Love Poems About Horribly or Horribly Love Poems
by Billy Thekidster |
Categories: suicide,

Suicide Warning

If you are someone who I love and care for very dearly,
and you are feeling suicidal and do not reach out to me,
I just want you to know that if you do succeed,
in bringing to fruition this most cowardly deed,
not one ounce of my grief will you ever receive,
because while you may or may not be resting in peace,
All Of The Survivors You Left Behind Will Suffer Horribly,
and anyone who could do anything like that to anybody,
gets no respect from me and certainly not my grief.

by Charles Smith |
Categories: sad

"loveless"

destined for lonely,
broken at heart.
my love isn't here,
and we are always apart.

the sound of the empty,
the carelessly lonely,
force cries of desperation,
that emanate horribly.

by Roy Christian |
Categories: inspirational, uplifting, fruit, love,

The Sacred Fruit

The sacred fruit of your soul was lost
Taken unrightfully stolen
It hurt immensely
You shared the holiness with others
to rid the raunch treachery
Then met a man who treated you horribly
abused you, hit you and took control of you
I came and released you
treated you well and made you happy
shared our thoughts, entered each others minds
We talked about memories
things we had
things we want
what we need
We laughed, cried, smiled
The love we had
The love we have
I want to be with you til the end
I want to give you my fruit and share my wine


by Christopher Lipp |
Categories: absence

Nervous Room

I lay flat before the bending , way 
past the break
Its a lot like love with that 
unusual sent , becoming 
vulnerable. Beside the notion 
against the hoursscattered , 
seconds which swril from 
focused beams of brutal bliss.
Casually confronted charging in 
and around odd ponders.
There`s a presence prescribed 
rising slow though sleek and 
steady. Welcome to the nervous 
room where our lightheadedness 
grows horribly heavy.

by Christopher Lipp |
Categories: absence

Nervous Room

I lay flat before the bending , way 
past the break
Its a lot like love with that 
unusual sent , becoming 
vulnerable. Beside the notion 
against the hoursscattered , 
seconds which swril from 
focused beams of brutal bliss.
Casually confronted charging in 
and around odd ponders.
There`s a presence prescribed 
rising slow though sleek and 
steady. Welcome to the nervous 
room where our lightheadedness 
grows horribly heavy.

by Thomas Brown |
Categories: love,

My Kat

There are some things in life 
that make a man smile for days
For the past couple of months
 it has involved you in so many ways

Your messages
Your pictures
Your voice
The look on your face
and the times when I hold you 
that tell me you were the best choice

I can’t believe
I could have completely missed you
I could have never contacted you that day
I could have never gotten on that site

For good reason too
that site was full of the worst
perverts
whores
bores
even criminals
I we both felt horribly cursed

Meeting you is a blessing
Your golden hair
your twinkle in your eye
your lovely smile
your soft skin
you’ll need to slap me
so I remember this is not a dream
that you really are mine

by Jun Gonzales |
Categories: grief, snow, sorrow, winter,

The Coming Winter Brings a Curious Chill


The coming winter brings a curious chill 
For one there is no season here as such
Perhaps the reason why the days be ill
The one that warms my heart I miss so much
You ask me how I do so horribly well
In winter cold as death that burns within
Perhaps because her memories still they tell
The warm embrace remains where it has been
Sometimes I wish the hours and times may freeze
That I could keep and later on to spend
With precious ones whose days are at the least  
Whom I may lend or give towards the end
The snow and ice though pure and white do melt
Such tears of love before I never felt 

by Renee Kelly |
Categories: angst, confusion, love, sad

Blackened Phoenix

A perceived love
Gone horribly awry
The anger seethes within
Destroying all in its path
The damage completed
Seen entirely too late
A twisted and angry Phoenix
Lays blackened and decomposing
Done in by imagined longings
And a dangerous mind

by Nicole Gagnon |
Categories: confusion, faith, family, hope, natural disasters, life, sad,

A Twist of Fate

The day was long 
Our eyes did cry 
As we told Bay St. Louis 
Our final good-bye. 

Katrina horribly took 
Our home away. 
The main thing is 
That our faith is here to stay. 

A year has gone by
Since that terrible day
Yet our faith, and hope
Is here to stay.

She may have taken 
All that we had
She really took nothing
For we have all our lives.

