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Love Poems About Emotions or Emotions Love Poems
by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: confusion, emo, emotions, fear, feelings, pain, sad,

AM I

AM  I ?

Am I Just Standing Here, or Am I Just Dead?
Am I So Full Of Fear, I Lost Myself Instead?

Am I A Nobody, that you can't defend me?
OR
Am I Just Invisible, and you really don't pretend.

Am I Blind, Or I Just Don't Wish To See?
The Love I Cannot Find Is Right In Front Of Me!

Am I Hearing the Truth,
Or Have I Just Been Deceived?
Who Can I Trust?
Who Can I Believe?

Am I So Mad I Just Can't Understand,
Or Am I So Sad I Need A Shoulder And A friend?

Is It Just Me, 
Or Am I All Alone?

***

I wrote this poem 22 years ago
I was pregnant, scared and alone:-( 


by Frederic Parker |
Categories: emotions, lost love,

Love's Eternal Death

The hollow eyes of love are never gone
They keep within the waves of trembled tears
From days so poor when love was looked upon
And one where the deepest pain adheres
They give my eyes of love such sad refrain
To think that love would ever be so cruel
And find it was illusion self-contain
When love so grand became so minuscule
To hold love once in dreamer's mind I've flown
And found the point of rest its final breath
To know I will forever be alone
Cry now as then for its eternal death
I found a love to hold and saw it die
Inside depth of darkest pain, I ask why


7/29/17

by Robert Lindley |
Categories: anxiety, dark, emotions, fate, grief, pain, sorrow,

Hope, A Little Remained

Hope, A Little Remained

She walked the creaking floors of the rat-infested room,
trying to remember what tragedy had sent her to this shabby place.
Her heart felt the desperate pains, that lost love sends in aching waves,
praying her sleeping infant does not wake and cry out from its feverish thirst.

He paced the cold cell, languishing in deep misery, heart shattered,
each step an eternity echoing curses, a testament to his broken pride.
Although thousands of miles apart, he felt her loss, never-ending sorrows,
dawn would come, priest would take his last confession, yet Hope remained.

7-03-2018
For Silent One's,  eight lines of fate, when you wonder if it is too late.

by Robert Lindley |
Categories: appreciation, creation, emotions, happiness, joy, love, magic,

Prayer For Her, This Wounded Heart Healed

Prayer For Her, This Wounded Heart Healed

Please keep this dream in my lost life
remove painful sting and life filled with strife
Let her dance and sing another sweet tune
as I hold her under this, merciful God's moon.
 

An excerpt from:  "As I Hold Her Under This, Merciful God's Moon"
(written 7/26/2015)
For- Your Best Poem #2 contest, sponsor	Shadow Hamilton

Now Submitted for contest: July 19, 2019
Contest: Arbitrium Divisa 3
Sponsor: Gregory R Barden

by Linda-Marie SweetHeart |
Categories: love, heart, heart,

Listen to the Heart

"Listen! to the Heart" ~~~~~~~~ every heart strums strings of symphony an open book exploring dreams and fantasies the lovebeat touches emotions and feelings serene as candy-filled caramel cremes. every heart twirls in tune to love and romance a paradox portrait of lovers in a trance echoing laughter in harmonious haven or a fickle falsetto black as a raven. every heart is a treasure chest of precious jewels as tenderness comforts those heartaches so cruel the heart always gives; suddenly takes away so listen to the heart; hear the words it must say.

by Tim Smith |
Categories: love,

The Poetess

Words flowing like magic, explode off my page
Taking me on journeys, I didn't seek
My mind is just floating, feelings do race
Her spirit is leading, to heaven I think

Reading but living, each chosen word
Caught up in beauty, emotions I trace
My heart is a flutter, tears sometimes fall
In awe of her verses, as much as her grace

Passion and love, I can feel her heartbeat
Sorrow and pain, mistakes made again
Dancing with nature, you take me by hand
Simply you're beautiful, I'm in love with your pen

Spilling of emotions, out onto the page
Poems come alive, for sure they are real
Confide in me please, all that's concealed
My dearest poetess, you make me feel



by Emile Pinet |
Categories: beauty, emotions, feelings, imagery, love hurts, music, passion,

Callused Fingers

Callused fingers press vibrating strings
drawing passion from a violin.
And with burnished wood snug to his cheek
the violinist plays from its heart.

Subtle vibes saturate my being
as crying strings elicit feelings.
And expounding on love’s betrayal
music stirs the imagination.

His bow hangs like a lingering kiss
savoring the taste of ecstasy.
And then with tears trickling down his cheek
he unleashes unbridled fervor.

Experiencing pangs of rapture
sound slips the bonds of reality.
And as each note penetrates my heart
it ignites flames of fire and passion.

by regina branham |
Categories: lost love, love

As My Pen Danced

I waited, dressed to kill
in red,
and in love

both, of which 
I could have been coaxed out of

You have turned a pale shade of white,
my Valentine

Al Green sang to me,
as my pen danced as your substitute 
we danced all night long,
stationary, our dance floor.

