Elegy Love Poems | Examples
These Elegy Love poems are examples of Love poems about Elegy. These are the best examples of Love Elegy poems written by international poets.
I water the garden flowers
In the early morning glare
They bloom brighter after hours
Later, in the fresher air
In the coolness of the evening
Flowers smell more vividly
Their scent reminds of feeling
That you are here, close to me
We’re just sitting biding time
Till it gets too cold to sit
Faces blur, and shades entwine
There’s no ground beneath our feet..
Well, here we are,
dear canine friend.
The Reaper is racing
towards us,
but I won't say Goodbye.
I'll say Thank You.
Thank you, Sandy,
for being the best friend
that I’ll ever know.
Thank you, Sandy,
for trotting
towards me
during my
loneliest hours.
You were
my confidante,
my guardian,
and my playmate.
Please know that
as I turn away
for the final time,
I’m not turning away
from you.
Our time together
is finished.
There is no sense
in sobbing
over the inevitable.
Then why do I
tremble
as I lumber away?
Why is my soul
coated
with sorrow?
I hear the Reaper
coming, dear girl.
He’ll take my heart
with you.
.
in thuh distance
there'z uh
banging
pauze
thump
i feel'd thuh lump
in her throat
"hhuh
hun"
mine
hear'd drip
hern
drip
drip
*Sara Kendrick girl, ')
Would you mind if I won’t talk
About what to do
Better sit, relax or walk
Silently subdue
To the sweetness of the day
With the promised rain
That forgot to fall today
Though the sky was grey
The roadworks spread happy noise
The smell lingers far
Tips me gently there’s no choice
I can’t book a car
Get the plane and swiftly fly
That familiar route
Just to see if I can buy
Some of earth to root
You would offer me a bed
Your diatic food
We would share, as you said
It could be so good
But it went the other way
You have found your peace
I don’t know what more to say
When I’m saying this..
In twilight’s hush, where dreams commence,
I wandered lost in limerence.
A glance, a spark, a breathless flame,
Yet never once he spoke my name
Love lived in ache, not permanence.
Who am I to wake a beast
Dressed up in stark reality?
For all the signs I could not read
And all the signs I did not see,
Love left within a vacancy.
Who am I to stir the storm beneath
A fragile mask, a velvet sheath?
I danced with ghosts in memory,
Chased echoes in the elegy.
Love, once a fire, now absentee
A whisper lost to vacancy.
.
i never left the place
we left off
i see you in all uv
herz
looks
sees
winks
tears
all uv mine
thinks
'bout yourn
haven't
won't
stop
Tears fight their way back
into their ducts for now
moist palms clammy at my sides
Prayers are said
the living honor the dead
shovelfuls of earth on top are spread
Is there nothing more I can do
~ She once told me ‘I love you’
Quote By Poet: "Tears are rain from the eyes."
When the phone rings,
it is 1:30 AM.
A doctor saying,
your dad is gone.
How did I manage to say,
thanks for your call?
Tears filled my eyes and face,
my dad is gone but how could that be?
My hero of a man,
who left his home~family~to fight a war.
A dad who took the time,
to help with homework.
His wisdom was everlasting,
"a winner never quits and a quitter never wins."
My memories drift off,
to a great man and dad.
One who loved his,
family and country.
Where the beach would find him,
fishing the blue sea.
He was called friend,
because he was a friend to all.
Before my last braeth
Before I rest
God bless my soul
Have I past Your test
Though it is time to say goodbye,
I will abide my heart and try
Not to collapse and maudlin cry,
For there is a burning need that I
Cannot sate which keeps me nigh.
During days you were my warming sun,
And during nights, my glowing moon
Who lit my soul till breaths were done;
Yet death the reaper took you from
My needy selfish side too soon.
You left behind our memories shared,
And countless times you showed you cared.
Yet, no matter how you thought we fare,
You stood with me with bosom bared
In life’s campaigns we shared and dared.
Though your soul has left me now,
I will leave a kiss upon your brow,
And say farewell, yet do avow,
To meet you once again somehow
Should an understanding God allow.
It was a cold winter day
when you slipped away
sorrow settled upon our soul
we did not want to let you go
your days were numbered
we did not want to count
we wanted days to never run out
with frozen tears upon the cheeks
your words memory found
"I am ready to go home"
but or us a time of dread
we thought of all the love you give
as only a mother can give
now you are a memory in our heart
you knew of the sorrow and pain
you gave us a letter and poem to read
your faith was so strong and we were weak
you knew we needed words for us to keep
to ease the pain and sorrow in our hearts
we love you mom and thank you for making us strong.
Broken love, what a sight to see,
The heartache and pain, so hard to be.
A love that once was so strong and true,
Now lies broken, what can we do?
The tears that fall, the hurt that's deep,
The pain that lingers, that won't let us sleep.
The sadness that takes over our lives,
The broken pieces that won't fit right.
We try to mend it, but it won't heal,
The broken love, that we can't conceal.
We try to talk, but nothing works,
The broken love, that still hurts.
The memories that haunt us still,
The broken love, that won't be fulfilled.
We can't forget, we can't move on,
The broken love, that's all gone.
sleep well, o gentle giant
your soft voice still echoes
through luscious midnight air
beneath a moon that seems enchanted
sleep well, o gentle giant
let your mind be at peace
and your heart serene
you loved as much as you were loved
sleep well, o gentle giant
know you’ve always been
the flame in my heart and
will be with my every breath
until the day we meet again
sleep well, my love, my gentle giant
AP: Honorable Mention 2023
Submitted on January 8, 2023 for contest BRIAN STRAND CONTEST no1167 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - 1ST PLACE 2023
** and my sister too becomes a widow
Tapestry of Life
In the still graveyard overlooking San Francisco Bay.
Her husband's young body doth rot and in profound
silence lay.
Overlooking that city, where he married his young wife.
Who now recalls the beauty of his all too short, vibrant life.
The many walks on those heavenly hills, the poetry they read.
The coffee shops of North Beach, alas, their aromatic memories
So dreamy in her bowed, widowed head.
She stills dons her inexpensive, gold wedding ring to this very
minute.
And when she touches it, all the magical love they shared~
still sings in it!
December 28, 2019
The sun will rise,the sun will set,
no more love will life beget;
The day will break,the moon to rise,
no more love,as this life dies.
First 4 lines as a Arbitrium Divisa
from 'Beyond Love' entered in 'Your Own Favourite Poem' sponsored by Debbie Guzzi (July 2012)