Love Loss Poems - Poems about Love Loss

with a touch of rain and sun the lawn has come to life spring has brought forth times of growth and times to mow a soft breeze whispers to me there are times to love and times to be alone there are times to love and times to be alone and every day I live and die but a lawn that is cared...

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When Little Boys Fall in Love A Meditation on Growing Up ## I. [Age 6] — First Light You gather caps like secret gold, Arrange them neat, their stories told. I trade my best for one you scorned— The day I learned that love's not warned. ## II. [Age 7] — The Promise We build a fort, our cardboard throne, Crowned kings of dirt,...

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I loved a woman named Sophia— Not a name, but a flame, A living scripture written in curves and silk, In her eyes, the ache of ancient saints, In her smile, the promise of spring rain. But I was mortal. Soft. Whole. Ready to kneel, to build her a throne From the bones of my own longing. She whispered love, Then lay with a priest— Not...

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She says she loves me—yet dreams of another, her heart adrift on restless tides, where my name dissolves into echoes, a whisper lost before breath takes hold. I am broken. I see her alone within my marrow, etched into the walls of my being. But she sees him, an apparition of longing, a mirage flickering in the heat of her wanting. I am splintered. I stand...

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Whispers Beneath the Cemetery Is love undead? Is love fate? Is love just holding on— a ghost that won’t abate? Does death mean I must give up on us, let go of what was? I stare at your grave— hours slipping by— Will you resurrect? Will you rise or die? A strange peace lingers— a burden I can’t lay down, The silence, the stillness— haunting and profound. I feel you...

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This piece was sparked by an idea in a fellow poet Tom Woody’s’ — “Last Dance Amid the Stars.” I however, followed a very different emotional path — one that avoids finality and leaves room for mystery and one’s own imagination. The story also touches on the true stories of a growing trend with...

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over 2 years have past now. i serve my time everyday, not knowing my offence. i work everyday to meet your needs. how long lord, how long…. my beautiful Rachel. i am not Jacob in this story, i stand the place of Esau, what was mine taken by Jacob. still i will suffer for Rachel, for the love that once burned hot in winter. it...

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Why speak of love with tales so grand, If you never learn to hold a hand? Why make promises sweet and wide, If you never intend to stand by their side? Why is it truth, that only when gone, Do we miss the light we had all along? Is value found only in absence and pain— Do hearts awake only in rain? The...

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Easier now to get through the day you know, when it's quiet and.. you hear a voice in dream.. a bright star in the morning. The way we were taught to share in life's embarrassing bond- waiting so long to finally know what it meant to grow up. Wish I never asked, and that you never scolded me. Told...

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(A repost from 2019) My favorite aunt is dying.. cancer, quiet and consuming as a flame.. Seven short weeks ago she was easily doing an hour of step aerobics, unaware of this intruder, this murderer within. Now she's lifted from bed like a rag doll. She is my mom, well, a near twin—only smaller, funnier, serpent sly, more...

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Sour mouth breathes life into words like empty husks Angry eyes beat the object of my obsession until he turns away Asks, “If I'm ok?” “I'm fine.” leaning towards him as my eyes glare bodies twisted in my mind She has no hate in her eyes I watch you move towards her You can't see me through the hollow boundaries I've created Angry...

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the snow undissolved amid my heart wanders eternal as does my avidity its difficult to accept “to move on to forget” six feet yet unreachable how will this feeling melt my everything lost tomorrow ‘we’ wander, separate, absent as I hang by the blistering icicle I want to accept but never forget will a 'farewell' do me as to liberty my tears frozen yet sentiments warm let our memories perpetual...

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My greatest sin was how I lost you, For my greatest treasure was you....

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I reach for you in crowded rooms, yet find only air, Your absence lingers like a ghost that refuses to spare. Once, your laughter filled the silence between my words, Now, even echoes refuse to be heard. I whisper your name in the dark, but only shadows reply, The stars used to dance for us, now they just sigh. My heart...

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he knew me in ways i didnt yet know myself saw the sharp edges i hid from the world and traced them gently like they were meant to be held, not feared he knew when silence meant i wasnt fine when my laughter was just a shield never asked me to change, took me whole and only held space for...

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