Long Lostlove Poems

Long Lostlove Poems. Below are the most popular long Lostlove by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Lostlove poems by poem length and keyword.


I Did Not Mean It

I Did Not Mean It

I didn't mean it.  

I didn't mean to hurt you,
I didn't mean to deceive you,
I didn't mean to lie,
It hurted me so much, inside,
I cried, for the pain I inflicted.

I didn't mean to lead you on,
I let my own heart gone astray, 
I didn't mean to heap on your hope,
I didn't mean to steal your dreams,
I didn't mean to be mean-spirited.

You came across to me,
From out of  nowhere,
While I was alone and lost,
You came across so strong,
My soul have not been touched,
With love of such tenderness, 
My mind and heart have longed 
To feel love like yours, for so ever,

I didn't mean to sing a wrong song,
I didn't mean to dance around your heart,
I didn't mean to tear your spirit apart,
I didn't mean to bend it out of shape.

Although I could not save your soul,
But...
If I could save you from crying,
I would not dwell on my feelings,
instead......
I would go to the end of the world, 
and hide.... 
JUST FOR YOU...
So you can go on in your life, in peace.

Please forgive me.....
I AM SO SORRY! 
 
Jieranai Maier
July 2004 
Copyright©2004  
Version 1.0 



I didn't mean it.  

I didn't mean to hurt you,
I didn't mean to deceive you,
I didn't mean to lie,
It hurted me so much, inside,
I cried, for the pain I inflicted.

I didn't mean to lead you on,
I let my own heart gone astray, 
I didn't mean to heap on your hope,
I didn't mean to steal your dreams,
I didn't mean to be mean-spirited.

You came across to me,
Straight from out of  nowhere,
While I was alone, lost and despair,
You came across so strong,
You made me feel alive and belonged again,

My soul have not been touched,
With love of such tenderness, 
My mind and heart have yearned, 
To feel love like yours, for so ever,

I didn't mean to sing a wrong song,
My heart really belonged to you,
I didn't mean to dance around you,
I didn't mean to tear your spirit apart,
I didn't mean to bend it out of shape.
There is no way I can escape. 

Although I could not save your soul,
But...
If I could save you from crying,
I would not dwell on my feelings,
instead......
I would go to the end of the world, 
and hide.... 
JUST FOR YOU...
So you can go on in your life, in peace.

Please forgive me.....
I AM SO SORRY! 
 
Jieranai Maier
July 2004 
Copyright©2004  
Version 2


Love Hurts - Bound by Love, Broken by Fate - POTD

POTD - 25th September 2024

Synopsis - 

A bitter-sweet, hauntingly romantic and heart-wrenching ballad that follows her journey of sorrow and longing, as she searches for answers to a love torn apart. Watch as the story unfolds, revealing the depths of her heartbreak. Thank you for watching.

For my full playlist, and your entertainment pleasure, click the above 'watch on' YouTube icon which will take you to my YouTube channel - Poetic Rhythms.  


Love Hurts - Bound by Love Broken by Fate

(Extracted from my Poem ‘The Train’ and made into Lyrics and a video.)

Mesmerised by the candy-coloured rainbow
Coy behind the fairy floss clouds
Through shimmering sunbeams, we gazed
My senses in overdrive
As memories surface
And hover back to
That one day
Boarding this very train
Squeals of joy
As cloudbursts unleashed rain

Chorus
But you left me
You took my heart and locked away the key
Squeezing into one seat
Wrists caressed and kissed
Floating to that intimate space
Sensual lips taste
Whispered promises
Sparking bright eyes
And blushing rosy face

Softly against my ear a hum
Our song
Fingers daring to trace
Burning paths
Through shredded threads
Faded jeans
Breathless on the high line
Us, giggling teens

Chorus
But you left me
You took my heart and locked away the key

Speeding through fields of wildflowers
Sparkling like diamonds with the fallen showers
The train hooted in joy
Through the rain splattered window amazed
Mesmerised by the candy-coloured rainbow
Coy behind the fairy floss clouds
Through shimmering sunbeams we gazed.

