Missing You Longing Poems | Examples
These Missing You Longing poems are examples of poetry about Missing You Longing. These are the best examples of Longing Missing You poems written by international poets.
It’s how i wish
distance was never there.
I wish I could pull you closer
and whisper that I care.
Every now and then,
every thought of you
finds me missing you more.
It’s how I wish
I was right there beside you,
able to open my heart
and let you in completely.
As I look at the stars at night
and dream of what is to be,
my heart begins to smile
for it is you I see.
Knowing that you're close,
yet so far away,
I dream of you at night
and think about you every day.
For, every moment without you
seems like an eternity.
I dream of the day we kiss
and I can hold you close to me.
So, until that day comes,
you'll always be on my mind.
I will love you till the end,
till the end of time.
It's amazing, they were right!
It all gets easier in the end
The pain of grief and loss subsides
And the sun can shine again
The moments are much happier
And it all just melts away
When not that very long ago
I couldn't make it through the day
The little things become so big
When your world is all askew,
Quiet, fleeting, the passing vivid
memories of you
It wasn't easy in fact, quite hard
Adjusting to all alone
If all It took was these 12 months
I'm glad that I've now grown
I can now move on, and dare I say
Be happy late at night
It's not so dark without you here
Ive finally seen the light
One last thing before I go
Im glad you held me high
Oh, don't believe what you just read
It was all a blatant lie.
I'm missing you all over again
And it's not because you gave me hope
It's not because I love you more now
I miss you every day, especially at night
And it's because I gave myself hope
Because I saw you, now I see you everywhere
I'll deafen my ears before everyone else disappears,
So I can have the most quietest peace of mind that hears their ghosts.
What would I give then for others to be their living hosts?
One wonders of the
flexibility of Time…
3 minutes hardly enough,
or the perfect egg --
Our times together
never seeming enough
and the parts away, painfully
protracted, occupant of my
every reason --
Sentiments, of course, can’t
be canned, bottled or frozen;
no shelf-life for the heart
deprived – a mystery why I
even wear a watch?
never checked when with you
an eternity without you….
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.
I wrote
then paused,
ball pen hovering—
the words too bare.
They sat
on yellow sheets,
unsealed and unsent
in little brown envelopes.
A line
meant for truth,
one for letting go,
another for quiet peace.
I wrote
“I miss you,”
maybe even “I love you,”
then crossed half the page.
Sometimes
I read through
the unsaid in my heart,
and almost sent a word.
Your name—
blue, unfading
crawl the old sheets,
but my voice never came.
What
could have healed
or stayed broken—
I’ll never know to say.
Only that
silence felt safer,
quieter, and maybe better
than something too true.
Raak jy aan my
Die more son is ‘n kus op my wang
So sag soos ‘n veer, raak jy aan my
met die son en maak my verlang,
Die straal in die maan lig, streel my oë
So sag en teer, raak jy aan my
dat ek jou sien met ander oë.
Die wind waai en my omhels
So hou jy my vas, raak jy aan my
Ek voel jou soos ‘n pels,
Die blomme ruik soos jy
Met die reuk van roos, raak jy aan my
Die blomblaare sag, voel soos jy,
Die reën en hael, storm wat woed
Wat oor my spoel, raak jy aan my
Ek voel jou hier binne my bloed.
Touch me
The morning sun is a kiss on my cheek
As soft as a feather, you touch me
with the sun and stir my longing,
The ray in the moonlight strokes my eyes
So gentle and tender, you touch me
so I may see you with different eyes.
The wind blows and embraces me
So you hold me close, you touch me
I feel you like a fur,
The flowers smell like you
With the scent of rose, you touch me
The flower petals soft, feel like you,
The rain and hail, storm that rages
That washes over me, you touch me
I feel you here within my blood.
It's a funny
strange thing
When you're not around
Like the lack
of a smile
On a circus clown
Or a ferris wheel,
With all empty seats
a candied apple, More tart than sweet
Like a merry-go-round
That looks kind of scary
Or that huge prize teddy
You're not here to carry
An amusement park, On a winters day
And as long as you're gone
That's the way it will staaaaaaay
The Space You Leave
I have grown fond of the silence you left,
Not empty,
Just echoing Grace.
It wears your scent in quiet corners,
And breathes like you
In every space.
Your laugh still lingers in the air,
A melody the dusk replays,
Soft as secrets in the dark,
Bold as light
that never stays.
I don’t speak of missing you,
Not quite.
But if I did,
It would sound like this:
A pause,
A look,
A low half-smile,
A memory...
I wouldn’t dare dismiss.
Come back,
Even if it is just to tilt the room,
With nothing more
But your perfume.
Oh the space you leave
I remember the look in your eye
your voice your smile your touch your kiss
I remember like it was yesterday
and suddenly how you had to go your way
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The empty corridor of distance
stretches long and dark between us.
Silence, like a deepening shadow,
lengthens as no words redeem us.
Time, an ancient kindly neighbor,
promises a light will come;
a dawn to break the bonds of night,
and love, your love, to take me home.
"Even When You're Near"
I saw you yesterday.
You’re not far.
Maybe five minutes,
a handful of quiet streets.
But I miss you.
Not because you’re gone,
you’re not.
It’s just that the world feels softer
when you’re in it,
next to me,
not just in thought.
The couch feels bigger.
The air feels thinner.
I look at things I’d usually show you,
and they fall a little flat.
I don’t need distance
to feel the ache.
It’s not about space,
it’s about presence.
And yours?
Yours lingers in me
like light after sunset,
not quite gone,
but not quite enough.
So yeah…
even with you nearby,
I miss you.
Deeply.
Quietly.
Like my soul is holding its breath
until I see you again.
Lev
I saw the signs,
but I was in denial
I comforted myself, saying,
"You would never do that,"
as I continued to address my ghosts
But the weight was too much to carry
I saw you disappear at the horizon,
like the stars slowly fading into daylight
I knew I wasn’t right for you,
but all I wanted was simple affection
My heart is too fragile
and continues to face heartbreak
in the adversity of time
I promised myself I would not, I shall not, write about you
But it is my pen that never stopped missing you