Best Lovepain Poems
Wit each line my soul drift away.
Heart still aching so each night I pray.
Life consume with pain veins fill with rage.
Mind still enslave.
Yet still standing tall until you put me in my grave.
Overwhelm with pride so i refuse to die.
So each night I am (smoking) levitating through the sky.
Conquer love can't you see the fire in my eyes.
Natural born leader but a king with you by my side.
Speaking the truth not uttering one lie.
Still feeling pain but my heart will never die.
Cause in your arms I will always be alive.
Making your pain mine the new Bonnie and Clyde
I still feel my life like sand through your fingers
Falling in the winds swish and rumble of the world
And in every grain of my being lingers
Still the roar of pain in the silence where I am hurled
Sand is in my eye, Each grain a different memory
Salt the tears I cry, Each pain a different history
I dreamed of you all my life, and desired that you yield
Only long enough for me to yield my all to you
But just when love rose like a Babel me, I could not seal
Your faith in simple truth, nor pride my care renew
We were as broken as a tide
Each drift of separation became more wide
Ah, but it was not you nor I at fault for fear but us
For in all the time we loved before we came to this
With only a fragment of the self and full of old dust
And broken in the place where life stores its bliss
Today I think, would I have given all before
To sit on sand and watch us united as we soar
You rushed me into it, and there my weakness began
For somehow I see in soaring birds also a dance
And every dance is perfect when led by the man.
And shall I learn again to be strong now, and find my chance
Sand is in my eye, each grain a different memory
Salt the tears I cry, each pain a different history.
In the darkness there are places
That no one's ever seen
Guarded by a wicked one
A kind of devilish fiend
He rejoices over heartaches
And revels in our cries
He causes pain I can't explain
With love as his disguise
He catches all our teardrops
And brews them into tea
He drinks it with our broken dreams
That keep him company
He mocks us when we cannot sleep
In dark and lonely places
He reminds us of the love we lost
And shows us all their faces
Wayward hope become his teeth
To chew our broken smiles
He decorates his domicile
With all our pain filled files
In the darkness there are places
You will never wanna see
Guarded by a wicked one
Known as "Misery"
Wishing Heart
No more pain inside your heart
No more sorrow in your soul
Of all the things I could wish for
My wishes are for those
No more tears for you to cry
No more sadness in your eyes
No more doubt
And no more pain
To see you standing tall
Washed by your own laughing rain
Of all the things I could want for more
My wishes are for you
Though the scars will still remain
For me to heal them once again
To see you as you were meant to be
A beauty who is free
I would give my heart and my life
To see you as you were meant to be
Free of the pain inside your heart
Free of the sorrow in your soul
Of all the things I could wish for
My wishes are for those
Free of the tears that you’ve cried
Free of the sadness in your eyes
Free of the doubt
Free of the pain
To see you standing tall
Washed by your own laughing rain
I awaken to a new day once more
The loneliness still tears my world apart
Summer days spent walking along the shore
There is a constant pain inside my heart
A solemn sunrise, just another day
Memories take me to another time
The anguish I feel never goes away
Each day is another mountain I climb
My arms reach out in the still of the night
When I wake I’ll find them empty again
I long for those days when it all was right
I feel my tears as I remember when
Emptiness as I face each tomorrow
A solemn sunrise brings pain and sorrow.
It was a tear to fill an ocean,
just one, crystal clear,
contained the pain of yester year,
the weight of all the lies.
Just one, crystal clear,
that tear, clutched all I’ve ever feared;
the weight of all the lies.
Very small in size, but yet,
that tear, clutched all I’ve ever feared
contained the pain of yester year,
very small in size, but yet,
it was a tear to fill an ocean.
A token of love once handed down,
as His life giving blood, dropped steadily to the ground.
Horrifically abused, unmercifully accused,
nailed to the cross to suffer our dues.
Stripped of all pride, mocked and scorned,
what did He do, and what have we learned?
No crime did He ever commit, nor none did He do,
unless love has become a crime, then He was guilty that's true!
Through all His suffering that day, He still had compassion for me and for you,
through the pain of it all He asked for forgiveness for us, something He did not have to do!
As the pain reached heights so hard even for Him to bear,
He could have called down heaven to take Him out of there.
But true to bear this was the bitter cup that was placed in His hand,
an on that cross He suffered a mortal death that to this day is so hard to understand.
