For Him Poems | Examples of For Him Poetry

The fingers crawled over my lips, each step a crunch on my parched soul - lullaby for my desires But where’s the wind ? Where was it, before the drizzle? The crawl slithered into sleek curling my lips into his mouth like a prey, I panted in his loop struck by the venom of his kiss I strangled reaching for the antidote...

Continue reading...

Don't go please I beg Be strong girl you said You left me in the med Took ahead your steps Tell me why please ! I dreamt abt sitting with you beside river I want you to come closer Wanna put my head on your shoulder Just wanna be your lover I thought I found you as a treasure But you...

Continue reading...

I don't want to imply that it was bad. but what I've seen is drenched in black. And I don't want to feel this way for you. So scrape me out of you, and I'll lead you out of me. I don't want to live this way for you. Only time will tell how this will end there's to many scars...

Continue reading...

Sunday 2025.05.25 This morning, I arrived at the Station, Gave the Swan Hill V-Line train a miss, The same train which I travelled Exactly one year ago. When I had a relaxing and peaceful time, At the border of NSW and Victoria. It turned out I should catch the missed train, To take me to Kangaroo Flat, One stop away from Bendigo. What significant thing...

Continue reading...

A gift two give A gift two receive A gift unlike we've ever known A gift we will keep when ever grown A miracle this gift we do believe Our blessed child we did conceive...

Continue reading...

I buried your voice. How? Echoes of my apologies. They hit nothing but the cold stone. So hard the cliff splintered— Killing the cries before they ever...

Continue reading...

you built a throne out of your own reflection, mistook your arrogance for eloquence, try to resurrect what you helped desecrate, your ego arrived before you did, while your sense of self suffered every silence was a threat. you dissect with vocabulary but cannot name your own loneliness. you mistook softness for submission, pauses for praise. and when I left, you called it cowardice, as if...

Continue reading...

"The silence fades with a soft embrace" but strokes my soul like butterfly dreams, whilst words unsaid lace the amethyst air with strings of silver and citrine ~ clutching metaphors to the moon’s nectarine, like a love rhyme written in tears never seen. Tonight, in the hushed heat of starlight, I trace your initials with ink and sighs, craving to be heard amidst...

Continue reading...

Season of violet grief A day of navy oaths The weather a dim pink hush— ghosts of past, my muse. I accidentally wrote a letter scrawled on pale paper— Guess, my June, what spills forth when your blade slips through— —not me, the envelope. Perhaps a carol, yes— or an oration (how proud I was!)— or— no, not that— —perhaps just a thin red thread, words sealed in...

Continue reading...

What are you willing to do to show God you care? My wife took our daughters from me and left me in despair. She made up stories to the law, just to destroy my life. She was my childhood sweetheart. How sad, I loved me wife. A 17 year Army career ended and I'm now disabled too. A wife lusting...

Continue reading...

JY and I met through a mutual friend in 1991. We strucked a deal with a handsome transaction, In which we both were in a win-win situation. Since then, we became close friends, Every week, she travelled a long way to see me, Made big efforts bringing sample of deserts. Which she made and delivered to many shops, Displayed closed to the...

Continue reading...

2024.05.18 One year ago, on a Saturday @ 20:10:00, I wrote "Now, I just remember something to ask you. If I lost my memory and/or Was not able to read English any more, Would you be kind enough to read my life story back to me? Nay, maybe not, by then You would have a lovely family To enjoy and...

Continue reading...

Tell me that story again, The tale of love and self-sabotage, Of doubt and valour, Of hearts and corruption, Where the days are adventure and the nights are a dream, The danger is adrenaline and the work is never done, We stand together on the brightest days, On the coldest nights, On your side I stood, though times changed Tell me those...

Continue reading...

I romanticize you. No color will change the portrait I have painted of you in my mind. You could be black and white and still to me you are intricately dynamic. Your eyes are the window in which I feel gorgeously presented. Your soul is a breath of fresh air, something someone might only get to touch...

Continue reading...

His smile caresses my soul in a way that I didn’t know it could be touched. His laugh makes the air that was taken in by my mouth travel through my lungs; teaching me how to breathe again. His presence makes my rapidly pounding heart turn into a gentle lull- as calming as the sound...

Continue reading...