Crying Boyfriend Poems | Examples

These Crying Boyfriend poems are examples of Boyfriend poems about Crying. These are the best examples of Boyfriend Crying poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberHe Is The One For Me

He helps me untangle these binding chains
Of my old lingering depressive growing pains.
His love warms me like the blood in my veins.
He loves me despite me crying heavy rains.

He holds me like he holds himself to his word.
I begin to feel free and less like a caged bird.
His devotion manifested from my foreword.
He helps me see how my negativity's absurd.

He soothes with simple yet true proclamation:
He'll never abandon me, as he has dedication.
He tells me to think of him in each affirmation.
He teaches me I needn't suffer self-affliction.

He speaks to me in terms of soul to soul.
His love always making me feel so whole.
Someday for us our wedding bell shall toll.
His love perfectly fills my heart's empty hole.


Premium MemberPatience, Impatience

My heart is always willingly, patiently waiting
For the life I think you and I will be creating.
But my mind is going stir-crazy wondering
When it is the next time you will be coming.

My soul is knowingly, faithfully waiting
For your further, deepening awakening.
But my ego is desperately reaching
For your affectionate acknowledging.

My body is longingly, achingly waiting
For an embrace that is so tenderly soothing.
But my being feels your own soul lingering
In my room, beyond an illusion that is fading.

My heart patiently paints a future so loving,
For you're the one for which I was searching.
But my mind's always impatiently crying
For our life I see: a life finally worth living.

Premium MemberPlay Ground Love

Slide down the slide
Next let’s
Ride on the merry go round
Wind blows
Tears burns my eyes...
In the sand box.
Seesaw's up,
My sides down.
I carry the weight.
You’re up
I jump off,
You’ll fall
To the ground
Bang.!
Crying and snot
I let you fall
Why, because
I love you a lot!

Premium MemberI Write Myself Across the Distance

I speak soft words into this microphone Embrace you when you lie down to sleep Wrap my arms around you While I cannot see you While my words falter and halt But you do not care I smile sweet tears of love into the microphone Grin broadly with you Laugh so hard over our silly jokes But I want to kiss you Feel your lips on mine See your mocha-eyes for real I love you, you know that? I do I wrap my thoughts around your image My poetry around your being My everything into your arms I write myself across the distance But I am crying with loneliness

Premium MemberLanguage of Love

"We both are fluent in the language of love And I want to make sweet poetry with you" I write my words across your chest My single letters haltingly slow down Incoherently forming new words Lining up in sentences withheld Crying for attention Your name a foreign sound A word without meaning Forming strings of small pearls And I see a thousand times your name In a million different colours Exploding in the air like small poems Or fireworks Or stars in the firmament Of our selves *** Meme by Mel Leach Quote by Jason Williams Poem by Darren White November 24, 2016


Premium MemberWithout You

All I ever do is dream about you
I dream of your eyes…
And the beauty inside them
I dream of your arms…
And how they've held me so tightly
I dream of your love…
And then I start crying
Because alone in the night, I realize
My dreams can never come true...
without you!

Premium MemberFirst Love

Tongue tied, playing the fool
That day I met you, by the pool
First I splashed you, when I jumped in
Not the right way, for me to begin

Then again, I'm only Seven
You're grown up, I think you're Eleven
You gave me that look, a terrible glare
You had spent hours, working on your hair

I shrugged my shoulders, spashed you again
You said "you idiot, why are you such a pain?"
My friends all laughed, they thought I was cool
When you started crying, I felt like a tool

Romance never happened, there was another guy
He came and grabbed me, punched me in the eye
You said to stop it, he's just a little squirt
The punch not so bad, but the comment really hurt

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