Best Missing Someone Poems
There is something missing
I could never put my finger on it
I write to get out affection
But all of it just bottles up
I don't know what to do
I want someone that I can talk to
About everything
And not just a friend
I want it to be a girl
A girl is what I write for
Someone I can adore
It doesn't even have to be serious
I just want someone that I can talk with
In a flirtatious way
Call babe and all those names
Compliment her every time I see her
But apparently I am not desperate enough
Because there are people who like me
But I do not like back
I am too picky in my life
But I have this right
Yet every night I plight
That I need some girl to bring light
To my day
Someone to which I can say
"I love you"
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-Matthan C. Atherton
The heart gets calm
Memories become warm
Eyes start sprinkling
When something is missing
Someone scratches your nerves
Make you walk
Without a talk
Gets you in an ocean
Ocean of memories
Where you can either be in
Or be out from it
True happiness, or sadness
Comes from deep part
When you truely miss someone.
I know you love me
You say it
In every call you make
In every word you say
In every kiss
In every smile
And in every moment u share with me.....
You know i love you
In every No that means yes
In every touch
In every hug and
In every second that we spend together
Everytime i think of you am afraid of losing you cause a good heart like yours is rare
I would never change nor ask you to change anything that you are cause that makes the combo and the definition of who i fell inlove with except eating cooked bananas ??????
Its amazing how you know me and how you can calm the devil in me and thats the scariest thing ever
Cause my fear now is living "my life" without you...
When you miss someone so much all you think a bout is that person :-(
Shall I call?
I shan't, or won't or am too fearful
of my own rapidly fading shadow.
I see you from a distance
We moved closer, took a chance;
My knees grew weak
I am unable to…to speak!
You slay me, cut me to the bone
Such a beautiful specimen,
Such strength you possess
With just one kiss…one soft, kiss
I cannot breathe properly
You slide down your body!
An angel…an angel, comes in for the night
Finding shelter in my arms, seeking fulfillment,
Craving passionate satisfaction,
My body…my body, trembles in anticipation
Around and around my tongue it plays
Goading its longings like bird of prey,
Oh daughter of the night!
You have stolen my heart,
I belong to you…to only you
I want to please you, I want to tease you.
I…I crave for you, hunger so deep
My flesh quivers, shaken up,
Aroused beyond my control,
I will surely implode like petrol
Desire unbearable, time our mortal enemy
A need grows inside of me daily;
To become one being, to crawl inside you
Arms squeezing so tight, wrapped tight around you.
I will wait for your soft, curled vines,
The fake cascade causes tiny, unspecified water droplets to flow over it.
I will not wait for you to be a destined no man's land,
Nobody could allow you to be begotten by the tiny spikes.
I will wait for your buttery redemption,
With every penance, there is the rise of a new dawn.
Your sighs and sorrows are a tree full of grey leaves,
Except you, nobody can ever discern how thin the pinnacle of your chin is.
Is the river Life an overflowing drain to you?
Does the water flow like a train passing through narrow tunnels?
Is this river filled with empty sirens?
Or are they merely whispers in the language of our gurgles?
Nobody could define your silky cotton mood so well,
I misunderstood your appearance, as tattooed arms seem to be.
I want to rely on your ever-driven heart,
Just as a consummate river flows, bearing no dirt.
Is this river a phase?
Or is it just a stage?
You are the most inescapable desideratum to me,
And I am certainly conceded as an affluent hoarder.
The Last Halo of Hope.
Hope is mortal, not eternal.
Though it may feel like an eternity
Sitting in a chair by the window.
Gazing up and down the path that leads
?Up the hill and down to the canyon of your doorstep.?
Every morning, every evening, every day.?
Awaiting an answer to your prayer for your hope to be
restored.?
Resilience rewarded
Patience still burning brightly
Under your old photograph on the wall where you now live.
I’m not sad.?
No, sadness is just a passing rain to irrigate the eyes.?Instead, I’m a new planet
Ringed by the last Halo of a hope
Wrapped tightly around my head.
I should have seen
that everything was just words
before I was swimming
in an ocean of hurt.
The deepest depths of the sea
lurched towards me
and I inhaled water.
I welcomed it, lulled like a sailor
drawing ever closer to his end,
making his way to the siren
until with one final breath
he exhales his last
and she pulls him down with her.
Yes, I welcomed
the beauty of the ocean
knowing I would die
and there lies my body.
Can you see it?
That was me.
It drifts beneath the surface until
it will make it's way to the top
bobbing again
amongst the waves
but I'm still lifeless.
I feel nothing.
I see nothing.
There's no light
behind these eyes
because I drowned in water,
the thing that
should be healthy for you.
I guess that's what friendship is.
I guess that's what love is.
It makes you hate yourself.
Makes you wish
you'd never trusted anyone.
Nobody cared
because if they did
they would have told you
that they were going.
Not once but twice.
Gone are the days
of naively believing
that anyone actually
cherishes you.
Gone are the days.
You see yourself
for what you really are,
an object to be used
and then thrown away.
Had I known
I never would have trusted,
I never would have looked.
I would have left the sea
to walk on land
because the land
may be dry and barren
but at least the land is there.
The sea's waves come
and go as they please
and never cease
to leave
a corpse floating
like wood,
the wood that I cut
for my bed that I made
that wasn't stable.
