Best Love Hurts Poems

For One Pass Of Your Breath

you write your words and they make me cry
you write those word and you know i die
but i've died so often now

i held you in my arms while you smelled my hair
i saw that pretty little smile you saved for me

we always ran 
too wild to walk

 it takes two to tango
only one to pirouette

when you did your round about
turned over every single  leaf
left me out alone 
in the dead of spring

or 
was it winter, 
it must of been
'cause i know i almost froze

you kissed me 
back when we first met
we kissed a lot 
way back then
how you loved my lips
the touch of my skin

your thick black mane 
how you'd whip it back
exposing yourself all bare
we never turned off the lights
or ever said hush

do you still own those dice
the ones in gold 
with embedded gems in black

you use to love to roll them
 rolled those snake eyes that bit
i'd swallow the poison like lemonade

stripped naked, 
handcuffed and whipped
your ceramic nails 
tearing at me
my flesh on them 
the blood on my back

i didn't know 
 wore my white shirt
'till someone screamed
from behind it was red
i dripped on the floor 
like a lit candle

melted like a witch 
drenched in Dorothy's water
you clicked your ruby heels
and you were gone
i wasn't in Kansas anymore

walked around with a briefcase 
in my Armani suit
i never shed a tear
bedded woman half my age

they lined up in droves 
to be with this broken man
i would yell like a cowboy
riding a bucking bronco
and i never fell

i was the man 
everybody told me so
i would smile shyly 
 thank them their praise

but i knew who i was
make no mistake 
every rodeo has its clowns
 I wasn't the matador
even though I spoke fluent bull

the only knifes i carried were in my back
do you remember my white shirt
the whole time i justified me to me

by not thinking
by not talking
by not listening
by not wishing 
or even dreaming

we both knew there was a gun in my briefcase
we both knew I would never use it
didn't own any bullets
still i pulled the trigger
some joy in that 
pointed to my head

click, nothing 

and when I saw you yesterday
and I held my breath for longer then I ever had
i thought the room would never stop spinning
i remember we spoke

how i saw it in yours eyes
as plain as day

regret

you knew of my success
how fine i looked
in my silk woven garb

you said
drinks?

but i looked at my watch
asked for a raincheck

you'd have none of it

and i think your teeth fell out
when i walked          anyways

I didn't understand your look
you knew i had a backbone
you know i never flinch

that's the story of life
take it when you got it

with some guys there are no be backs

my legs were like led as i walked away

and i could hear your tears
but i don't care much for phonies

you threw it all away
when you decided 
to look the other way
it broke me inside
i'd never be the same

i never turned to look 
yesterday

slept the same as always
four hours tops
nothings changed

i'd give my right arm
for one pass of your breath 
against my lips

but my soul?

never!...i'll live with the pain.

and other man stare
and other man wish
quietly yearning to be me

you know i want to laugh
success is like a flashy book cover
the cover is what sells the book
nobody bothers to read it
but they know the jacket by heart

set up a turnstile in my house
watch the ladies come and go

never let them get close
never invite the nice ones
the good ones the real ones

never want to hurt anyone
never want them to hurt like me
to hurt like me
hurt like me
like me

me?

i'd give my right arm
for one pass of your breath 
against my lips...

Maurice Yvonne
27~10~2014
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Contest: Whatever
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A

Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014

Reflection of an old man

As I gaze upon a frail old man opposite me
He looks at me and a smile appears on his face
I decide to stop and talk to him for a while
To reflect upon those years gone by
Old man, where has your life gone?
Time has flown by, doesn't life moves so fast
Can you remember when you were younger?
Handsome man with long dark hair, the ladies loved,
but its all gone now, not even any grey patches
A gleam in your eye just like James Dean,
but your face is old and wrinkly now
Your hands were so strong, but now shake and shiver
Like a stallion, your strength was of legends,
but through the years you became so weak and fragile
Do you remember all the loves?
All those hearts your broke?
The one that broke your heart?
I know she skips through your mind from time to time
Such a beautiful woman, full of class,
you thought one day you would marry,
have lots of children and die happy.
Funny how life works out, how it never goes to plan
What you have today is never what you thought it would be
Do you remember all those who hurt you?
Through time you learnt to forgive,
life is too short for grudges
I know you miss your real beloved,
your precious mother, who sacrificed her life for you
Who held you so close the day you were born,
sadly, you lost her so young
Life was hard with so much poverty,
and I know you wonder what happened to your childhood,
but you got through and learnt how to spread love
You didn't let the demons defeat you,
because your were drawn to the angels
Think about all the happiness you brought,
how many tears you wiped away and how you listened
But what about those dreams you had?
Do you have many regrets? 
Or is life too short for that?
Do you feel you have left behind a legacy?
I see loneliness in your eyes,
everyone you loved, has left in the end.
Are you happy with what you will leave behind?
Do you like what you see in the mirror?

As, I turn away from the mirror,
and tears roll down my face
I think to myself, what happened to the fun and the adventure
Whatever happened to all those passengers?
What happened to me?
But, then I remind myself,
life is what it is and everything happens for a reason
Some you win, some you lose
Life is too short for regret
It's good to reflect, but also good to be content...