As we whirled to the emotions
of words' sounds; hand in hand,
we went round and round
and round

No one else in the room
most of all, not you
as my ink turned 
from red to blue

by Emile Pinet |
Categories: beach, beautiful, imagery, imagination, innocence, love, romantic,

Agony And Ecstasy

Cascading waves wash ashore tickling our toes as we stroll. And moonbeams set a thousand jewels sparkling... upon the shoal. Smiles summon sweet emotions as we walk upon the beach hand in hand under a starry sky... Pausing, to build castles in the sand. Romantic sparks ignite flames of passion by a tranquil sea, and fledgling souls unite for eternity... Hopes and tears equally shared define the essence of living. And yet love offers a joy reserved for fantasies and dreams... Agony and ecstasy meld to greet each hungry kiss. And consumed by desire we've never felt a love... quite like this! Written 09/18/2016

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: destiny, emotions, fun, games, life, passion, uplifting,

AND SO IT BEGINS

And so it begins
The game of life
The dominos of love
Falling where they may
The timer activated
Fresh out of a box
Learning the rules 
As we go along
No plan or ruse
No rhyme or reason
Just out for some fun
Moving game pieces
Taking turns
At winning and losing
Rising and falling
In endless succession
An ebb and flow of emotions
The tears the laughter
Riding a roller coaster
Of highs and lows
A detonated cosmic launch
Mingling interstellar orbs
Crisscrossing arcs of destiny
In a waltz of muses
Or divine intervention



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on January 2, 2019, for contest FREE VERSE STYLE ONLY sponsored by EMILE PINET  -  RANKED 5TH

by Emile Pinet |
Categories: emotions, feelings, hope, hurt, imagery, love hurts,

Everything's Okay

Love is but an illusion
a mixture of lies and truth.
And non-responsive to dreams
or expectations of youth.

Through anguish and frustration
bravado falters and slips.
And yet in your fantasies
passion drips from wanton lips.

Hope courts imagination
summoning a dreamy smile.
And you find your private place 
where you go once in a while. 

You yearn for a soul mate with
whom to share your existence.
And you continue to look 
with undying persistence.

You fall in and out of love   
with the ghosts of yesterday.
And yet feigning happiness
pretend everything's okay.

by Emile Pinet |
Categories: break up, emotions, feelings, imagery, love hurts,

Hope Outweighs Sorrow

Falling in love’s magical
it feels like your heart's on fire.
And dreamers hear only hope
not the words of a liar.

When trust begins to weaken
your heart shores it up with lies.
And an outpouring of pain
replaces truth as it dies.

Fear gathers like nagging doubts
morphing into last goodbyes.
And shared dreams discreetly drown
as tears spill from crying eyes.

Let time’s current carry you
to where hope outweighs sorrow.
For like a river it flows
towards a new tomorrow.

by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: beautiful,

Sunsets In The Blues

.He walked in silence to the corner of my heart He lit a candle~ fire in a room once damp and dark His words were gently spoken His love was loud and clear His arms were unexpected A fearless Chevalier My strength was getting weaker My pulse~rate running low He sheltered my emotions and fortified his soul He helped me win the battle against solitude's blade His kiss bestowed upon me His palm upon my faith A faith of a new promise on paths of pastel hues Of jasmine scents and marigolds Of Sunsets in the blues.

by liam mcdaid |
Categories: love, moon, romance, romantic, sun,

warm solar love

a soul orbits 
looking into space
searching beyond
staring at 
an orange full
cold  moon
rising peacefully
into the sea of tranquility
floating air labored
softly gasping for breath
exploding stars
lights up
the sky

wrath of the sun's light
bombards this earth
explosive  fireworks 
pulsing inside  
emotions erupt
bursting solar colours
feelings flare beautifully
flashing the beginning 
of a strong orbiting cycle

magnetic crochet
strongly pulls
gently sewing together
embraces warm rays 
kisses sweetly
with her soft fingers
weaving love deeply
blissfully into 
one's heart



 










by Eve Roper |
Categories: dream, love, spring,

Dreams Hued in Cherry Blossoms

She walks underneath the pink sunshade trees dressed in flowing antique white bridal gown. Un-dissuaded heart, to laugh, love, a peace drawn to fragments of leaves rustling around. The start of spring; radiant glow of pink. A fountain of cherry blossom petals trace down to the ground dressing the green. A wink of amorous scene of warmth of her grace. Enthralled by sensation of sweet scent tease, gold sunshine rays' columns stand and solemn. Poetic strokes of emotions to please, a life draped in dreams hued in cherry blossoms. A blank canvas rich in true color spun in glaze memories not to be undone.
5/21/2017

by Linda-Marie SweetHeart |
Categories: love,

Wearied Wanderlust

"Wearied Wanderlust" upon a gilded meadow glows a bottle of tender tears scattered ashes burnt and laden carpeting of stone ravished emotions turbulent feasting on flesh and bone filtering through fibers as escalating fears harbor broken dreams evaporating in waning years as visions petrified reside in somber tone upon a gilded meadow glows Life's chilling chant of haunted love still stalks a tattered heart is wandering, wearied and all alone swallowed a bittersweet taste of vacant cone in endless patterns of desolate walks upon a gilded meadow glows..