He was our bridge, our link, our only means of salvation,
Our Christ, our perfect love, our only true chance, our one affirmation!
A winged figure flies alone.Searching for the one he calls his own.Softly whispering to the
girl of his dreams,sitting there on the rock by the stream…
…She looks into the crystal depths,where past ,present,and future is kept.In her mind
memories drift in and out.She listens now to someone else’s shouts…
…A winged figure stands alone,watching his love in a pain of her own…
…The pain of seeing and knowing.The years of heartache are showing.The lines etched in
her face are deep,and her violet eyes are troubles keep…
…But the fire burns within her still.It gives her hope and strengthens her will…
…She prefers to be alone these days,secluded in her forest maze.The visions aren’t so bad
out here.The silence helps to keep her mind clear.
But there is one thing she doesn’t understand.Why the visions don’t come with the strange
meloncholy man?A striking figure who moves with grace,always a sad smile upon his face.
He visits her sometimes at night.Then disappears as if he took flight.But she doesn’t question
where he’s from.She tends to feel lighter when he comes.
A little of the burden is lifted.He says she’s not cursed but gifted.He seems to feel her pain as
if it were his own.A kindred spirit,maybe,perhaps she’s not alone.
wherever you go...wherever you are...no matter how near...no matter how far
somebody loves you
somebody misses sweet kisses and sour delights
pleasure and pain in the middle of the night
shake, rattle and roll till the rooster crows
you're like a river that flows...bold dark beauty with eyes that see through me and my see and my through soul...smooth sailing on rugged roads...precious jewel in a jagged stone
queen on a throne...beaten and battered i'm blackened and blue...remember the time
somebody loves you
somebody waits as minutes drag along...every tick and every tock gets me further from home
gone like a ghost i burn with desire
with rage now i pause...can't take the pain of a lonely lost cause
shooting for the stars and hitting a full harvest moon...remember the night
somebody loves you
wherever you roam...wherever you rest...in a nest without thorns you flew as i slept
like an angel in Heaven and an eagle that soars into that 4ever blue
the past is the past and nothing is new...remember this rhyme
somebody loves you
It burns like it’s the fire in Hell,
It hurt’s as my soul wept..!!
The hurt brings me the pain unknown;
As I live with a wounded soul..!!
Hate, such a dark feeling,
Yet, can’t help but feel..!!
Bad of other’s is not what I want..;
Yet, can’t stop my mind from wishing..!!
Ma heart works hard to fight..;
Yet, can’t win over the hate that grows within..!!
Hate, such a dark feeling,
Yet, can’t help but feel..!!
Forgiveness, is what’s right,
Yet, can’t forget that pain..!!
Betrayed is worse than being killed,
Yet, can’t die & am forced to live..!!
Shame, is all the past brings..;
Along with the tears for my hearts plight..!!
Forgiveness, is what’s right,
Yet, can’t forget that pain..!!
It burns like it’s the fire in Hell,
It hurt’s as my soul wept..!!
The pain brings me the pain unknown;
As I live with a wounded soul..!!
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Her body was a wonderland for him to explore
Because he could and because she gave it all
He had tasted this before and now he finds it hard to stop
Life’s most exotic desire
he craves it like a malnourished child. she pops,
His ecstasy, she wanted love and they made it
In his car and in a sea of blankets, the sea parted
Like Jesus and the miracle
They never stopped exploring, learning, trying
Feb 14th they played harder , she offered him more than he asked
Fulfilled dreams and fantasies,
While She lay waiting in the promises and Her unknown pain
The pain was unknown to Her yet She knew
But She held on to the faith, in the belief
That this was something special
For Her and for Him
But She waited at the corner of His house, in the cold
The wind cutting Her, deep slashes across Her eyes so that She wouldn’t see
For they had love to share, to embrace
Love that She felt for the first time, Her heart had weakened and wanted to be looked after
But it ended, Her pain continued, and like a cycle He returned
This time the promises felt real, the love felt true, and the bond was growing
But the night was misty and it stayed like that for very long time.
The black cloud followed Her everywhere but She was not aware
Not aware that the storm was going to fall and Her tempest would awaken.
That the curtains had not changed and the show still continued.
