Yearn Poems - Poems about Yearn

(summer 2024) I want a love that is pure, beautiful and made for me. I want them to be poetic to me in a way that I am smitten. God, I yearn for my person to come toward me. It hurts to wait and still feel stuck. How do I keep moving forward when I have feelings like this...

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In a dream universe, my fragile bones yearn to become A parchment of your essence, engraved in eternal silence, To blossom into birds and bees that rise towards the light, To forget decency in the magic of oblivion, to be an eternal story. I watch you stand, a worshipped goddess, beautiful in splendor, A temple of light and mystery, a...

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I would wrap your love around me like a coat. I would let your hands be the sieve that caught my soul. I would let your lips be the parachute that I never checked. I would fall on my anger like a sword. To die at your feet is not just Love, it is Religion. To break and be mended by hands divine and flesh and soft. Like...

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she has been looking for someone, since before she knew the word for wanting, “please, have you seen this person?” someone who’s tall and strong when she scratched her knees falling down the monkey bars —he can catch her when she falls, and lift her like she's air someone who's kind and has a puppy when she first held a fluffy life...

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people lost in the rush i wait in line with the rest waiting and observing people leaving as others wait they sit and learn. out to defy the laws we are bound. in the sorting it is easy to bypass the ones that yearn. a chance to get away, with no guarantee of a return no matter how high you...

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“The octopus’ tender tentacles tinkled like pomegranate bells ---" Cut, Cut Cut! What the 'H' are you talking about? ‘Tender tentacles of an octopus tinkling.’ Have you gone mad, Max? ...

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flowers that have flourished in winter made beautiful in the frost, from the same chilling breeze they have grown lost. one flower stands out in its sunny meadow, the other still frozen in a field, envying the other flowers that get to grow along in that meadow, waiting to be revealed. every once in a while the pollen of the flower...

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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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We are Estranged But— I hope my image stays in your mind forever —etched in your memory until your last breath. Whenever you tuck a strand of hair behind her ear—maybe, at least once, you'd reminisce about me. I feel unsettled, yet sometimes, I wish that when your lips meet hers, a faint echo of my taste still lingers. It...

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My ears are sealed, forever bound by quiet/ A world of stillness, no sound can riot/ Yet my mind pulses, alive and aware/ With whispers and images you unknowingly share/ Every thought, unspoken and raw/ Every dream, every flaw/ They flow to me, a bittersweet stream/ Of joys, of sorrows, of hope, of esteem/ Your words, unuttered, cut me deep/ Your judgements linger, wounds...

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Irish accents quake my female southland. Males 'neath Newsboy Caps stimulate dreamland. Irish yearns may want touch, Did not seek to feel such. Ireland trips could stimulate mate's backhand....

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My heart is of a noble man How it yearns to love a kind girl Little by little day by day She'd be the compound in my heart That would burst every time I saw a smile on her face How I see her faceless memories in my dreams How I would be sure to treat her good and become her...

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While I deleted all my socials, why have I just installed one to look what her favorites are? I swear I should have just leave it and let it stay in deleted. I am not meant to use such things, I always won't stop what other people might think. Because when I saw that he is following her, both...

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On a silent and mellow snowy evening, When stillness embraced the world, The sky appeared ethereal and endearing, When Winter’s last flakes of snow swirled. The last piece of ember remained red, Yet warm and cozy around the hearth, Reminding me of the spring days ahead, That brings fragrance and color to the earth. Looking...

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I yearn for a quiet life, Its really hard though When all your life has been noise. I constantly pondered on what it must be like, But my brain finds it hard to fathom such a concept I yearn for a quiet life. The noise becomes so loud that It being quiet is outlandish Something beyond comprehension When all your life has...

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