Now I'm able to see
that I never mattered.
Now, I'm able to see.
Now I'm able to see that the sea,
the sea never loved me.
The sea was a lie.
The sea was a lie
and no matter how hard you try
you can't escape
the inevitable outcome
of it hitting your lungs
as you scream silently
and realize you're drowning.
That was almost two weeks ago.
I'm decomposing and bloated
amongst the waves.
They say that God saves
and maybe
He'll breath me back to life
but until then I float.
I float.
I drift and I float.
When I see a cloud floating in the air, I think it is an angel. As the dust of drawn comes rising up and the sparkles of the fading clouds move slowly along the shore, I think it's a wing floating among the clouds in the air. When the light of stars are in the air with a whoosh of wind, It must be a new soul passed on protecting us from doing bad and helping us cope dealing with grief. So tonight when you see a cloud, sunrise, or even stars; think of your loved ones or people close to you or are close to them and give them the tightest hug ever or say a positive word because you don't know how much that means to them!
When people leave in a certain way that they can never come back then the memories will kill. If they leave as this is in habit, you try hard to kill memories.
The late-night breeze slips through
The cracks in my door
Wrapped in sheets, stuck here
Memories of you flood my mind.
Like diving into an underwater cave
My thoughts delve deeper and deeper
The more they plunge, the darker it gets
Restoring memories long erased.
I’m there now, that night you cried
Right after we made love for the first time in the dark.
The harder I tried to console you
The further you slipped away, turning cold and blue.
If only you were here, tonight
We could revisit that very night.
This time, I'd go slower, gentler
Avoiding the issue that sparked our fight.
Special is the day
Deep in we believe
Its true we are even
Understanding is tough
But Trying through
Years pass by
And counts go high
Now down four
Still more and more
All ups and downs
All highs and lows
All tells the same
We be the same
Time time and time
Thats all we have
Thats all we need
Together to go
Rest is as rain
Cools and flows
Grows the good
As with bad
Choice in our hands
Right to be picked
Wrong to be dropped
Wish to be indeed
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
The brightest light in every
Room, Church,
Hall and building
That she
Ever entered.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
You never knew
How you lit up
A room, people’s lives
And their souls.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
You were strong till
Your final days,
Inspiring everyone whose
Paths crossed with your own.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
I’m writing this
To you,
For you,
Even though you’re
Not here to read it.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
I miss your black coat
I miss the fuzzy hood
I miss the nice dress,
With the matching nylons in tow.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
I’m trying every single day
To be strong just like
You,
But I have no idea
How to do what
You did.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
I miss your smile
I miss your voice
I miss your touch and
Your hugs.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
I blamed God for
A while.
Blamed him for illness,
Hardship,
Heartbreak.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
I’m trying to grow
In faith and love
Because of you.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
I wish you could have
Met my love
Known him
Loved him like your own
Grandson.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
I hope you’re watching
As I grow to love
That man
More and more
Everyday
Like you and grandpa did.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
I wish I would have
Gotten to see how
You and grandpa would
Dance the way mom says
You did.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
I hope you’re watching
As Syd navigates
Senior year
Conquering the music world
One solo at a time.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
We think of you
Everyday,
And dad says
By doing that
You’ll never fade away.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
I’ll bet you’re watching
Evelyn as she grows up
In the blink of a human eye.
To the strongest
Woman I’ve ever known,
I know you’re watching,
Prouder of all of us by the day,
But I wish you were still here
To laugh,
And sing,
And play cribbage…
I won’t ever let you fade away.
Those we love don't go away
They walk beside us everyday
And, I wish you knew her
When You’re A Good Man, Charlie Brown was running
I wish you would’ve seen her that night
Beaming with pride
At her grandchild who had been cast in the role
Of Snoopy as a freshman.
I wish you knew her
When she’d dress all up in her Packers gear on a Sunday
Even when they were having a ty season
And were probably going to lose for the third week in a row.
I wish you knew her
When she’d walk into church in the winter
Wearing the same black coat with the fluffy hood
Looking as extravagant as always.
I wish you knew her
When she embarrassed me at family dinner
After learning that I had sex ed for the first time
And screaming “Scrotum” across the house.
I wish you knew her
When she’d sit with me for hours
Doing handwriting workbooks, unknowingly
Instating my love for writing from the start.
I wish you knew her
When she’d carry out those little Kool Aid bottles
With the child proof tops
Cheering that none of us had fallen off our bikes.
I wish you knew her
When she’d make her famous red cake
Waiting for the moment when my mom’s face lit up
Even though she expected the cake every year.
I wish you knew her
When she’d call my mom up on a Saturday morning
Decide we are going out to lunch
And then take us shopping.
I wish you knew her
At back to school clothes shopping
When she’d look at us in awe while we paraded around
Showing off the matching outfits she’d picked for us.
I wish you knew her
Before her cancer
Before she lost her energy
And before we lost her forever.
I wish you knew her
Before we got that call with her diagnosis
So that you could’ve been by my side
While I watched her slowly waste away.
I wish you knew her
And I wish she knew you
I know she would’ve loved you
Just as much as I do.
I wish you knew her
In her happy, energetic days
Before her cancer took over
And took her away.
I wish you knew her
And loved her like your own
So you could’ve seen her
For the hero I’ve always known.
I love you, Grandma.