The sheets on which She held on to him stroking His hair, telling Him of Her love
he used it unlawfully and through the night
A sweaty tangle of sheets
she begged for more
And so one day Her and His Destructed. Her life was taken for granted
Her love was toyed with, Her trust destroyed and Her pain became known
Her inner pain She avoided, surfaced and took Her breath away
She doesn’t walk away but watches Him walk away from Her.
She will never know the full truth, the mist is not yet close to clearing up
But She continues on suffocating and burning
Waiting impatiently for the day She can breathe and let go.
God Save Her Soul. It Cries.
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They'll be tears on my pillow tonight,for me it seems like fate.
That every time I trust I lose, and usually all to late.
The pain of false affections can wound a peaceful soul.
Send it spinning the wrong direction, toward a dark and lifeless hole.
Of pain I know much, but keep it deep inside.
My pleasures though their few, I do not choose to hide.
Life will continue on, and I must make my way.
Tomorrow is on the horizon, and past will be this day.
Maybe I'll find that someone, or maybe he'll find me.
Someday, somewhere we'll meet, if it's truly meant to be.
Crushes come in rushes of minuscule pain
once you get started you're never the same
take me or leave me is the offer you make
you fail to just take what is at stake
If you crush on someone they'll crush you right back
with so much pain that your skull wants to crack
so ask just one question, do you like pain?
'cause if you don't this is all in vane.
If you pass this, loves first little test
then you are given a shot to the chest
right in the heart the first blow will sting
but not to give up you see, that is the thing
It may be painful and full of remorse
but just remember, get back on that horse
so never give up on the hearts endless fight
just remember the pain you feel's right.
A very Beautiful Woman, with long Flowing Raven Hair : excites the Heart
Her Cherubim face, the body of a goddess , God’s Perfection : Heavenly ART
Deep Brown Eyes, searching the Skies ; Seeking the Relief of “ SORROW “
Looking AWAY “from Today” ALWAYS Remembers “ Yesterday ‘ - “ TOMORROW “
Forlorn ; These Tearful EYES , Cry : “ dry “ , unloosens the Pain of a Broken Heart
The Pain never Ceases ; The Heartbeat Increases ; an Ebony work of “ A R T “
YOU Know That YOUR LOVED Ones : Wait ; at the “ PEARLY GATE “
Life in YOUR Eyes : Tears do not Cry anymore : such is the Lonesome’s : “ FATE “
The Pain I Feel when I Look into YOUR , Doe Brown Eyes Eyes So Full of “ SORROW “
Sorrow I have Seen the Mystery of the Past : In the History of LIFE “I See :
"T O M O R R O W”
So Many Prayers , I have Prayed For YOU; Please do not Prove Me : Am I UNTRUE ??
The Silence of a Roaring Tear Sliding down YOUR Cheek : Is Well Over DO
Tears are red Flags, of Desperation: The Tears in YOUR Eyes : “ INSPIRATION “
I feel YOUR Pain, YOUR Agony, YOUR Loss of a LOVED One, the eyes of Creation
Eyes of LOVE , that burrows into Your Soul , Eyes of LOVE; in Sadness
Never " Grow "
Like the aging of the Magnificent Oak; the Sorrow of ages Spoke: in Her Eyes
Forever " Glow "
Inspired By a Blog Picture of Constance La France
~ Dedicated To Constance La France a Rambling POET
With LOVE : ALWAYS - Constance ’ YOUR Liege…Harry ( HG )
my heart aches for you
trying to burst out
the more i think
the more my chest hurts
screaming your name inside
it fills with pain to cry
cant you hear me
as i step slowly behind
following, so i can realize
the mistake i have done to you
the harm that causes
you to become weak
to the point where your tears
are like rain drops slowly
it comes down
so much that it turns cold
i have made you into
another person
i'm sorry, i'm sorry
i want to wisper to you
over and over
i love you
to the point where
i want you to be with me
i love you
to the point where
i want you to love me back
i cant help it if i wish to
stay asleep in my dream
where theres no demon
to break us apart
no stupid talk about us
all i want is for them to leave us alone
the pain screaming not at you
but at those idiots, thinking they know
when the story didnt even end
i'm going crazy isnt that enough
i'm standing here, not on my knees, not yet
but still beggin people to leave us alone
let us run the story
let us love each other like
how it was like how it should
let us, just let us, please?
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