vibes, as pleasant as the memory of a childhood dream.
And I stood smitten, shaken & stirred,
Awoken from the slumber, my vision blurred.
Sometimes, a lifetime is never enough,
Sometimes, a moment is magic in puff.
Sometimes, words vanish, unable to explain,
Sometimes, silence sings what the heart can’t contain.
Walking in, I didn’t know my calling,
Saying goodbye, my thoughts and feelings were sprawling.
Blessed I am to have experienced you,
Pending tale, yet untold, will follow.
I remember a moonlit kiss
you and me seeking immortal bliss
Where is the sun hiding
I’m in dire need of a recharge
~ soak in its vital energy
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My heart longs to have a poet
Willing to write with me a duet.
It was written on your body
written in your soul
to keep them all laughing
keep their small minds whole
you painted over it
you take it as it is
living off a captured kiss
to keep the neat bow tied
inside on a friday evening
what is it achieving
I know you want the relief
I tell you the secret
so don't forget
the night’s not over yet
The wind carries your name today—
whispers it through my ribs,
fills the hollow
where breath once flowed.
Is this you
riding the morning currents,
or just my chest
mistaking echo for arrival?
From distant shores
starlings lift and scatter,
their wings dark against the sky.
You ask why warmth abandons my skin?
Love is water leaving the body—
drop by drop
until only the vessel
remembers fullness.
Who opens their lungs before lightning strikes?
Who breathes deep
into a storm's eye
and expects to stay whole?
Your presence moves through smaller beauties
the way wind bends wheat—
everything golden,
everything changed.
My exhale trembles,
tastes your name
on its way to the waiting sky.
In these paradise winds,
between my last breath
and the horizon's quiet answer,
I almost catch you, almost become
the space where air learns touch.
their gulf stretches in a chalice
with a bouquet looking into glass
There’s something at the bottom of This bottle.
I know it.
Not quite sure what it is yet,
But there’s something down there;
There has to be.
Is it a solution?
God no.
Is it a sense of satisfaction?
Most definitely not.
But the process of finding
Whatever it is
Sometimes gives me
A temporary sense of peace.
Sometimes.
Most times though…
Let’s not focus on that.
Focus on the warm and fuzzy feeling
I get from my search.
If it feels this good now,
It has to feel that much better
When I find whatever’s down there.
I don’t know what’s down there,
But I’ll drown trying to find it.
Oh no, I’ve fallen in love again
Why does this always happen to me?
Love is no bigger than a small apple
It reflects in the eye but beats in the chest.
What am I falling out of love with?
I can’t carry every apple I see.
I can't imagine
my life alone.
Without having someone
I can call my own.
Curled up in my bed
with no one there.
No one to hold me
and tell me they care.
Wake in the morning
tears on my cheeks.
Realize I'm not dreaming
and pull up the sheets.
Sit at my table
conversing with air.
Knowing and hating
that no one is there.
Heart slowly breaking
I crawl back into bed.
If this is my life now,
I'd rather be dead.
Again and again,
the cycle repeats.
No one to hold me,
and share our heartbeats.
A life slowly fading,
to a featureless blur.
A love to be given
if someone was there.
I'm going crazy quietly...
Missing him oh so badly...
Unsure if we'll always be happy,
But I appreciate whenever he is sappy.
I'm going crazy lovingly
Recalling his inner and outer beauty.
Unsure if he too will love me eternally,
But I always enjoy his company.
I'm going crazy subtlely
Feeling my love growing slowly but surely.
Unsure if his feelings match my intensity,
But I know with him I'm free to be me.
I'm going crazy softly
Thinking of how we can live happily.
Unsure I am the one he wants truly,
But I know it's real, as his love is all I see.
I used to dream when I was young,
I would remove all of the thorns
of the most beautiful flowers
and place them in her hair,
lovingly,
Innocence is cute, its so divine,
then you grow up not so fine,
that girl you knew as a child,
can't even remember her name,
sadly,
There's a loneliness to every soul,
eating alone in a popular food court,
they may enjoy the meal, cooked well,
but in the end, solitary doesn't taste as good,
and love declines as the demon in you climbs
and now you realize, its a tragic fairy-tale
and now the large world appears small
and insects on your skin now crawl,
The realization,
it makes you sick,
now, floating past the jetty,
the strands of her hair.....
Specific Types of Longing Poems
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