Lost Poems | Examples of Lost Poetry

7/14/2025 Oh, how could this have ever happened here? A free naton with baseball, movies and beer? Those days when other nations cry against...

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My love is a black hole, silent, vast, misunderstood. It doesn’t explode. It swallows. Soft things. Sharp things. Every memory. Every maybe. I give and give and still it spins, pulling everything in without return. I don’t know where it leads, only that it holds so much: letters never sent, touches never returned, hope that clings even when hands let go. People think black holes destroy, but I...

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Trying to make some sense of it all but ready to begin my exit from this fated tryst with baggage worn and thin One last goodbye is all I leave for you and you alone who held me through the darkest nights — my home away from home (Villanova University: July, 2025) ...

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I don't love you We can say I don't know you We can say I haven't given you a chance We can say that maybe love will grow if we are patient We can say there is hope But as of now, I don't love you What we can't say is that I don't know what love is I know...

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I am the girl who loves too much. The one who bakes brownies instead of saying, "I miss you," because sometimes sugar feels safer than truth. The one who writes long birthday cards and sends postcards filled with drawings, because my words can be too heavy, but my heart refuses to stay silent. I fill pages with prayers, scribbled in hand-written cards with too...

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I used to think heartbreak missed girls like me, the ones who waited, who stayed soft and sure. For years I prayed, “Lord, guard this fragile heart,” believing stillness meant I’d skip the fall. Then he arrived. The first to hold my hand, the first to kiss me like it meant something. He made me feel alive in quiet ways, like maybe...

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ill drive down the highway at one eighty two you'll say that'll we'll die but i know that can't be true cause the strings and the signs of fate pulled us together and they won't tear us apart for as long as i'll remember the moon in the sky is so far away in a big pit of darkness...

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AN ELEGY ON DEATH -2 Simply someone look at eyes In twilight of sky,happy in smile, But that smile hurt after miles Don't know else,that I file. Left the whole world in dark, Look in that smilies live in silence Remember,when last these spark Remember,when last I do violence. The few I wrote on us The few isn't, I think sufficent Death don't get while it...

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This Is a Tanka written by Eileen Manassain and reimagined by me by adding every other verse in order to create Lyrics we could put to music. please visit Eileen recent page and enjoy This poem in it's original Form. I want to Thank Eileen for the privilege of working with her on these poems Nothing seems to...

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Romance, a thing of the past a shame it didn’t last Kids’ constant crises did it in Envious of other retirees rekindling their old flames while...

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I woke up frightened, a girl lost in an abyss of terrifying dreams, Where sweat flows like a rain of stars on the sky of the endless night, I worry, for I used to not know fear when you were by my side, But now I feel the shadows of the world reaching silently for my soul, I wonder...

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“I’d rather love a million times and have my heart broken every time, than hold a permanently empty heart forever.” –H.C. Paye ........................................................... Pure wickedness sets you apart, Meanwhile, true love you led me to assume. You purposefully broke my heart, Leaving my vases filled with wilted blooms. Yet I deter not; my heart lives to love, Through many heartbreaks, still I'm...

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I have lost, what I need Losing all that I need to believe I am cold, I can’t breathe I’ll do all that I need to succeed I’ve become what I hate I am losing my soul While I stray from the path Everything that I’ve known This is all a mistake This is out of control As I stray from the...

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Last night I dreamt of a roadside stop— an ice cream truck near a rusted shop. Its engine was spent, its music was low, and something inside told me I should l go. I stepped through the door because I could, and met a man by the name of Alexander Wood. He wore a bowtie and a crooked smile, a paper hat,...

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In shadows deep where chaos grips my heart, A whispered cry is heard from the darkened cells A child once laughing beneath a sunlit sky, Now lost in the darkness of despair. Fear crawls like a serpent in the night, its scales revealing the demons I bear I drown in thoughts that bind me to...

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