Sad Love Poems | Examples of Sad Love Poetry

I was married, but to me, it wasn’t marriage. It was poverty-induced— a fate sealed by hunger and silence. I was an orphan, taken in by my mother’s brother— the uncle who accepted that I could live with him. But he was abusive, an emotional robber. He broke the seal of my womanhood when I was just into the third of the teenage years. Long story short— he...

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The good thing is I am never going to be crying, But the truth is there is still this deep heartaching longing For that very something with that very someone I am missing....

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Inspired by Bob Dylan's song "Abandoned Love" —————————————— Your fire burns deep in my ocean, But where is the ash of its burn? It's a movement without motion— A facemask fixed on the stern. I would rather fight a phantom, Than see your heart be fully claimed. I chose you—perhaps at random— To repair a heart love had maimed. My heart still jumps into my mouth Whenever...

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I wander the streets that my feet know you've roamed Back when you were still here and this city still felt like home I search for your shadow - love, where did you go? Without you, I'm nothing, so I turn to what I know Which is broken keys, broken melodies A broken song for a broken me I'm tongue-tied, can't...

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Looking at her is like a grainy old romance warped in a bathroom mirror— time distorts in her footsteps. She’s always smiling, even when tears circle in her eyes. Only on certain nights will she pull off the mask and fracture in hush, splintering inward. She speaks little— perhaps the quietest soul I’ve known. Her days revolve around his breath, his smile...

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Life span expires around 100 That final flash behind the brain dies fast — If I could choose, I’d leave this fleeting land Beside the man I love, my lifelong friend. Yet fate is cruel; now I must live on, As if the one I love has gone away, Learning how to bear the restless storm, From someone long lost in my...

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Echo of Lost Love ...

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Red Flags He hides his phone when you’re near, Fingers fumble, clouded fear. Notifications off at night, Darkness veils the glaring light. Silent whispers in his chest, Half-truths spoken, half repressed. “Just some work,” he softly pleads But trust can’t bloom from poisoned seeds. Location off, a phantom’s trace, You’re left to wonder, left to chase. His stories shift, they twist and turn, Your gentle heart begins...

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He's a flirt with his anxieties, Collecting tauted nerves. She's a pen who haunts his remedies, And with these words she serves. He'll romanticize the painful, And unto pleasure, gain. Where a page was turned to tar, With her baneful, poisoned stain. All that glitters looks amiss, While they write together sin. Whereby lovers part by kiss, Muses part by apitoxin....

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Emptiness That is what has been filled inside of me these days A second feels like a minute and then eternity feels short I'm slapping on a smile, I really am good at it Nevertheless, is it really needed I am hungry for more of his eyes, his smile, his giggles but weren't they slowly taking away mine So I stay This...

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I call her Ms. H because names are easier than saying— I was too much. Too soon. Too wrong. She isn’t loud. She doesn’t speak. She waits— in the gap between what I gave and what you didn’t take. Ms. H isn’t you laughing at me. She’s the one who dusts me off when I offer my beating heart— just for you to forget it on your way out. She’s the one...

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I dreamed that snow fell on the hill, while far below the sea was still; it covered paths that we once knew when I was so in love with you. I saw the bridge where we would stand, lips pressed together, hand in hand, where we sought shelter from the rain when my heart smiled and felt no pain. But as I wakened...

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I missed you today. Not the one that noticed my clothes, or commented on the way I wore my hair. Not the one who said it was my fault, that I provoked it, that I should have been different. Not the one that turned away when I needed help most. I missed the you that held me when I cried, who...

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neon flickers pink, cherry blossoms broken glass—— I drank the false moon....

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You crawl under my skin Again, uninvited this time Drinking my sorrow Your tail whips around my heart Drawn in by the cold Darkness you know so well To look but not to touch A sad spectacle to visit But visit is all Soak up vulnerability Bathe in the grief Wash off, walk home Leave me with the well Where undrinkable water lives Crumbs to decorate it Furtive missives of...

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