If you feel that your life 
has misery on its way 
Just remember that 
God's love is here to stay.

by Ky Gatchell |
Categories: lost love, words, me,

More Than Words Can Say

I miss you more than words can say
you're evil and cruel but i need you anyway
so listen while my words shatter
though I know it will never matter
See me through your dull eyes
promise me there will be no more tears to be cried
So listen while my words shatter
though I know it will never matter
horribly damaging are you and your lies
but i need you,the sad truth i can't deny
So listen while my words shatter 
though I know it will never matter

by Holly Bohto |
Categories: art,

Poetry Soup

Before
Poetry 
Soup
Horribly 
Situated
Reaching 
Out
Artistically
Broke 
Down
Abuse 
Prevailed
In My 
World
Spirit
 Seared
Unkind 
Words
Called A
Freak
By Love
A Love
Who Never
Loved Me
Destruction
A Game
He Played
Won
Accolades 
Highest
Scorer 
To My
Sorrow
But
I Found
You
In My
Strength 
To Come
Back To 
Life
And 
Appreciate
I Have
Gifts
To Share
He Can't
Take Away
Thank You
My Friends
For Taking
The Time
Commenting
On my
Musings
And Rhymes
Showing Me
That I Am 
Free to be
Me
Artistically
Inclined
You Set 
My Mind
On Fire

by Sianna Knight |
Categories: anxiety, deep, depression,

4 Am Thoughts

My inner demons filled my soul
With death, spiders, cobwebs, and coal
They added the last puzzle piece
To make my life broken and complete
They show me ways to cope with life
Like using the all so well-known knife
They held me in their darkest time
Their soft whispers make me question life
I have the chance to make it stop
It will not take a lot
Have I developed a love for hate?
A feeling that's horribly great?
Have I fallen in love with falling
Have my fallen tears stopped me from crying?
Do I feel alive from dying?
Do I want to say goodbye
To the demons that roam my mind?

by Jill Spitz |
Categories: hope, life, love,

Light

Light. It is your mother. So lovely sounding. So lovely moving. It brings out your happiness. It brings you forward. It will invite you into a living dream. It will give you room to run. It will love you forever. You run right through. You can leap away. Don’t try to stay still. Don’t try not to laugh. You will fly high. You will see clearly. You wont ever need to scream. You wont ever need to breath. So horribly beautiful. So violently sweet. It is colorful. It is everything. All darkness disappears. All love comes out. You will live peacefully. You will die peacefully. Your soul will go to heaven. Your body will be worshiped. Light.

by Billy Thekidster |
Categories: depressionlove,

I Can'T

I can't surround myself with loved ones and feel any true joy or happiness
without very powerful, strong, depressing thoughts greatly intrusive.
I can be surrounded by all they who love me and who I love too
but all I am feeling is so depressed and blue.
All I'm thinking is how crushed and destroyed I'd be
if anything ever happened to any of them horribly.

by Alkas Poetry |
Categories: allusion, appreciation, extended metaphor, mental illness, war,

Real War Reality

In the war there are no birds
but flying firecrackers
flowers don't smell good
but they stink horribly.
waters are murky,
grey sky,
dark clouds
artificial nights
and days obscure
love kills peace
hate completes life...
men are more than animals,
animals lose their senses,
everything gains and loses meaning...
fear breathes fear
delirium becomes air
horror becomes fuel
war is the only reason and objective
absolute god madness
perpetual motor and instinct...

by J.W. Earnings |
Categories: confidence, emotions, encouraging, faith,

Fantabulous

Feeling faithfulness freely
And we need to feel accepted
Nostalgic de ja vus make me feel empathy
Terribly sorry for treating everyone horribly
And I feel happier now than I ever did
Because I fallowship with the thoughts of Listen
Understand that we are full of cheerfulness and cleverness creates courage within us
Love is hopeful happiness and sincerity of sweetness is from the Holy Spirit
Obviously, I have been blind for so long...I’m sorry if I have hurt any of you in any way because of my upbringing...
U matter most
So, feel fantabulous and have a fun, freedom-like experience, starting at Home

by Dhanonjoy Saha |
Categories: abuse, perspective, society, voice, woman,

My Freedom

You told me to conform,
asked me to obey, forced
me to follow your rules
and indeed, belittled, I always did. 
 
You became powerful, stronger, 
your horizon horribly expanded,
slowly engulfed my world-to-be
and there was no room left for me.
 
You took away my freedom
to speak, to work, eat, dress, 
my access to medical care, education—
my liberty to live.
 
You can exercise your evil:
muffle my litany, silence my protest,
but you cannot take away my
freedom to love—the freedom of my thoughts-- 

that will survive any measure of tyranny.

by Chinedum Ekwobi |
Categories: allusion, crush, food, love,

Appetite

A Dining Hall’s famous passion 
And signal stomachs have vision.
Not shown ignites cook’s confusion,
The proudest chef slight convulsion…

Determines how far feeders go
With that which makes human being grow;
The Richest Cake won’t with one flow,
If sugar does not make one glow,
The blackest dish as white as snow,
Because one’s captured mind it’d blow…
 
Poorest Appetite – Appetizer,
Aroused one skips sanitizer.
But now things are horribly tight
Commonsense rules, not Appetite,
Your Heavy lunch to now make light,
So that next meals come with less fight.

by James Edward Lee Sr. |
Categories: analogy, anger, anxiety, cheer up, destiny, encouraging, love,

Redamancy-

Redamancy


Why? sore madden at me
Distraught burden angry mad.
Venting amiss horribly.Sad


Forgive you must cause
Love has no discouragement
Love just produce grace and:Loves





2/14/24
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