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Poem Details | by Winged Warrior |
Categories: fate, loneliness, lost love,

Waiting for a Message in a Bottle

The waves calm me down as I sit and wonder For my love is lost in the stormy scurrilous sea And I know my hapless heart to be torn asunder As I wait for my true love to wash back to me ~~~ The clouds move in to hide the paralytic pain And the thunder muffles the beat of my heart Within entangled emotions that silently drain Toward the wounded waters that keep us apart ~~~ Perhaps in the deep distance, there may be hope For the shore surrenders its secrets of the mist I’m sinking in the sand of eternity trying to cope Digging upon dreams of the last time I was kissed ~~~ Thus now the Earth begins to shake and wobble For it brings forth to me, my message in a bottle. Nov.01.2018 Tell Me A Story 2 Sponsored by: Brenda Chiri Placed 2 [4'th of 4]


Poem Details | by Seren Roberts |
Categories: loneliness, lost love,

Kiss Loneliness Goodbye written by Tim Smith and Seren

I sit here and ponder the days that have past
The many loves that I had, that just didn’t last.
One really sticks out, wish I had another chance
Treating her so differently, I’d show her romance.

I loved once a man, who just wanted to play
At being romanticlife was just foreplay.
Thought a kiss would be enough for his turtle dove
Not thinking about feelings, whether I wanted love.	

We would start a family, having a baby or two
We’d live on the hillside, with a beautiful view,
We’d grow old together in the home that we build
Giving my life meaning, I’d be so fulfilled.

He now thinks that he wants me, I am the one
to fill up his heart to make me his own.
Promising me a home on a hillside with a view
Yet he hasn’t vowed that he would be true.

I’d hold her and cherish her til the day we depart
I’d profess to her my love and give her my heart
Romantic nights on that hill gazing up at the moon
Our days filled with laughter, frolicking in the lagoon

Sure he now promises me love for ever after
A life of joy, happiness and full of laughter
On that hillside we’d sit, watching the world go by,
A family, two dogs at our feet, kissing loneliness goodbye.

Penned by Tim Smith and Seren


Poem Details | by John Hamilton |
Categories: for her, heart, loneliness, love, romantic, soulmate,

My heart has found a home-song version

My heart has found a home (Song version)

So many years alone-
my hearts without a home
Nights were filled with fear-
my heart shed a tear

My loneliness had grown-
my hearts without a home
my foolish heart has spent-
emotions paying rent


Chorus
My heart has found a home
no need for it to roam
Love has come my way
I know that it will stay
My heart has found a home
it's home is here with you
you are it's dwelling place
love shines upon your face
my heart has found a home


Since you came to me-
your love has set me free
I see love in your eyes-
your heart now beats with mine

Lonely days are gone-
our love will stay strong
Say you'll always stay-
I need you everyday


Chorus
My heart has found a home
no need for it to roam
Love has come my way
I know that it will stay
My heart has found a home
it's home is here with you
you are it's dwelling place
love shines upon your face
my heart has found a home

repeat chorus twice   fade to zero

Melody and vocals by Dale Butler  dalebutlermusic.com

John Derek Hamilton  March 30, 2017
revised September 12,2018

Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2017


Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: emotions, heartbreak, loneliness, lost love, sorrow,

In Woes And Throes Of Sorrow


I rise and fall like melancholy tides in ebb and flow of wistful disrepair, our separate in consciousness divides, the whiff of grief fills broken-hearted air. Neglected now, heartstrings' rawhide, I mourn with briny beads that water my dismay, eyes teary drizzled mist, inside forlorn, my psyche pierced by thorns in love's bouquet. Whatever will I do, this emptiness..? A gnawing hollow where my heart should be. My lonely preys me like a lioness, a simba stalks this lost love refugee. Soft morning sun does gaze into my eyes enlightening the depths of agonize. Susan Ashley November 17, 2017 ------------------------------ ~ Second Place ~ Contest: Best Sonnet Premiere Sponsor: Laura Loo ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ Second Place ~ Contest: Your Best Sonnet October 1 - December 31, 2017 Sponsor: John Hamilton ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ Poem Of The Day ~ November 18,2017


