Best Internet Love Poems
My mind
is the Internet.
Yours,
Google.
She sits there in front of her PC
Across the ocean and far from me
I know that it’s not really easy
Not the way we want it to be
But across the distance I feel her
Almost like I am with her there
I can really touch her soft brown hair
Her love is something that is beyond compare
My soul is longing for the final union
That sacred oneness, the spiritual communion
I would face the devil and his minions
Just to have our eternal family’s reunion
I know that our love will always be strong
Even through the distance we know we belong
She is the one, she is my hearts song
A love like ours could never be wrong
And now as I sit here in front of my PC
Far from her separated by sea
To the heaven above I cry out this plea
Dear God please give her back to me!
I sit there waiting to hear the ding, you arrive sending my heart in a spring.
We chat and banter, all night till the sun beckons and dances.
Is this really love, am I falling for someone that started out as a silly Internet crush?
The feelings I feel must be real because my whole body is engulfed with your entire
being.
We typed, we talked, we laughed, we fought, but at the end of every night I was
always yours.
I hate you, you hate me, you tell me to shut up that would never be.
Everyone would laugh and giggle at our banter, it would look to them as if we
weren’t together.
But in our hearts and minds we were always intertwined, within our love that made
and defined this new stage in our lives.
The phone would ring, “hey babe” would be said and that one line would be enough
to make me turn red.
Your voice it sings to me, I just wish you would understand how much you mean to
me.
I shiver all over and go giddy on the phone, it’s like you have me in your time zone.
It only ever happens with you, I swear this is true.
You must have some power over me because I’m never usually this “blue”.
The wink and look you give on cam, sends me in a flutter I try not to mutter the
words that I think...........I love you Manuel to the edge of the world and the brink.
There may be so much space between us right now, but not for long babe, you will
be mine.
I know this is strange to some people but it’s true I found love on IMVU and it was
with you.
Miscommunication, is fabrication of reality
When actually it’s a matter of perspective.
She was a standout, with a name similar to yours
With pure intentions, painful convictions but losing to her own dispositions.
Deprivation of her moral mentality structure crumbles
Caused by misadventures of her past life
Blighted with horrific memories
Tragic upsets that shake the very foundation of her soul.
Lead by the goals of our society
To keep the mindset that anxiety… controls you
But who understands?
Those who demand you to over expand your capability of toleration to your demons?
Pharmaceutical apprehension to be your companion in this never-ending struggle?
School systems have programs
That program you to say
Everything’s okay
Just get over it and move on
But you see there is no off switch to pain
No preset to reset her experiences
The hand that she felt
A seatbelt that would strap her into a horrible roller-coaster ride of misery
You see, there is something wrong with this picture
Its missing something
Someone…
You?
Maybe everything that she needed was a frosty before third period on a March afternoon
Or maybe, an almond milk macchiato on finals week at Delos across the street
Or even an acquainted silence of tears while she spilled her heart on the dashboard of your car.
She needed a home
No not a bed to sleep in with complimentary breakfast
No!
A resting place
That’s laced with people who care to hear the response of how her day is,
Or how’s she’s doing in school
Or why is there scars on her…
Arms to be held in when she needs comfort.
Sometimes we’re the only savior that people see,
But what saviors are we when we’re preoccupied with our own self-indulgence of social media.
Temporary satisfactions from addictions ever going,
Distracting us from having true meaning in life.
We need to make a stand,
To withstand this generational curse.
Of carelessness of peoples pain,
But first, let me update my status.
Not
Quite
Day
Not yet
Night
Luminous
vibes
Abstract minds
Cruise to fuse
Words of
wonder
Cruise to fuse
Song to send her
Express a verse
Dancing lyrical
Up and down
In and out
Soul Reflections
In love
From me
to you..
I read the words you've posted on my screen;
I lurk inside the Ethernet unseen;
A token touch - all hesitant and new:
My thoughts are reaching out from me to you.
A digital discovery is formed.
Two lonely lives, a linking now performed.
It isn't much - but smallest steps can do
Most wondrous things if we believe it true.
I do believe, and so open my heart;
Put it on line, as online each impart
Ideas with such soft sentimental words
That touch the core, strike harmonizing chords.
But how I dream - a craving clawing clutch -
To truly feel the realness of his touch!
February 27, 2016
One day
Social Worker came
Said, received a call about me
Reported someone harassing me
Answered, worry not, “I’m fine”
[Eternal] God’s taking care of me.
Couple of days
Police detective came, Katie
Interviewed me
Took a copy of Cris picture
Even his son’s picture
Very worried
Brought 2 Social Workers
I took a test, told them the truth
She said, “Oh…He got scammed”
Told them not to worry,” I’m fine”
Said depending with test result
They’ll contact me
Never heard from them ‘til now
Told them “Father Christ got my back”
A surreal love we share in written word,
Unseen a touch to reach beyond a cloud,
Emotions sailing as Floyd plays aloud,
Her beauty calls my ship to come back home,
The heart delights in what thoughts call absurd
As my wandering dreams no longer roam.
