Unrequited Love Poems - Poems about Unrequited Love

Your voice cuts through my morning thoughts, While coffee grows cold in my hands. I memorize each word you speak— How foolish love can make demands. You mention rain and subway delays, Small troubles that fill up your day. I turn them into precious things, Though you mean nothing that you say. My friends show pictures of their dates, While I rehearse what I...

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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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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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A mountain sits And a river flows A mountain suffers her tears And the infiltration of life Wildflowers necklace it As the goats dance up and down its rocky parts. It can wiggle off snow as well as a buffalo a gnat Knowing it will be better for the snow to leave for awhile and come back when it has changed from...

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"Trap—for the ones who mistake affection for devotion, and fall for voices spun from smoke. He never promised me forever. But still, I stayed… oblivious. Drunk on words, blind in the dark, begging the silence to lie" Then his words— they don’t help. They wrap around me like silk only to choke. Ancora una volta. Again. Again, I fall for the way he...

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If love is... feeling unloved, anxious and starved, give my regards Does the torment of love's hate eliminate pain? If love is trembling lips and sultry eyes, upon them everlasting cries, Charcoal tears that pour What answers are there for these unwanted sores? Binding spells of the unforgiving way swells She the accuser shames with her bitter blame Aging with, until the bitter end Accusing of his unrequited love Awaits...

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Written on April 13th 2025 for Sara Jama's Prompt The Cold Embrace of Death Reverberated within the empty chambers of my soul, As I soak my skin in a clawfoot tub, drowning in my sorrows. Daring the waves to wash me away, I lay barricaded in the bathroom with a bottle of Merlot....

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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 break my heart, do it now Give me something real to move past If you will only ever give false hope, discard me now Give me something real to end the cycle Douse the...

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Hey! Can you see that  Sorrow, pain, stress  That darkness like painter ink That echo like abandoned palace That droughts like cursed farm Time is moving slow and slow  Hey! Is that love? Are sure is it, Are you? Sometimes it's doesn't matters  It's not supposed to be real  And You know am in deep sea Am drowning please, help me I just wanna float....

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How can I sever wolf-waves from the selfish sea? I ache to cut the rogue from the relentless flow his crest —swelled in high rise on testosterone tide— swindles my tease to tame his blue Neptune flame mocking my sun dried bed with unruly despise he rides a white steed in petulant power with the moon I am the passive strand...

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What today weighs light in your life Would one day swell, feel fairly rife, Pages of your life, getting full, Would look ever so beautiful. What seems today unknown to you-- You who has not known what is love-- Would when love sparkles with its hue, Leaving today out of my groove, I feel lost but not of my hope, My...

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The sunlight spills across her hair, a river of spun gold, And I, like a moth drawn to a flame it cannot hold, observe her from afar, My gaze, a silent symphony, a melody that never leaves my heart, I wonder, am I allowed to look at her with such a tender, lingering start? Her laughter,...

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Am I allowed to look at her like that? A question soft, a silent plea within. Her kindness pours, a sunbeam warm and bright, Could it be wrong to find such grace a sight? She moves like water, gentle, ever-flowing, My eyes, they follow, a current caught and swayed. Her laugh, a melody, fills all the...

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The name engraved in my heart Arteries pump a yearning chemical The soul craves his breath Weighing down my every move The mind bound to retention Of intimacy and passion Yet His Heart is translucent His body craves no touch of mine His eyes continue to hold light He remains extant, Like I am no longer a being I am no longer a being Without his...

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