Short Love Unrequited Poems

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Love Unrequited

I gave you my all
the harsh moon cast its shadow
Silence filled the air

Love unrequited
eyes shed tearsdrops of fire
unable to stop
Form: Haiku


Premium Member A Lament to My Muse

Though many those who court the muse,
There's only few that she will choose.
I wish that my light
Could shine here more bright,
But love unrequited's the news.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member you are my witness

I am to one 
what another is to me.

The years press 
against each other
 
producing sweet nectar 

drops of time 
that we have created  

are gone to past again.
I have told you it is so

and you are my witness
to this

Miss You More


I'm missing you all over again
And it's not because you gave me hope
It's not because I love you more now

I miss you every day, especially at night
And it's because I gave myself hope
Because I saw you, now I see you everywhere

Love Unrequited

Love unrequited, so much time wasted
Woman so splendid, what you always wanted
Heart that got busted, wouldn’t get mended
Too much expended, it ended before it started
Feeling so taunted, your mind is haunted
By the memories of your love unrequited


For ATP, my love unrequited
JEB
© John Boak  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Nothing

Nothing is sweeter than lover's first kiss
Nothing so sad as love unrequited
Nothing as cutting as false love's sharp edge.
Nothing from nothing, no bets for to hedge.
Nothing from something matter ignited
Something from nothing, to end this stasis.
Double or nothing, let's do it again.
Form: Rhyme

Unspoken

You see me
Without looking in my eyes
I hear you
Without speaking your truth

You touch me
Without using your hands
I love you
Without saying those words

You move me
Without pushing 
I miss you
Without trying

You are with me
Without having you near
I am with you
Without being the one
© Mau Loa  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member love, the second time around

wear this tiara of tears, weep veiled stars O wedded Hina of heart ~ falling in l o v e again
contest : the numbers game sponsor : Nette Onclaud date when my quill cradled this kimo; 6.09.26
Form: Kimo

Game

all this while
I had been knocking at your door
waiting for you to traverse the space
from your locked room to the door front 
take the keys from the door side table 
and let me in

and all this while
in being the knocker
I forgot to lock my home
the doors were wide ajar
the windows un-hatched,
you’d raided all of it.

Unrequited Summer

Contest Title: 'FAREWELL, SUMMER' 
Sponsor: nette onclaud
Date: 05.09.2019



He grips so tightly to her warmth
with fears that this will be their last
encounter until God knows when -

When will we reunite once more?

He, lost in limerence - summer -
She ran as fast as the leaves fell;
now he walks amongst her ashes.

Unrequited Love

Sightless you gaze past the love in my eyes,
I am sending your way in friendship’s disguise.
Unheeding you neglect the words I treasure,
That reveal the feelings I've yet to measure. 

Detach from my dreams, migrate from my mind,
And save me from the pain of going in blind.
Restless I ache from this love unrequited.
Dealing with desires which show up uninvited.
© S. Grace  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Point of No Return

A knock, a door opens,
a startled look,
and her, silent, smiling
Years had passed, 
a memory long forgotten,
buried deep within,
a love unrequited
A hand offered became hello,
hello became a hug,
a hug became a kiss,
a kiss became a point of no return
A longing once lost, filled without reason
A goodbye, without tears,
becomes a memory never to be forgotten
and maybe, that was her reason

12/9/16

Painting Freely By Memory

Abstract images dripping shadows
Through one's reveries--- cycles grasped 
by an artist's palm, scraping the easel--
Mosaic of  fallen birds caught within blended tints;
Acrylic pictures woven together, 
Hung through clotheslines... soaring like love unrequited.
Within edges of a framework, paint coagulates,
Full of stale cigar smoke as wax droppings
break from many nights' forsaken candles.



Broken Wings Contest-- Dust Off A Memory 
25th Oct  2017
Form: Lyric

Catatonia, Collapse, Abiding Love

I kneel, bow, and make myself into 
A rock to ask God, 
King of the Universe, 
Give me the amateur. 
Hear my cries, Lord our God, 
And give me him. 

I plead, beg, and erode 
My rough edges; 
Almighty One, 
I want this one to be terminal. 
Please, God, place the 
Obsidian in the core of my palm.
Let this strangeness of love
Feel familiar, once more. 

King of my Universe, 
Please let him become familiar. 
Almighty One, 
I swear I will get it right this time.
Form: Prose

Rachel Elizabeth

Elegance as far as my heart can see 
Eyes as blue as pools of raw beauty 
A Yorkshire rose as white as snow 
Rachel a name that warms my soul. 

Despite the distance my memories won't fade 
Of a delicate goddess I was unable to tame 
Sadness and tears sting my face 
The smell of her hair from a warm embrace. 

Her happiness conquers all the negative thoughts 
To have met a woman so adored 
My heart shall remain happy, full and alive
Rachel Elizabeth, the true beauty in my life.
Form: Rhyme

Writing the Unspoken Feelings

Writing is my hobby, like many others do,
Just like my lover, who loves someone new.
Through the rhythm and rhyme, I ignite.
These unspoken feelings, I gently write,

In writing poetry, I find my release,
It’s like a journey where my soul finds peace.
Silent whispers, unspoken desires,
Ignite the page with passionate fires.

Through ink and verse, I weave a tale,
Of a love unrequited, a bittersweet travail.
Read my poems and you will see,
With a pen in hand, my truths set free.
© Mhiz Rhyme  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Torment

Torment. 
Beautiful and precious affliction. 
Words untold. Better left unspoken. Cant speak. 
I've imprisoned myself in you. Hand holds my heart. 
Fingers cage it like bars. 
No longer mere thoughts or just fantasy. 
Forbidden love unrequited. 
Ashamed to be a cliché. 
The cravings of my heart must transform and grow beyond. Let my hunger go. My time has come and gone. 
Choices made and set in stone. 
Must be satisfied to watch from the outside. 
I must. I can do this.
I am strong
© Just Dylan  Create an image from this poem.

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