Chorus
But you left me
You took my heart and locked away the key
Form: Ballad

Too Much

I loved loud.
 Not in volume —
 in intensity.
 In showing up.
 In remembering the little things you forgot you ever said.
 In texts at 2am because I couldn’t sleep
 without making sure you were okay.
I loved in playlists.
 In forehead kisses.
 In “did you eat today?”
 and “text me when you get home.”
I loved in the way I bent
 to fit the shape of your storms.
 Let them pour through me
 and still called it sunshine.
And you —
 You smiled,
 like you liked it.
 Like you wanted to be chosen that hard.
 Until you didn’t.
Until my love
 started feeling like pressure.
 Like too much.
 Like a weight
 you couldn’t carry
 because you never planned on holding it that long anyway.
I loved too much.
 Too deeply.
 Too fully.
 But what the hell is “too much”
 when you’re giving someone everything
 and hoping they stay?
Too much should be enough.
But instead,
 you got quiet.
 Started backing away
 like my love was a fire
 and you were just close enough to feel the warmth,
 but not enough to burn.
And I?
 I caught fire.
 I turned myself to ash
 trying to make you comfortable.
I apologized
 for being the girl who gave a damn.
 For loving in full color
 When you only wanted grayscale.
So now I sit here
 With this heart that still beats too loud
 In a world that wants it quiet.
And I wonder…
 What do you do
 with a love that was never wrong,
 just too much
 for someone
 who never planned
 on staying?
© Chloe Hyer  Create an image from this poem.

Falling

“Come here”
You said, gesturing to the sunset.

I climbed up beside you, my legs dangling over the edge of the railing.
My breath sped up as you put your hand on my back
The thumping of my heart was felt all the way in my ears

I relaxed into your touch
just enough
for you to have complete control

I exhaled a sigh of relief,
for I had gotten what I’d always wanted

The sigh turned into a gentle breeze
And in that moment, I was falling

There were no butterflies
There were no sparks

Just your hand
On my back
Resting heavier and heavier
Until you gave me a push

And suddenly, I was falling
Not into your arms
But onto the 

cold. 
hard. 
ground.

Premium Member Slow Motion Tear

One slow motion jagged tear
found me after you left me here.
Its wetness sits still upon my face
as I stare at absolutely no place.

What I do live and what I dream
and all sundries fitting in between,
now struggle in a frenzied dance
passing thru, in and out, this circumstance.

My brain is mush circling a clueless groove.
Surely, I need an enlightened next move.
Calm failed to enter when you shut the door,
and life as I knew it quit being anymore.

I simply cannot find my identity.
Maybe it left with you and my clarity.
I seek to ease a primal urge to shout
at frenzied thoughts dashing about.

Perhaps I knew years had grown weeds
while I prayed for fertilized love seeds.
Perhaps I knew time long held this bleed
while I prayed true love would succeed.

Perhaps my heart just died in your stampede.
Form: Rhyme


The Weary Man

Through somber days with sleepless night,
Through howling winds with blistering bite


     I saw the weary man wandering by,
                a smile upon his face
 

    Through lighting crashes and thunderous rain,
Through Winter's cold and Summer's pain


    I saw the weary man wandering by,
               a smile upon his face


   Through the densest forest and thickest thorn,
With battered shoes and clothing torn


    I saw the weary man wandering by 
              a smile upon his face


    Why do you smile. weary man? as you meander by,
 You travel through this arduous road, with a twinkle in your eye

    Your journey seems so daunting, the mountains you must climb
    But as you wander by, it seems you were smiling this whole time

    The weary man glanced up at me, just  noticing I was there, 
    His eyes danced cool with happiness, a warmth within his stare

    His smile seemed much brighter now, 
A rosiness in his cheek
   He gave a glowing affecting grin, as he slowly began to speak

   "It's Her Love that burns a flame, that forever keeps me  warm"
   "It's Her Love that lights the path, and guides me through the storm"

   "It's Her Love that gently sings a song, for only me to  hear"
   "It's Her Love that gives me solace, freeing me from fear"

   "It's Her Love within the Sunshine, her radiance sparks the dawn"
   "It's Her Love that springs eternal and is never truly gone"
 
                          And so he wanders on...


    I saw the weary man wandering by,
               a smile upon his face

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace