For Him Sad Love Poems

Today I saw a bird,
looking for food in the cold,
to feed his hungry wife,
without knowing she’s no longer alive.
Oh, how sad he will be,
I bet...

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These transparent teardrops gently smack onto my table,
As I am writing a letter to the first love of my fable,
Praying for him to soon forgive...

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They say They say opposites attract,
I suppose they were right to think that especially for us.
For i was naive
and you wanted to deceive 
I was...

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I beg
Have mercy
Kill this dream
End my misery
If you will never choose me, make it clear now
Give me something real to mourn
If you are destined to...

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Bound to the bark, it drank the rain,
And spread tendrils again and again
Unnoticed beauty, soft and deep,
While hurried, humans let affection sleep

They rush on by,...

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I once wrote a sonnet for a pointless percussionist.
Telling him he is lucky to be getting them at an early age.
A fool was I neglecting...

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Being without you
is like the stars
without the moon

The hole I have in my heart
that's forever torn apart

Without you by my side
and the endless days I...

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In the quiet of the night, she waits alone,
Her heart aching, longing for his tone.
Beside her lies an empty space,
A void she yearns him to...

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I tell the world of you,
Your smile and your glow.
The fondest embrace you gave
Made a mask full of lies fall off,
And gave tears to a...

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You say whatever it is, I can talk to you
But I'm finding it hard to believe it's true.
For you make me feel like a complete...

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This is where the road forks,
our path long since ended. 

I’m stuck in place, 
caught up in the idea of moving forward.
Constantly muling over retracing...

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Adam was in his late 50s and Jean was younger than him by 27

They both had a lot in common, they saw life as if...

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In November's chill on Rana Mohal's lane,
She showed me a shawl, dreams to attain,
Her last wish lingered, a poignant refrain,
But with 125 rupees, my hands...

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I've been through hell,
I've been through the heaven,
happens with you!...

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Our home was lit with autumn's spicy scent.
Now spent are the forms that had something to hold:
votive molds, photo frames, vases.... forsaken.

The form within my...

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