Poem Details | by Silent One |
Categories: loneliness, lost love,

Endless chorus of tears - Diana Ross tribute

Her life turned upside down, endless chorus of tears, jilted she hoped he would stop in the name of love. What was once endless love was now songs full of fears. Her baby love left her lost like a lonesome dove. Jilted she hoped he would stop in the name of love, pleaded you are my everything, remember me. Her baby love left her lost like a lonesome dove, suffering from crushed love hangover agony. Pleaded you are my everything, remember me, will a time come when you tell me that you love me?. Suffering from crushed love hangover agony, cried out it's my turn now to drift into the sea. Will a time come when you tell me that you love me?. asked do you know where your going to with my heart? Cried out it's my turn now to drift into the sea, hoping for this good morning heartache to depart. Asked do you know where your going to with my heart? Who will touch me in the morning so tenderly? Hoping for this good morning heartache to depart, wished one shining moment would save her destiny. Who will touch me in the morning so tenderly? Told him I'm still waiting and will all of my life. Wished one shining moment would save her destiny, but his reflections only caused her further strife. Told him I'm still waiting and will all of my life, ain't no mountain high enough for love's surrender, but his reflections only caused her further strife, said I'm coming out, tired of being a pretender. Ain't no mountain high enough for love's surrender. Chain reaction of truth hurts, increasing the strain. Said I'm coming out, tired of being a pretender, she burnt her old piano, to stop bleeding pain. Chain reaction of truth hurts, increasing the strain. What was once endless love was now songs full of fears. She burnt her old piano, to stop bleeding pain. Her life turned upside down, endless chorus of tears. Silent One 31 March 2018
Challenged by Mike Gentile to write a pantoum with song titles by Diana Ross. This is a pantoum uses 21 song titles by Diana Ross Song titles are listed below and highlighted in bold in the poem. The poem has 12 syllables and rhymes, which are not pantoum requirements, but increases the challenge. Ain't no mountain high enough Endless love Baby love stop in the name of love I'm still waiting Do you know where you're going to I'm coming out Touch me in the morning My old piano It's my turn When you tell me that you love me good morning heartache chain reaction reflections remember me surrender all of my life you are everything love hangover upside down one shining moment The pantoum consists of a series of quatrains rhyming ABAB in which the second and fourth lines of a quatrain recur as the first and third lines in the succeeding quatrain; each quatrain introduces a new second rhyme as BCBC, CDCDThe first line of the series recurs as the last line of the closing quatrain, and third line of the poem recurs as the second line of the closing quatrain, rhyming ZAZA


Poem Details | by Lin Lane |
Categories: loneliness, love,

In Dreams, Her Spirit Sallied Forth: with Robert Lindley

Through frigid months, she waited for Spring rains
to give relief and ease heartbroken pains,
Nature will award that which Life commands
placing her true love, in its gentle hands.
O'sweet promise of passion's fine delights,
candlelight dinners and intimate nights.

With eager dreams her spirit sallied forth.
Away from winter's chill, in the far North.

Countless, were the eventides spent in dread
Praying he'd stay safe 'fore lying abed
She wished on stars in darkened Winter skies
as tears pooled in her melancholy eyes
Arctic winds blustered; through tall pines they'd blow,
layers of oceans, in white waves of snow

In Wintry dreams, her spirit sallied forth.
Away from winter's chill, of the far North.

Pictures sent from her beau, her Southern man
whose dashing looks, deep blue eyes and bronzed tan,
had her heart remembering their first kiss
Without regret, love said, "Hold onto this!"
To wake with dawn's sweet warmth, upon her face
would ease her sorrow and heartache erase.

In ardent dreams, her spirit sallied forth.
Beyond the frosty chill of the far North.

She brushed her hair, raven tresses fell
Her firelight shadow evidenced the swell
Softly, she hummed, cradling her unborn child
A motherly instinct that brought forth a smile
Having a babe, they had both long revered
That he'd be back in time, she deeply feared.

With anxious dreams, her spirit sallied forth.
Further from winter's chill of the far North.

She was haunted by his voice in a dream
and awoke with the sound of her own scream
Rain, her companion, on an April morn
Pains let her know their child would soon be born
Alone, she prayed that she'd know what to do
In the door strode a man; eyes of deep blue.

No longer a dream, her man had come forth
To deliver their child in the far North.


Thank you for opening the door to me for this write, Robert It began on a cold Winter night, but Spring rains brought with it, a new beginningWriting with you is like opening a treasure chest of beautiful gemstones.


