Loss Of Love Poems - Poems about Loss Of Love

blackest wings scale higher than mountains

 Blackest wings, scale higher than mountains
in the chill of tonight's air,
scarred and bleeding from within,
determined to reach her lover's side,
A voice calls out to her voyage
but her vision gets lost
as it starts to drizzle and rain.

She collides & in such pain,
her claws trying to embed in the side
of the rocks but she keeps skidding

meadows

Your flowering wet meadows
reflected, wonder glinting in green eyes,
stumbling arms wrapped in
gentle padows,
tender individual silky drying strands,
elevate every blissful kiss of hair
fingers trembling,  marks my scars bare

Lost Love

(Note: taken from a diary of a young lady)
 
In memoriam of Jose` Maria
aged twenty, drowned.
 
I lounge on an uneven stone
under the uneasy shade 
of an ancient carob tree,
away from the hot rays 
of the summer sun.
I sit alone, abandoned,
I contemplate in vain,
for my thoughts wander on you,
who left me in the lurch.
 
I

Always Taking L's

My life's always been full of so much love, lust, and longing,
As well as shallow lovemaking, loneliness, losses, lamenting.
Feelings old and new within me are always lingering.

Candle

There he was still as a windless night,
As if adorned in the drapes of the stormy sky,
His shield covering the faintest shimmer's plight.

The candle held on to its whispering glow,
On the shores of the unending sea,
It held on in the ruthless wind's blow.

Why the ritual of protecting a such memory,
In the great winds of every

Bestie became enemy

?? "Bestie Became Enemy" 

Bestie became enemy, sharp like a knife,
I never thought you'd cut me out of your life.
I gave you my secrets, my soul, my trust,
Now all that's left is broken dust.

You knew my pain, you held my hand,
I thought you'd always understand.
But jealousy grew where love should stay,
And now your kindness fades

All My Low Moments

I hate my low moments.
Those moments when I try not to but my eyes find your name and my finger dial your number
These days it never goes through anymore
All I hear is a beep then a silence I will never fill with words
I dont want you to pick up.
I dont want your voice to warm

The Oath

There’s a wildness in you
Burning like the desert sand
It taints a man’s blood

A fierce promise in your eyes
More glorious than sunset over the mountain
It defies me to say ‘no’

But that’s the only answer
I can offer
For I’ve taken an oath

And I must live it
For honor – for fidelity
Let passion perish

Penny Laine

As he gently pressed his lips against her photograph
His one last hope; to see her once again
A tear ran down his cheek as he spoke her name…
Penny Laine

He sits there with the roof down on his motor car
And cursed the rock on which she tripped and fell
The lifeboats; they had searched the sea in pouring

SELF-INFLICTED WOUND

Like a storm trapped in her chest
she moved in circles
footsteps restless
heart pounding louder than thought.

She had lived inside a lie
vowed to love through anything
clung to promises already crumbling
made peace with pain to feel something.

When dawn rose, it lit the truth
the smiles were masks
the kisses rehearsed, and yet, she stayed
not for love, but for the hope

As Usual

Some gates are closed, others are open
I passed them all I lived inside
The postcard views where as a postman
I brought your package every night 
Check your emails if there’s a new
Stifting a yawn you find the one
In haste you almost read it through
Replying with a glint of sun
Meanwhile the coffee smells of morning
You open up

Heart Palpitations

So sick of this world and generation
they tryna take ahold of my heart confiscation
the taste is bitter or tart
when it turns to ashes
cremation

I still got attachments i'm full of frustration
love seems to be my passion
eternally waitin
cant find as if its out of fashion, yet i still got patience
bout to have me ration and give up

The Way We Love

Once, I was young—
soft, unguarded, untouched by the world's slow erosion.
But life whispered its ruin,
and now I move carefully,
each step weighed beneath old echoes.

I once gave love like rain—
reckless, generous, blind.
But the years, with their quiet cruelty,
taught me the art of withholding.

I've come to see—
some hearts can’t hold what we pour into them.
Some hands fumble

A plate of love

Recently, I have felt awfully starved.
I look around to see everyone filled 
to the brim with love.
The aroma of romance makes me want 
to lose my mind.

I'm happy my friends are well fed.
They deserve it.
Served on a silver plate,
a plentiful diet.
One that will keep them full forever.

But me on the other hand?
My teeth have gone soft,
and my

memories

memories
to last a lifetime
~ all that's left



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