Longing Poems | Examples of Longing Poetry

Her skin drinks light like rivers take rain, each dappled edge and sun-struck curve, a landscape under my hands, soft yet severe, where desire meets the edge of breath. Fingers trace the small hollows of her hip, catching sunlight in each soft valley, dipping, trembling, as if they might slip into some dark, endless tenderness. She is a map of quiet fires, a fever...

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All I want is you there for me; Not hesitant, desperately! So, make me a promise, Today for tomorrows: Let our hearts’ rose, Ever be –...

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I mend fence for a living, but I ain’t fixed the one that matters. The wire stretches out like a scar across this land, and most days, my hands don’t feel like mine anymore... callused, cracked, barbed wire bit deep across the knuckles, rosebush caught me reachin where I shouldn’t’ve. Still... none of it hurts like the hollowness in my chest where my little girl...

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In the dark of night, where dreams bear bloom, and silence reigns in my shadowed room, my pillow waits, serene, composed, awaiting my sleepy head to doze. Beneath my head it yields its form, to cradle my crown from day’s storm, and offer a sweet night’s repose, yet pillow’s thoughts, who really knows? She seems so sweet, pretends to care, yet every night disturbs...

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She appears like a quiet flow of gentle timeless and pure glowing show from a waterfall of sustenance. Smooth skin, angelic sweet of a gift touching my demonic diary memoirs, frozen in time as the pages flicker and re-writes like a newly pressed hand. Her eyes a purity of splashes of green illustrated mesmerizes me with a gaze loving silk sown teasing dress, fiery red silky worship of...

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i hear the ticking of the clock it's in my head and in my heart the pulse of life doubtlessly finite so many things i want to do the tic toc getting louder it echoes in my brain rummaging through images and dreams while time rings evermore elusive i get up in the morning determined with a yearning to break free driven to spark the...

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I escape to a shiny lake where waters are calmer, my mistakes are not raked and the nights are warmer. Without sting rays and cold-ness of days, This town is deserted buildings flood vacancies I dream of flirtation and of illumination, so much for singularity, bringing one to peace. Thoughts are floating like ashes in the summer. I begin playing, A lost & found harmonica....

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BLUE SUMMER vs 1 IT'S BEEN A SAD DAY, I FOUND OUT THE ONE I LOVE, HAS GONE AWAY... IT'S HARD TO RISE ABOVE vs 2 NOW THE DAYS ARE ALL EMPTY NOTHING LEFT TO LOOK FORWARD TO... FEELS LIKE THE WORLD IS ENDING... AND NOW I'M ALL ALONE CHORUS GONNA BE A BLUE SUMMER YEAH IT'S TRUE... GONNA BE A BLUE SUMMER IT'S HARD HERE WITHOUT YOU I'LL DREAD...

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I must grow used to longing for your absent face— with weeping eyes, accustomed to the ache. My cup lies empty now. From this moment on, I shall fill it only with regret. Though I am far from you, whenever I close my eyes, you appear— seen by the heart, called by a hundred whispered prayers. Where is the one who, in the night of parting, sighs into the...

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I drank a sip of coffee from the hand of that gentle beloved— and with it, I said goodbye. Yet the bitterness of parting never fades from memory. Grief beads like blood on the brow of longing. I wander the alleys of your love, seeking union— my sighs and sorrows rising past the seventh sky. Time gave me nothing but a goblet filled with blood. Perhaps it has vowed to...

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Below the starry skies a beauty dance, Love struck, I fall with every glance, With eyes and a smile full of grace, An eternity I long to spend in her embrace, Miranda, a beauty in whose eyes I wander, With all in heaven as your admirers, In love’s sweet tides, this king descends , To weave with you a story that never...

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Written: June 17, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Anthony Biaanco ***************** lanterns twinkle bright soft laughter snugs the hushed air~ fireflies rule the night...

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In this moment, I see visions of bed sheet caught in slow motion, I see crinkles in corners of eyes and smiles that turn into giggles, I see screaming fingers tips up and down my skin, I see something new to brush my fingers through, I see him grazing his facial hair on my upper thighs,...

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The good thing is I am never going to be crying, But the truth is there is still this deep heartaching longing For that very something with that very someone I am missing....

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Silence is the absence of energy No vibration, movement, or synergy Nature muted, physics frozen Molecular loss of motion Stillness, cessation, yet more Peaceful quiet we adore Or the calm before the storm A meditation to perform Tranquility without a note No rhythm or tempo to denote Without melody or harmony A sad musical larceny No instrument, no voice to sing No string to pluck or bell to...

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