Short Lovelorn Poems
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A torn sepia picture deforms my lovelorn face.
Song--Traces of Love by The Lettermen
One Liner 7
December 14, 2015
Love, my love has grown pale.
Lovelorn is alarming me, I fear loveless
Even though I have accepted lovesick.
Love I applaude you, you've thought me well.
Chemistry infuses
Grains of solace
Forecast
Passion illuminates
Forbearance wakes
Queries
Affirmation ejects
Anticlimax occurs
Siren
Am I that much impenetrable,
or does he deliberately refuse to describe?
Why do I have heard all that he never said,
but he fails to realise what I have inscribed?
I left my human body to ascend
And meet my maker and finally rest
But felt alone and without a friend
The divine God with his kindness blessed
And sent my lovelorn ghost back to its nest
The beauty of the rose
Everyone knows
Comes with a thorn
Look but don't touch
I want you so much
Lost and lovelorn
Fragrance so sublime
Touching this heart of mine
Once tattered and torn
A Lovelorn Lad From Camaron
A lovelorn lad from Camaron
pledged his darling the earth and the moon
When she demanded them now
along with a cow
He fled to the nearest saloon
The saxophone wails out a tune
Notes drifting to a blue night moon
Raise your glass on high
For it is such a mystery
And has been through all history
Hear the lovelorn cry
Moon drunk fool,
you hide your pain
gloriously.
I adore the way you
drape your words
around the night and
make mellow poems
to soothe the sting of this
lunatic
lovelorn
lousy
life.
All words are metaphors for love
Even hate.
Love is the spiritual glue
Binds all- red white brown or blue
Love is the real god-particle
I name it lovetron
Add it to your dictionary
Those who are lovelorn.
Relive love-it is just born.
Lovelorn;
My love,
Breaking my heart,
Left me forever to
mourn.
Forlorn;
I Lament,
Singing the blues,
My pining heart pleads:
Return!
Dr. Ram Mehta's "Longing" contest.
Edna gave advice to the love lost and lovelorn on the radio.
Her show was popular, but it would be the last place I would go.
Her breakups were many, her sour dour ways were no better.
I was thinking of sending this silly station an anonymous letter.
I sit by the moon
and exhale all my zeal
of wanting you one more time
but the pain I don't want to feel
again and again over your imprudence
of not comprehending my love
and slaying my feelings while playing innocence.
#monostich
While destiny ditched me dearly in a dire domain
my lumbering life left me lovelorn in a languishing limbo,
With all of my lackluster longing long gone
my haggard and heavy-laden heart hurts heartily.
~Alliteration contest by Barry Stebbings
A newborn's first cry
Being thrust into the world
Reassuring wail
The tears of young love
Her heart such a tender place
Cry of the lovelorn
We are all alone
When death creeps round the corner
Cry of the unknown
12/28/13 For the Three Stanza contest
Alone at twilight on a bench
I heard a stirring up above
And looked to see, upon a branch
Were perched a pair of mourning doves
How I wish that they could tell me
What it’s like to have a love
But I knew then as the night befell me
It was far too much to ask them of.
who? who is there?
oh; a lovelorn lover!
love-philter is in dry summer
cloudy girl lives behind the blueness,
across the curtain of sky
solitude life is passing
sun is scorching the thirsty drone!
who? who is there?
oh; a lovelorn love!
-December 24, 2018 Chattogram
I see angel-waves
in my mother's heart...
her lotus anchored ~
in childhood-vase, as
pearl auroras age...
etched to starlight,
I ebb in dreams ~
soothed by sapphires
lovelorn... forlorn...
lake, its breath...
like rose rhyme ~
sun singing...
saffron
lilies
sage...
Sorrows of Love
The sorrows of love have an ever changing face
We dream of a soft inviting smile filled with grace
The lovelorn get lost in hungry eyes
And the promise in those moments of surprise
The tender kindness and ecstasy's fires
The charms that only exist in one's deepest desires
why did it begin in the first place?
and then why, it have to end so early?
it was meant to be another lovelorn story,
a story with arcs developing faster than fiction
everything shattered in the blink of an eye
our first conversation, it was all accidental
and so was our fate- it was tragic and unfair
Faint-hearted lass, are you where
Your dreams have placed you?
Not as yet? Not even close
In that otherwise camatose
Wakefulness, Day goads?
Then to this fine sleeper's creed
Are not living true:
"Fear not, nightly wise, as far
What unto The Morning Star. *
New day, new life bodes.
* Venus. Planet of Love
Empty mass, devoid and vast,
Our parting words will be our last
And, oh, my Heart- in Death to cast!
For I cannot endure to relive the past
If you should go, you will steal my Soul
As half of me would become a hole
And left, sadly, to never know
How I could ever love you so...
**Gothic or Romantic Contest Entry
~JustThatArchaicPoet
Still
as a
summer morn..
a youth
lovelorn..
the
veiled dawn..
a heart
that mourns..
a portrait
drawn..
of memories
time worn..
ambitions
withdrawn..
a promise
forsworn..
an idea
inborn
It's that time of the night again
when I call the moon to my window sill
Eager to tell it stories of the day gone by
Because it listens to them silent and still...
I ramble on my thoughts, my angst, my pain
while it travels past the night with little stress or strain
As it bids goodbye at the break of dawn
I know it will miss me too like a lover lovelorn !
A sky of angry screeching,
demanding;
like a raptor in the wind.
Doesn't have the impact
that simple warbling brings.
With fear of cruel words spoken,
love retracts,
like claws on birds of prey;
and all I loved about you
has now flown far away.
Predatory words can rip,
into beings
lovelorn at their peak.
Not accomplishing anything but
the sharpening of the beak.