The Silent One
24 September 2015

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

Yesterday's Fragile Truth

Betrayal has devastated your heart,
blocking love’s magic before it can start.
And depression's quagmire, entraps your soul,
as disparaging lies exact their toll.

Chameleon clouds change, to match your mood,
releasing teardrops emotions have brewed.
And your heart breaks from the weight of the pain,
as monsters hide in the thoughts of the sane. 

A fickle sun no longer shares its light,
sulking within shadows, gathered by night.
And feigning feelings, you struggle to cope,
for counterfeit smiles, leave no room for hope.

The specter of fear that penetrates dreams,
fuels frightening bouts of silent screams.
And exiting the tunnel, there’s no light,
for the future’s foggy, obscured by fright.

The promise of tomorrow made to youth,
was written on yesterday’s fragile truth.
For happiness, is a word without weight, 
it's simply a moment devoid of hate.

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2017

When love dies

my soul was unknown
until your love laid its foundations
in the magnificence of your beauty
each rose had an aromatic splendour
each taste a sweet distinction
we floated under the elegance of the moon
and embraced the light of the stars
the sun became jealous 
from the warmth we portrayed

you always claimed
love is felt and never seen
but
then your vision vanished
and in your departure
you took all my power
my sight became blind
you misplaced my heart
and i know
i didn't even plead for you to stay
there was no need to apologise
i wished you all the best in your life
but
it hurt
and it hurts
and
i forgot how to feel special
and
i want to feel special again
won't you make me feel special again

just for a moment
remove your veil
then i'm sure i would die a man content
but
you only reveal
what you want me to see
ignorant to my yearnings
to be saved from darkness

envious eyes
tried to silence my pen
yet you did not see the pain
nor understand my fears
the showers in april led to
lustful lies in a deceitful december
and
all i ever wanted
was just one glimpse
to ease the pain
so i write
the simplest of simple musings

everyday my heart seemed to break that little more
now pieces lay on the floor 
in a pool of sadness 
with nobody here to sweep them away
and
i know i promised not to cry
but the tears wash away the misery
you took away my only dream
which i thought only belonged to me

i have no where to run
no where to hide
your scent has deprived me from all nutrients
as each second ticks by
slowly a little piece of me dies
can't you see you don't have time

now
each rose has no splendour in its aroma
every taste has a bitter distinction
the moon has lost its elegance
the stars refuse to shine
the sun is so majestic in the sky

oh beloved
i hope you find your peace
i hope you find the home you search for
i hope you find the love you crave

and
i know you will be happy without me
now
our song plays softly in my mind
as your vision becomes a distant shadow
slowly eyes become dilapidated
and
i promise there is nothing to forgive
delicate sounds ease my soul
remember
i loved you until my last breath

The simplest of simple musings
Silent One
11 May 2017

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2017

Waiting for love

Oh beloved, where have you gone?
The echoes of your voice still haunt my mind
I'm calling your name, but you don't hear me
My tongue never tires from it.
But, my soul feels restless,
it dances alone in the pale moonlight.
My eyes turn to you,
they need guidance, but are blinded by your disappearance.
My heart falls upon deafness of the ears.
Which tire from its cries. 
It's beating, but only to call your name. 
The blood may rush around, but nothing excites the mind,
until you reappear
Oh beloved, come back to me
For, it is just you I seek
You arrived, in my hour of need when I was so lost
Come, come, come set me free,
from the chains of your everlasting love
Since you went away, you took with you my heart
Oh beloved, if you don't want to stay before my eyes,
then, return to me my fragile heart
Why present me with such riches,
only to take them away.

5 September 2015

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015

Words lost in silence

Goodbye my beloved, guess this is the end,
too much has happened for our hearts to mend.
Since, I became a victim of your wrath,
my soul still ventures upon sorrows path.

I searched within the corridors of your heart,
to find in your performance, I play no part.
Forgive me, for no longer I shall follow,
seeing that your heart has become so hollow.

Words lost in silence, mean we don't exist,
now my lonely heart must learn to subsist.
Your emotions change with each new season,
that explains why you left without a reason.

Oh lovers, remember those who light the lamp,
are also the ones to douse it like a scamp!

Silent One
28 December 2016

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2016

Gentle Summer Rain

She writes about Fall's beauty in the rain 
The falling raindrops' dance ascribing thence 
Bespoken verse that lightens her refrain 
before the time they met - her steps commence. 

She listens to the soft and rhythmic thrum, 
her love turned to escape and cloudy string 
Where nimbus mistletoe fell, tears to become 
Their kiss of Autumn was symbolic ring. 

The first light cotton mists with summer rays 
While skyward cheerful laughs adorn the land, 
their ceremonial dance diffuses grays, 
affectionate embrace, where dreams expand. 

Upon September's sky the raindrops gleam 
With half of hidden Sun to laugh and beam.



