Feelings Poems | Examples of Feelings Poetry

Clouds heartshaped breaking The downpours between us separating Wrong to say I am in love Wrong to seep in with this water that's kissing and falling. God, you drip so much into me. The petrichor ~ on me ~ you fear The petrichor ~ on you ~ you fear The sky's cracks will slowly heal to blue I will remember tight each tear for...

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If home is a place Then I lost my map Hearts got misplaced  Vocal cords snap I scream and yell for one more chance Then beg and plea for some closure My legs are tired of this dance Now I've lost my composure  Teary eyed and red Weight gained and lost All the blood I've shed Promises given with fingers crossed Lies spread around Passing from friend to...

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his lips slipped upon mine; into dreaming in the satellite of fall's chaste shadows sphered by the last cast of summer streaming onto our free skin, sunk in the shallows our first kisses, our first mature outlet for a latent love now bursts in our ears from seeds sown in spring's bosom, mere trinket, our little love, hedging, a nest appears underneath the...

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The days crack like porcelain under the heel of my wanting. I am a spine of restless birds, feathers slick with salt and early light— my mouth tasting the metal of doors I have not opened. They ask me why. Why walk without a destination? Why carry a compass if you don’t believe in north? I tell them— the road does not need an ending to be...

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When we first met it was in a room of the unknown. Your background was of a woman’s silhouette. A mysterious picture of a person that was questioning everything I did not know who you were! All I saw was your words of a beautiful question Those words in the beginning I do not remember as I only remember speaking...

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Deep in to the shivering waves of mood, have just met the other me, through hundreds of inner layers, unbeknown to myself they swarmed like thousands of prayers. A lifetime of constant spirited battle where tumultuous emotions can not be settled. All those other exhibited faces that have me defined, yet many of them still non-obedient in being refined. Now, my...

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I moved into Rochdale in 1964 My Grandparents and I moved in together We will not be discussing our ages Just Rochdale and its amazes History with a continued stride As a start off, I who can forget the ROCHDALE MOVIE THEATER On any given Saturday, it would be a sit down and watch movie flicks James Bond 007 and Ten Little...

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Living under the influence of a lifestyle so exotic, wrapped up in appearance. An unrequited luxury, I am the fire not the smoke show. Inspired on a budget. The purity of an orchid, that magic lies in hard to grow. You have the only one. Such a lovely fragrant flower, Italy’s perfect cannoli, rich enough for my blood. No cash but I’ve...

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Tingly skies full of surprise oh how I love when with surmise, the little rascal aims his dart as if it were, poetic art ! His countenance reeks of admiration, which speech can't disguise— but much of this—his...

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LOVE Search for love It's all around you You need love to get by in this world Every day, you will learn about love Sometimes it's hard to give out love To love someone has many meanings It comes down to how you feel Attract someone you just met Love in the long run May change your life forever And in the very end, you might Have...

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I walk alone where the frost bites deep, Where silence howls and shadows creep. The world forgot me—left me bare, A ghost among the living air. I cry, but echoes mock my plea, No arms, no voice, no sanctuary. Yet still I breathe, though breath feels thin— A...

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To whom this may concern What lesson am I to learn? Let the bridges burn Nowhere left to turn... Lie to me and tell me everything is okay Talk to me, your words decay Lie to me and tell me I should stay Wish this feeling would just go away Why is love so easily said When will I get out of my head?...

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down on the floor hands and feet would lift me ~ i was a plane blew up balloons she made me animals ~ i was dazzled taught me stitches loved skilled embroidery ~ i was craft sown drew paper dolls sketched with clothes to cut out ~ i was prized fun read tales aloud fueled my fantasies ~ i was book hooked spent time with me shared skills and joys with...

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Sweet tea and tongues spill the cream. Loose lips chew ice cubes and a story, twisting it slightly to fire up a regime. Unsettling words come out in a stream becoming more and more accusatory. Sweet tea and tongues spill the cream. Getting jollies while cooking a scheme they sell something as simple as glory. Twisting it slightly to fire...

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Pastel flowers and velvet greens quickly matured through July days; refining fullness, but alas surrendering to August's phase. Too soon, this time will quickly pass unveiling hints of Autumn's blaze. ...

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