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: allusion, devotion, loneliness, muse, sad love, soulmate,

Images of feathers

"Once upon a midnight Poe"

Underneath the midnight mask, I remove the makeup at last,
The moon is anvil to my mood, mooring along the vacant vast 
I lay the Gin and Tonic by the bedside asking for more,
I hear a noise, a lost voice, the echoes of no rejoice,
I couldn't brush the light coming from the cracks under the door
I gave it some thought, 
My eyes twinkle, towards the tinsel tiles on the floor
Seemingly the light seemed to be deeming distance of resistance
Curiosity came in crawling and caressing 
To sense and taste of sinful skin 
Everything then grew thinner than thin
On the spur of the moment, I hear a whisper, my love is near
"Darkness there, and nothing more."

A nerve impulse hits the wall if nothing nary, nevertheless 
I sadistically, stagger a sullen movement, even so
In this moment, Edgar Whispered, "nothing more."
Many nights, I dram of demonic demons, demanding answers for
A sad --sadder voice, sits and whines, with the wind
"Merely this and nothing more!"
A notary, nauseate moment, sea sick, shipwreck sensation
Secular suicide spreading like gossip, sailing through my veins
Evilly and twisted, "This it is and nothing more" - that remains

Tweaking and repeating, the speeding of needing
My drugs of pain and passion, to end the delusion
Of the self-inflicted - bruising from the voices of my choices
I hear the whisper, a selfish whisper, asking for Lenore
How many nights, he comes into my room, dress like A Raven
Painted and tainted like the midnight dreary
Reciting the excitement like The Bells, of Annabel, in a rush
Never, never, nameless here forevermore, in my dreams
Under my evil doing skin, like the sum of sin is how it seems

On the nights, my soul mate does not appear, 
The anchor drowns and torments me with tears
I travel up in fear, of the fear, when my ghost is not near
Rattling and trembling, by the bedside, 
On the grim side of the mental moon, when in gloom
I scrape up my room, screaming to the bleeding, 
From my heart, who needs a killing, 
From a feeding and the feeling of letting Poe, go!

By: PD
Inspired by The Raven


Poem Details | by Sabrina Niday Hansel |
Categories: absence, angst, cry, dad, death, depression, emotions, family, father, father daughter, fear, feelings, future, goodbye, grief, heart, heartbroken, heaven, how i feel, identity, leaving, life, loneliness, lonely, loss, lost, love, memory, miss you, missing you, pain, parents, poets, prayer, sad, sorrow, strength, stress, urdu,

I Need Your Help Daddy

I’m tired
I’m Physically and Emotionally tired
I don’t want to be the strong one anymore
I can’t this time
I don’t know what to do Daddy
I need your help down here

I can’t get back in control of my emotions 
I’m having a hard time dealing with your absence
I’m having a hard time standing by myself
I need your help Daddy

I’m broken and lost without you Daddy
I need your will to want to carry on
I need your strength to over come this
I need your strength to stay standing
Your courage to fight back again
I need your help 

Please Daddy I’m at a loss
How am I suppose to do this
I need your guidance 
I need you to guide me back
To whom I was before
I need your help Daddy
I need your help







Poem Details | by Kevin C. Martin |
Categories: christian, courage, cry, dream, faith, fear, god, heaven, hope, how i feel, i love you, inspiration, inspirational, introspection, jesus, life, loneliness, lonely, lost, love, pain, peace, religion, religious, teen, teenage, thank you, thanks, thanksgiving, youth,

Lonely Dreams

I never knew following dreams could be this lonely,
But up on the hill, looking back, thank God I'm not the old me.
If the tears will fall, let them be;
I believe this is God's plan, follow your dreams.


Poem Details | by Gregory R Barden |
Categories: heart, loneliness, lost love, ocean,

Soul Speak


      Allay..

Allay, my heart..
    Pray, hush your cadence..
        For the sacred sake of unsated thirst
            Beg thy thrums to be not now abounding.

Each dream comes haunting, dusted in dusk
    Every sentimental pluck of your syrupy strings
        Beckons her back to my yearnings, interminable
            Every wistful pang is strummed by her affect on me.

This place, dipped in the dripping mist of morning
    Echoes things quite beyond my words.of her
        'Tis no forte for flowery phrase can capture it
            No poetic capacity worthy of its description.