by Daniel Cheeseman |
Categories: devotionwords,

Blue Tears On Parchment

Light blue tears on parchment, how softly my pen 
weeps for you. Ribbons of verse bind, pull tightly 
on oozing emotions. Devoted words lie embalmed 
in true affection, line upon line of adoration. I am 
besotted in ink, controlled by a heart that fills my 
page. My pen lies aside my love, my dreams, my 
day and night and what you are to me. Your kisses 
are the words planted and my future granted.

by Lu Loo |
Categories: emotions, lost love, passion,

Time To Let You Go

Beneath the sunlit sky I see your face, and in that moment you reveal your touch- I feel the way you’ve mastered your embrace, and through the night your passion is as such. Above the twilit moon I need your kiss, I beg of you to keep my secret safe- For when away your fondness I do miss, and as we said we need our tender faith. The way the spark is lit beneath the sheets, reveals the gentle ways you swiftly trace my body like a sketch down to my feet, for in your arms is where I leave my lace. Before the Lord made man you loved me so- But now it’s time for me to let you go. October 21, 2016

by Lynn Marie |
Categories: emotions, feelings, heart, lost love, love, nostalgia, passion,

one brief moment

In one brief moment
you saw me as I am
without a word spoken
palm open for my hand.

Nary a harp string plucked
silence graced the air
silhouettes became one
my heart I laid bare.

Candle wicks were unlit
full moon a distant past
my emerald eyes glowed
your love echoing back.

Fire  our skin to skin heat
scent unique unto us
not a flower in bloom
our souls we gave in trust.

In one brief moment
you saw me as I am
the memory of each breath
my bliss I'll always have.











03-28-2017

by Jo Daniel |
Categories: emotions, heart,

Hearts At Odds

Hearts made of wax, sent through the mail Should help relax, instead I wail, They will soon melt in time's hot hands, Loneliness is felt midst life's strands; Hearts made of glass shatter and fail When griefs harass, they don't prevail, What use are these hearts so feeble, Poor pleas of perishing people? Hearts made of stone are cold and fake, Even Love will own - "Hard to break", Will they be healed? How can I trust? Feelings concealed, what if they bust? Hearts made of flesh and blood, I seek, They won't crush my sentiments meek, Understanding hearts of love - Now, fear departs, before them I bow. ----------17.12.16----------

by White Wolf |
Categories: love, romance,

Lovers' Feast:

Passions burn in the depth of night, Lovers yearning to be entwined, Against the wind these birds own flight, A trail hidden it's hard to find. Emotions soar high out of sight, As love explodes in hearts so warm, They hold each other close and tight, Embraced they lay in loving form. This is how love can be for most, Ever daunting to say the least, But when it's found it's grandiose, So succulent thy lovers' feast. In their arms lie and be adored, And feel the fires as they once roared. (Eight syllables per line)

by Emile Pinet |
Categories: angel, best friend, emotions, feelings, friendship, friendship love, how i feel,

Best Friend



There is nothing more heartening than a smile if you haven’t seen one for a while you hope it will never end it's not just pretend with a best friend it's no jest the Lord chose to send an angel to help you mend one that does not put love on trial there is nothing more heartening than a smile (Andaree) Feb.07,2018

by Winged Warrior |
Categories: beautiful, emotions, love,

Love Is

Love Is Two hearts beating as one synchronized with the setting sun Two minds in a spinning spun kindled kisses on the run Euphoric ecstasy upon sailing the sapphire sea A botanical bliss spree Loves fragrance for you and me. Aug.07.2018 A four line poem on what is love Sponsored by: Faraz Ajmal Placed 1'st

by Daniel Cheeseman |
Categories: love

To Write Of Love

If I was to write of love, then from my
nib your heart would flow. Dreams
would be the parchment on which I
scribe, and your fragrance the sentence
formed. A desire and passion would 
flood my page, with intermittent kisses
instead of punctuation. Chapters of 
grace would fill your eyes, the contents
feelings spill your soul. The ink from
deep and pulsing veins, would secrete
the validity of my emotions. I see and 
do not see, for with your absence my
page is blank, yet in your thought reams
I write. Let this page be a blanket on 
which those eyes could sleep, and
realize my love is not a dream, but
reality in reaching words.

by Nina Parmenter |
Categories: emotions, joy, poetry, poets,

A poet feels

A poet feels in metaphors
and images. A poet pours
their inner world into the air
and innocently leaves it there,
untethered. A poet stores 

their love in dactyls, bares their flaws
in anapaests, fights inner wars
in verse, and all a mind can bear
a poet feels.

A poet never once ignores
the seam of bliss that underscores 
the world. They paint its lines with flair,
excited that their words can share
such joy - for all the eye adores
a poet feels.


1 August 2019
For Charles Messina’s Rondeau Contest
Note: English accent! Metaphors / pours / stores / flaws / wars / ignores / underscores / adores all end in the same “ors” sound.