Women Lost Love Poems

I KNOW A GIRL WHO IS INNOCENT AND WHOSE HEART IS SO PURE

TRUSTWORTHY AND TRUE, A GEM OF KIND

WHOSE BEAUTY AND GRACE, ARE ALWAYS ON...

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In the quiet corners of her soul, she sighs,
A girl in need of a mother's embrace,
Longing for arms to comfort her as she sobs,
Yearning for...

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To want something strongly felt
is to admit how the fire is burning...
until it suddenly explodes inside;
and if it leaves one hanging,
express it without thinking twice:
could...

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         A Fading Ember

In shadows cast by waning light,
A love once vivid, now takes flight.
Our candle that...

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Created to love and be loved
Where love in it's purest is sacrificial above all things
Love seeks not its own interest but the interest of the...

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It started with a blank canvas,
the world I should make but I am anxious.
Making fields of pretty flowers,
to the deep blue seas takes many hours.
Mountains...

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You remain my fate, you killed me, but I live; your spirit
Everything that was given to you (me) in spirit will never be forgotten.
I am...

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In lucid dreams.

Her silhouette appeared.

Out of deep azure.

Into fusion. 

To recall the time of us.

Ethereal reverb.

Noetic divine.

Coalesced.

Her heart did with mine.

Though In better times.

At last...

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I looked for you one last time; as the sun went down
I looked for you again; when I was about to run aground
Was that my...

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Why Does Great Gods Above, A Trellis Fling

Romance to my quivering lips then took
Knowledge, words from that greatest holy book
Within the sky mountains a deep...

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Afford me some time
To wail a little bit this morning
Give me a little while
To whine like a dumbbell.

Try to comprehend me a little
My friends, men...

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So many men who take
And in doing so cause damage and Heart break 
To women who must put the pieces back together
They rise up from...

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Out of sanctuary.

Into the wild.

Down..

Down..

Down..

Into exotic exile.

Immoral creatures.

Adorned satyr-like features.

In the muted night air.

Where murals stood to lionize the affair.

I awoke.

Confused.

Swimming.

Through the dark morass.

Slipping back...

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VI.
Reg looked from the dinner table,
heard the door take a hard pounding.
Jolene frowned, said, “He sounds sober…
He’s much worse when he doesn’t drink.”

But Reg knew...

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IV.
An awkward silence fell on them,
Reg felt bad, and looked at his feet,
“I didn’t mean to pry,”he said.
she laughed and said, “Don’t look so meek.

“There’s...

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