Unrequited Poems - Poems about Unrequited

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 ...

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You anchor your rancor, a cancerous canker, Not just any mole Your hatred you hide it, you split and divide it, It's soured your soul The women, you bait them, you date and berate them, You're no kind of man You're just out for the kill and you spill out your swill, Like nobody can Their hearts beating faster, they race towards disaster, Watch...

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If being pretty were a crime, you’d already be behind the bars Because angels look at their reflection and wish they had your smile And I’m not sentimental, but to you I must confess: I’ve waited ages to find someone whose beauty can compare If my poems were eulogies, you’d be nothing short of dead Because not romanticizing you...

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I hate my low moments. Those moments when I try not to but my eyes find your name and my finger dial your number These days it never goes through anymore All I hear is a beep then a silence I will never fill with words I dont want you to pick up. I dont want your voice to warm...

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Come near do not take your gaze from mine The heavens have nothing on the stars of your eyes If you're willing take my hand. let our destinies entwine If not then fear not for your company will grant me respite A reprieve from the death of love unachieved The loss of my heart to an unassuming thief To be deprived...

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In the quiet corners of her whispered fears, she carries a heart wrapped in shadows, trembling like the leaves outside, each gust a reminder of the storm within. Her laughter dances just out of reach, a melody sweet yet haunting, where the notes are soft, and her silences...

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How am I supposed to feel after expressing it. It’s so bad, this unrequited love. I yearn to have you love me but it’ll never happen. Why must I be so close to you yet so far, for now I hold onto you, but how long can I keep going. It’s a bad religion to be in love with...

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To love someone who no longer loves you is the cruelest trick played by the world. I didn’t know you wanted me that way, I thought you only cared for my body, so I found another who seemed to want a connection. I should’ve told you then how I love you so, I wish I...

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Summer breeze on an upside down perspective Warm waters in the blue distance Clarity still no closer than when I first arrived How can I feel filled with unbridled joy But still feel hollow empty tears to cry? We walk for hours everyday Trying to find a semblance of how we can change We know the errors, the cause of the...

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She wouldn’t let me in So, I stand on the porch With all the other men Still carrying a torch I thought I had a chance I thought I had a shot I thought I’d get a dance But nothing’s all I got She had no open door She always kept it locked So, like all those before I stand out here and knock I tried to...

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Your voice cuts through steam from my cup. I count the seconds between each word, save the way you pause before saying rain. Three weeks of coffee shop mornings— your shoulders slump deeper when you mention deadlines. I memorize this angle, how your jacket pulls at the seams. Today you ask about my weekend, folding a blue shirt corner to corner. I practice saying "maybe" but my throat closes like...

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Like a cat, I've nine times to die — and love has taken seven. Once, when you said my name like it was a question. Twice, when you answered it with silence. Thrice, when you loved someone else in front of me like I was made of stone instead of soul. I keep returning — from wreckage, from wreck, from wreck again. You don't know how many lives I’ve lost just staying alive next...

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I see the shadow in your eyes, The quiet war you try to hide. Still, I stay, still I wait-- Drawn to every twist of fate. On a bed of thorns, I close my eyes, And count the tears I can't disguise. What do I hold, when your hands let go? What do I keep, when I already know? I can't breathe in,...

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Everyone reads what I write, Except the one it’s meant for. She never do. She never will. And I ask myself, Do these words mean anything, Or are they just a lullaby For a heart that forgot how to sleep? Maybe I write to lie, To pretend silence was a choice, Not a sentence carved into me. I stitched my mouth shut With thread made of shame, The...

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She throws herself at the feet of the unimpressed— rolling, rubbing and yowling, an opera of yearning for the neutered elite. They blink, stretch, then saunter off for another nap on the sun-pooled sill, leaving her to flirt with the legs of chairs. Bewildered by the bopped nose, the rebuffed overtures— arching and warbling, tail high with invitation— she meets only indifference or disdain. Again she circles, unsure if maybe she’s doing it...

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