Missing You Poems | Examples of Missing You Poetry

As I look at the stars at night and dream of what is to be, my heart begins to smile for it is you I see. Knowing that you're close, yet so far away, I dream of you at night and think about you every day. For, every moment without you seems like an eternity. I dream of the day we kiss and I can hold...

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It's amazing, they were right! It all gets easier in the end The pain of grief and loss subsides And the sun can shine again The moments are much happier And it all just melts away When not that very long ago I couldn't make it through the day The little things become so big When your world is all askew, Quiet, fleeting, the passing...

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Once we were Seven Once we were seven now only one Six gone before me Now I’m alone No one to reminisce with Questions left to myself Childhood memories but no one to share They left me each of them, one by one And with each passing Came sadness and tears Charlotte was first We were closest in age She teased and tormented me...

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Some say you are the best one, sure have you a try, you got curves that imprison every straight man’s eye. I thought we’d find our own path, to see each other’s worth, but we were just so different that it all felt like work. Both sides of every issue, soon peace and quiet died, sought solace in the bedroom, the sex a pleasant lie. Suppose we...

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If home is a place Then I lost my map Hearts got misplaced  Vocal cords snap I scream and yell for one more chance Then beg and plea for some closure My legs are tired of this dance Now I've lost my composure  Teary eyed and red Weight gained and lost All the blood I've shed Promises given with fingers crossed Lies spread around Passing from friend to...

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i sit alone and wait to see you again, eyes weary from my vigil. neighbors' rustling reminds me of the world passing by, but nothing distracts me from the prison of thought. in my mind i am lonely, in the crowd even lonelier. but the color i see in this stale black & white is that of your eyes miles away from me, the blue sky under...

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I find in today's world, books and readers are missing. Where have the readers gone? Why are books so unattractive? Could it be the style of writing or even their covers? Years ago many would share their books with friends, telling them the book was a must read. Does the book hold the reader, or does the reader hold the book? The style of...

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He’s someone she once knew. He’s the reason she loves the rain and why she finds herself always waiting for the next storm. The bigger the storm, the more she remembers, sitting on the back porch at Angel Ave, wrapped in his arms. He always made her feel safe during the loud cracks of thunder. The...

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The door swells in its frame each winter, paint curling like old tongues — still you press it open with a finger, leaving soft dents in the wood. Inside, the walls hum from hidden wires; plaster sighs under your barefoot weight. Every step — a loosened nail, a whisper of dust sliding down beams. The windows breathe in drafts, their single panes shivering; no storm...

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Life Without You Life without you in cold desert sand, I walk without shadow, the sun too tired to care. Alone in the place I used to know, walls whisper your name in cracks and corners, but you never answer. Silence moved in where your voice used to be. The rooms are getting smaller, the windows won’t open, time has folded in on itself only...

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Somewhere in time Lost long ago He had his only true love All his life, he wondered What one more kiss would have been like How it would have felt to hold her again Maybe how is life would have been better Alas, the time of that love was long gone He would never be able to love her Or love anyone else...

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She's steadily Keeping me busy Even when I'm idle She's always on my mind Because I miss her like breath She's an idol She's always racing in my mind. My mind is flooded With thoughts of her I think I'm addicted to her A moment without her It's the moment of hell She's my heaven, the one I lean on. I've been lost In her way Without...

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I'll deafen my ears before everyone else disappears, So I can have the most quietest peace of mind that hears their ghosts. What would I give then for others to be their living hosts?...

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i call his name, flowing silk that slips away. a faceless voice whispers on the breeze. i embrace the sound, wave its bouquet like a wine, and touch it with my tongue. i clutch it in my hands like running sands through my fingers. and it lingers for a moment and is gone. ...

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I miss an open fire. Warmth, these days, is breathed out of the thin lips of a plastic vent commanded by a button. There is nowhere now where I can sit and stare into the depths of a dancing flame, enter that sacred space where thoughts and mystery meet and reconnects something in me to its earliest roots. I...

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