It pulls and mills my spirit like the ebb of the briny blue
    But to its most dark, stinging, brumal depths.
        She was such a visceral part of my fibre..
            From the quintessence of deep, dreaming slumber

To the first nascent meandering of each wish-flavored morning
    (Her sublime taste still seasoning my mouth.and my mentalities).
        From the uncommon commonplace of teatime sun in her tresses
            To the chipped-edge porcelain puddles of the mocking moon

Cackling at my fevered foolishness for its glint in her eyes
    Or for her skin, when she'd dip her toes in pale pools of twilight.
        My core breathed her like youth breathes rebellion
            And the cells of her pressed on my emotions, infused my blood

Coursing like the fire of a drug through my arteries.
    Never.ne'er did I touch her
        But to write secret stories on her skin
            Fingertips spelling out sexy words in cursive

Or focusing the intent of my heart to a simple caress -
    A brush of her shoulder, a graze of her cheek
        A stroke to put her hair behind her ear
            A pillow-deep hug - full of warmth and security

A gentle pat of her knee
    Or a grasp of her hand.like heaven!
        Each finger married to the spaces between mine, like perfect dovetail.
            This place, to some, is just that - a place

But it was OUR place, you see, and it sighs of US
    Deeply, forlornly, achingly..
        The wash of the waves is but the whisper of her name
            The salt-sea fresh air aromas are her perfume

The feel of the cool sand under each footstep
    Is but a soft memory of the tender, tousled passion we shared
        And this dark, misty day
            Is the remnant of my heart..

The melancholy that drips from my spirit to the well of days gone.
    I shall not come here again, though I love it so..
        Oh, how I adore this place and all it means
            But if I ever return, it will claim me..

It will swallow me as time has swallowed her
    It will transform me to this damp, dour, graying mist
        And I'll be lost to the wind and the dark
            Just as surely as she is lost..

      To me.




~ 1st Place ~  in the "Best Free Verse Poem October thru December 2017" Poetry Contest, John Hamilton, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 2nd Place ~  in the "Broken-Hearted Poems" Poetry Contest, Broken Wings, Judge & Sponsor.

* Written October 5, 2017, and submitted November 11, 2017, for the "Choose A Topic" Poetry Contest, Russell Sivey, Judge & Sponsor, (not yet judged)My topic is "Heartbreak and Loss"*


Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: loneliness, love,

Precision with Double Rhyme Sonnet

The Double Rhyme Sonnet is a sonnet that rhymes not only the end of the lines but also the front part (metrically)! Of course, I would be looking for imagery, good grammar, meter, etc.; however, the most important criterion is that it be written precisely with both end rhyme AND front line rhyme using the standard English sonnet rhyme pattern of ABAB CDCD EFEF GG and of course, using Iambic Pentameter; therefore, the rhyme on the front is on the stressed syllable (the second one) and NOT on the first syllable.

(My entry: A Double Rhymed Sonnet)

The starkness of my world now that he’s gone
pervades in all I see and hear and feel,
but darkness swallows all until the dawn
invades Then what I’ve lost is made more real!
I yearn for Moon’s return - her tender light
to keep me soothed, for sunshine is my bane.
I burn with thoughts of him I need, each night,
to sleep away my longings and the pain.
He left, and now he’s far away from me
across the globe Oh, how I love him so!
Bereft am I, but he perhaps feels free!
My loss means where he is tonight shall glow
sweet Moon, caressing him - as once did I,
and soon, I’ll face the glare from morning’s sky!

For the "Enter Your Own Competition" Contest of  Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer


Poem Details | by Teppo Gren |
Categories: death, loneliness, lost love, suicide,

END OF LIFE

SONNET – END OF LIFE

Fore'er without the pain, always apart,
As now with absent cast of yearning eyes.
Time's lonely quest to heal a wounded heart,
With destined end, to ash returns my rise.
My life ordained to doom in outcast fate,
The zeal of joy turned into woeful lies,
Confused a life in prime to dust abates
Defeats compassion past the silent cries.
From dreams of  love to useless life so bare,
Bereft attempts turned into grave desire.
No longer will remains, alone despair,
In end of all that was, of purging fire.

A lonely heart deceased in frozen cold,
No breath remains of ornament once gold.


T.J Grén


Poem Details | by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories: fear, hurt, loneliness, love, sad,

My Heart Sobs

I'm till struggling to connect with you...
It feels strange that you are actually here, and so near..
You...walked past me a couple of times,
Your eyes were glistening, sober, serious...
Rushing by as if something deathly important lie ahead
In that moment, I could hear my heart thrashing in my throat
A victim in a prison, desperately closing those eyes from the fear
Wanting...to reach out to you....
But not knowing how...

How will you ever know the tears I have shed?
How will you ever see the love and care in my eyes? 
Maybe we will never know what we could be...
Maybe I am lost in uncertainty's sea

But, please...
Don't walk by me...
No, not anymore...
My sorrowful soul holds its breath when you do...
And when you are gone again...
My heart sobs...