--------- 8-29-13

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2013

Emotional ghost

Abandoned
just when I needed you most
Departing
leaving behind an emotional ghost
Pain
it hurts so much
Sorrow
tears won't stop
Promises
broken without any thought
Regret
too late to be sorry
Communication
broken down without dialogue
Actions
no substance in the performance

You promised to wipe away my tears
to hold me in this world full of fears
through my most severe trials and tribulations 
guaranteed to love me without confrontations

Walking away believing no one exists for you
leaving everything deluded by what is not true
Bitter, stubborn, ignorant to how I am feeling
oblivious to that heart you are warily stealing

Nocturnal animal you stay awake at night
reluctantly sleeping at the sight of light
Open your mind and enable your heart to feel
think carefully - this could be your final meal

I yearn for you, like the night lingers for the stars
because when love is true like romantic memoirs
even those who in haste - foolishly depart
the heart will never let them stay apart

The Silent One
17 November 2015

Valley of broken hearts

My heart is a haunted secret of spirits from times gone by,
a heart desiccated from this so called tangled state of mind.
Angels flock and silently watch, as demons circulate devotedly,
to witness the end to a battle between right and wrong.
At a crossroad, I sit patiently balancing the process of thought,
caught up in the heart's desire to conquer the acumen of the mind.
To say goodbye to the love that will reluctantly, be left behind,
to venture to new pastures with the hope of a love that waits patiently.
Caught up in the taboo of doubt with shadows lurking close by,
persistent demons try to lead me upon the valley of broken hearts.
My soul is a masquerade of uncontrollable emotions,
suffocating me slowly admonishing me about the ghost of regret.
Trapped in a cage, my wings are clipped preventing me to venture forward,
how I long to escape from the prison of ignorance and judgement.
The door is ajar yet the mental chains are firmly in place,
so, I conclude to break my own heart as demons leave in disappointment.

Trashed #2, sponsor, Broken Wings
18 August 2015
The Silent One

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015

A time to say goodbye

Are you convinced you want to say goodbye?
Trust me darling you're making a mistake.
If you do not care, then why do you cry?
You can't hide your feelings; behaving fake.

Trust me darling you're making a mistake.
As fire turns to ash your words disintegrate.
You can't hide your feelings; behaving fake.
I'll shine like a diamond, you'll know your fate.

As fire turns to ash your words disintegrate.
Destiny guides towards an unknown path.
I'll shine like a diamond, you'll know your fate.
Be careful my love, world has too much wrath.

Destiny guides towards an unknown path.
Shadows disappear, washed away in rain.
Be careful my love, world has too much wrath.
My heart will heal, it does not live in pain.

Shadows disappear, washed away in rain.
I will not blame you for starless night skies.
My heart will heal, it does not live in pain.
No tears shed, you shall never hear my cries.

I will not blame you for starless night skies.
I know it is clouds that disguise the moon.
No tears shed, you shall never hear my cries.
Nothing lasts forever, some leave too soon.

I know it is clouds that disguise the moon.
Like weather, memories drift in the air.
Nothing lasts forever, some leave too soon.
Fragile blossoms perish without good care.

Like weather, memories drift in the air.
What we believed, died a premature death.
Fragile blossoms perish without good care.
Like promises to love, until last breath.

What we believed, died a premature death.
Sandman declined to bring dreams, we hoped for,
like promises to love, until last breath.
Don't look back when you walk through that door.

Sandman declined to bring dreams, we hoped for.
Lovers cannot continue to be friends.
Don't look back when you walk through that door,
broken hearted, hoping the torment ends. 

Lovers cannot continue to be friends.
If you do not care, then why do you cry?
Broken hearted, hoping the torment ends, 
Are you convinced you want to say goodbye?

25 April 2016
The Silent One

10 syllables per line.

I was challenged by a Malaysian friend to do 10 stanza, so I did 11!
Pantoum poem
A rare form of poetry. It is composed of a series of quatrains; the second and fourth lines of each stanza are repeated as the first and third lines of the next. This pattern continues for any number of stanzas, except for the final stanza, which differs in the repeating pattern. The first and third lines of the last stanza are the second and fourth of the penultimate; the first line of the poem is the last line of the final stanza, and the third line of the first stanza is the second of the final. Ideally, the meaning of lines shifts when they are repeated although the words remain exactly the same: this can be done by shifting punctuation, punning, or simply recontextualizing.
It odes not have to rhyme nor have a syllable restriction.

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2016

Love is for the brave

Love is not a concept for afraid sheep
who run in fear when danger creeps
it is a concept for lions who remain brave
forever fighting for the beloved they crave

Oh enchanting sweetheart of mine
my loyalty for you will never decline
my words are not for the hypocrite
spoken sincere, honest and legitimate 

When days are dark - reach out to me
my devotion towards you is for eternity
when you smile - let us dance and rejoice
together we sing with a melodious voice

Surrender the doubts you secretly hold
paranoid suspicions only make you cold
aware of the dream I want to accomplish
to exist in your adoration - my final wish

The Silent One
2 January 2016