Form: Wordsworth's Sestet
A new love who comes to me underground
Over hill even swims mighty river
Under the ocean waves to me he bounds
Joy to my meager life he is giver
Giver of joy, warm fuzzy feelings wait sound
Of email ding_note it will deliver
Disappointment comes when no news from love
Waiting for romantic poetry from dove
When with him, his loving emails are pearls
The tension melts and our spirits entwine
Can't wait to meet face to face soon we'll twirl
When alone all my heart does is to pine
It pines for you alone _your hair in curls
When with you I know I'll have heart that shines
Email ding open what a lovely gift
He is coming on midnight plane_heart lifts
Soon be in his arms not XOXO on paper
Watching and waiting at the airport sigh
Over intercom excitement damper
Call to come to information desk_cry
Cry, cry, and cry _terrorist did tamper
Won't see love after all spirit bone dry
Heartbreak agony ripping my heart out
Can't see for tears flowing without a doubt
Before i loved you
I broke the strings
I love you, yes!
No strings attached
The songs you sing
A melody so sweet
Can it e'er be heard?
The strings broke
Love like i do
Love with no strings attached
For the people you love
May not love you back
What you so care about
Might fade out
love not becouse you're loved
love without reason
love with care,
love dosen't scare
This one goes out to any of you who find yourself
feeling like me.
Maybe ones who are looking for a special friend,
or just someone to keep company.
If you’ve had the luck that I’ve had on those sites,
just wanting to find someone to date.
You too want to quit, but each time you start to hit “delete”, who pops up, but your
next “perfect mate”.
I’ve met Cary Grant, Hugh Grant, Superman and more.
I've met Elvis, and Waylon too.
But when it came right down to the truth, they were really
Popeye, Mr Magoo and Spongebob to name a few.
And then, you find one that you think is OK, so you start
having a small conversation.
Next thing you know he’s talking “love” and smut, and wanting you
to go with him on vacation.
He’s wanting to know all that personal stuff, like, well
stuff you don’t want to talk about.
And when you tell him, “That’s just too personal”, he replies,
“Shouldn’t be, I thought you were an adult”
Well, that’s where most of those relationships end. I just
don’t have patience for that.
So then I just go over to the couch and snuggle with the one that truly loves me.
My one and only,...my cat.
The cold and certain fog of loneliness,
Leaving me sordid, in hollow unrest.
I found my pining to be most dreadful.
Though I churned the oleo, still grateful.
“Dear Breeze!” I gasped, “where hither my angel!?!”
‘The highway my son, send her an e-mail.’
“Electronic Cupid?” “Are you quite sure!?!”
‘One last letter, one last song, one last chord.’
Gather my gumption and gather my grace,
I’ll send her questions. What a pretty face.
At last, I hit "Send", my taut heart holding,
Then I sat in the shadows, waiting… waiting...
And from behind the curtains a white dove,
Gave me the chance to have the life I love.
Inspired by the Member Contest: "The Best day of your life!" sponsored by Gareth James
Internet Dating
by Tina Lasley
Online profiles, IM’s and chats
This new way of dating
What’s up with that?
Sitting behind our computer screens
Writing our profiles
For all to be seen
Exchanging emails, flirts and winks
To online strangers
To see what they think
Checking out each profile’s stats
Looking for others
Who are most like that
Preferences, interests & other things
Constantly searching
To see what it brings
Long Term, Short Term or just Friends
Who’s looking for what?
It all depends
Have kids, want kids, go to church?
Smoker, drinker?
So much to search
Average, slender, athletic or plus
Is it a deal breaker
Or worth the fuss
What is your job?
How much do you earn?
Is it a priority or minor concern
Single, Widowed, Separated, Divorced
So many options
To be enforced
Long gone… are the days of old
When you Courted someone
Letting things slowly unfold
We are now reduced to online meetings
Left checking the inbox
For our daily greetings
Slight vibrations quake my heart
I long to hear her silent tone
Intervals are my demise
Apoptosis in lovers cell?
Thoughts race towards self-destruction
Divers expect a fatal crash
No fulfillment, no peace of mind
Nymphos in catholic school
Emoticons con my emotions
Truth lays in these dotted eyes
Blue crashing waves pull me under
No more desire to fight this pool
Curb my cravings of fasting hunger
I delight through unspoken solitude
A heart that beats is one that lives
My heart waits to hear the tune
God told me my soul mate in Paradise
Fr. Jesus (Jess) Labor
Filipino is he
Supported him when he’s here
Was crazy on internet
Fell for the military man, Austin
Childhood friends researched Gen. Austin S. Miller
Scammer he is
Asked God for a family
Skeptical because different
Met this great man
Said has a daughter
Thought to be impossible
Nothing is impossible to God