Poem Details | by Kelly Deschler |
Categories: absence, break up, loneliness, longing, lost love, miss you, sad love,

For Only A Moment

Did it have to last for only a moment,
our love withered before the flowers you sent,
white carnations, a pure love they meant,
a relationship so newfound and innocent.

Our love withered before the flowers you sent,
your early departure I could not prevent,
a relationship so newfound and innocent,
a memory lingers on like a sweet scent.

Your early departure I could not prevent,
white carnations, a pure love they meant,
a memory lingers on like a sweet scent,
did it have to last for only a moment.




Poem Details | by Teppo Gren |
Categories: feelings, loneliness, lonely, solitude, , sweet love,

He walks alone

SONNET – HE WALKS ALONE

He walks alone, without a hand to hold,
craving innocent passion, love so pure.
Hoping, dreaming, to fill his heart of gold,
for pain of yearning, is hard to endure.
Longing for love to share, a cheek to kiss,
to embrace, hold her in a warm caress,
stroke her hair, share togetherness and bliss,
to feel the depth of sweet love, nothing less.
Long, lonely days, wishing, longing to find,
one to love, soul and beauty to adore,
to share his love with gentle loving kind,
to end his lonely quest to seek no more.

To find his soulmate of female gender,
to cherish, behold, with love so tender.


T.J Grén


Poem Details | by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories: absence, allegory, beautiful, blue, creation, dark, inspirational, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, love, miss you, rose, sad love,

You Know I Love You

Winds may howl,
Wild animals growl,
The forest grows cold, 
For I am lonesome and old
As the sun peaks through the clouds, 
I hear your soft, young voice so loud!
And though you speak dead man's lines,
You speak them with majesty divine
As I am wrapped in  my woe,
I only want you to know...
...that roses die black and violets lose blue,
But I will never die
And you know I love you!


Poem Details | by Jerry T Curtis |
Categories: loneliness, lost love,

Crazy Crazy Love

Inspired By Angel Marie and
Her Poem "Crazy Love"


She looked at me with tear filled eyes
And said that we were through
Then walked away, from my love
There, was nothing I could do

Now my fright, grows strong at night
I pray that she is near
To think she might, not return
Is now my greatest fear

I drive around, while on my cell
But she's nowhere in sight 
Worried sick to death
I hope that she's alright

Perhaps she's leaving on a jet
She may be going home
I fail to see what this has done
But leave us both alone



Poem Details | by Teppo Gren |
Categories: crush, desire, emotions, feelings, heartbreak, loneliness, lost love,

Atonement

Should I take the dagger that my heart tore
and use it to avenge the pain it caused?
Or should I bow my head and keep in store,
the obsession of life’s dreams once more paused.

I, undeserving of your resentment,
wherefore my words echoed kindness intense,
in past fondness for future‘s atonement
lest it reveal my soul to your pretense.

Foolishly I opened my heart to you,
expecting to relinguish love yet born,
unwittingly my own destruction woo,
to inflict pain through the wrath of love’s scorn.

I cannot feel anger to act in spite,
with a broken heart I bow to your might.



Poem Details | by Jeannie Minor |
Categories: heartbreak, loneliness, lost love,

Long Lost Love

Long Lost Love

Mine was the kiss you so used to miss, when I was just gone for the day.
Now I'm always here and ever so near, you couldn't be further away.

Mine were the eyes to reflect sunny skies, our future so bright, warm and clear.
Through torrents of tears and fighting my fears, I watched our blue sky disappear.

Mine was the voice you picked as your choice for every "I Love You" you heard.
Though it's still said every night before bed, my tone says I mean not a word.

Mine was the smile that lasted a while just hearing you call out my name
Now when you call I feel nothing at all and I wonder if you feel the same.

Wanting to die as I'm living this lie and wading through rivers of tears,
mine is the heart that's been torn all apart, our love has been lost now for years.

                   -Jeannie Minor


Poem Details | by Teppo Gren |
Categories: deep, loneliness, love hurts, sad love,

DESPAIR

SONNET – DESPAIR

Despair! With loveless life lost in my head,
shadowed by mind’s false pretense, thoughts in strife.
Loneliness! An emotion which I dread
without love, left is a meaningless life.
In my mind, my confusion despising,
with regrets of jealousy‘s abstraction.
At break of day a new day arising,
without hope to renew failed attractions.
Without love, without life, I cry in pain,
disenchanted of my life’s respect to share,
love’s ecstacy, but instead once again,
I befall to the darkness of despair.

Despair! The last feeling before life’s end.
Lost is a lonely heart that did not mend.


T.J Grén

31st March 2016


Poem Details | by Poetically Numb |
Categories: boyfriend, break up, girlfriend, i love you, i miss you, loneliness, love hurts,

My Prince Charming

I can see you standing there
You are playing with her hair
Then I get the memories back
That girl used to be me
I sit at night and wonder why
We both held all our feelings inside
Then my heart just falls apart, filled with misery

Every night before I go to bed I pray, that you'll say
That you love me now and forever, and you're sorry
And that we'll never part
You promise not to break my heart
And then I..

Fall fast asleep
See you in my dreams
Hope that you will rescue me
My Prince charming
Why did you leave?
Tell me why'd you go away?
When the first words out your mouth were
I promise I will stay

I still think of you
Do you ever think of me?
Or am I the only one 
Who's lonely
I know you've got another girl
You've got love on your side
While I'm all alone
Trying not to cry

Every night before I go to bed I pray, that you'll say
That you love me now and forever, and you're sorry
And that we'll never part
You promise not to break my heart
And then I..

Fall fast asleep
See you in my dreams
Hope that you will rescue me
My Prince charming
Why did you leave?
Tell me why'd you go away?
When the first words out your mouth were
I promise I will stay


Poem Details | by Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories: grief, loneliness, loss, sad love,

Love Remains Alive in Death - Collaboration with Silent One


A Collaboration w/Silent One


Flowers you placed on the window
now wilt, crumbling in my palm
Their scent seems to have transcended,
accompanying you to the heavens

Your fragrance still lingers,
sometimes I hear you whispering my name
Shadows in the garden appear.and disappear,
maybe hiding in an overgrown, decaying garden

Dusty photos filled with memories,
show happy faces full of love
Now this face is engraved with fatigue;
lost in realms of profound sadness,
as constant misery poisons these veins,
disabling the mind into a sombre retreat

Unsweetened taste grace my lips
in the land of the living,
bitter regrets darkly shadow my mind 
Feeling your loss deeply, 
as the pain gains more barren ground

In this accursed place of perpetual sadness,
I dwell alone in a house of desolate walls
Though they talk sometimes.
I hear you whispering my name at night:
You say come to bed soon,
put your sorrow away
and lay beside me, my love


Poem Details | by Ngoc Nguyen |
Categories: life, loneliness, longing, loss, love, time, youth,

Sonnet: ''When I look on my life that's now half-spent''

When I look on my life that's now half-spent,
I sigh the loss of youth that's forever past,
wishing myself better Fortune's consent,
love, friends and wealth with naught to lose or waste
but for the mean expense of young love lost;
despising this, I oft' bemoan the loss
of vestal company's first time the most,
for matrons offend like mouldering moss;
which, like Time's sure, inexorable march;
destroys the juvenescence of life's spring
year by year till extinguishing Youth's torch,
a dead flame for which I am most desiring.
      If I could live and love anew once more,
      I'd not err this time and lay a rude whore


Poem Details | by James Inman |
Categories: dark, depression, loneliness, love,

Can Still Hold You

In this closet darkness pervades, the door has been locked from the inside. Curled in the corner, eyes shut, she remains. Unseen demons there await outside in the moon light. Flowers dance while sweet music plays as lithesome images pass through her mind, her dreams laid bare this long lonely day, all of the fantasies she'll never find. Beneath closed eyelids her golden prince rescues her from endless darkness. I have no golden armor, yet my arms can still hold you.
04/19/2018 For BW's "It's All About Four" Poetry Contest


Poem Details | by John Gondolf |
Categories: loneliness, longing, love,

Aching for Love

She sits alone in quiet of the night as thoughts of him wrap ‘round her yearning heart, and whispers ‘cross her skin; her flesh excites while longing for his touch when they’re apart. She yearns to gaze into his eyes of blue while feeling his caress engulf her soul, and have their hearts eclipse as love renews; she longs for his return to make her whole. She reaches for her parchment and her quill to iterate her feelings and her doubts; for him to know her longing thoughts instill, and from this poet's pen, a poem pours out, “My lonely spirit aches while you’re away, and longs to feel your love as hearts replay.”
August 30, 2018


Poem Details | by Winged Warrior |
Categories: cry, loneliness, lost love,

Howling at Love



Howling
Like the wolf cries
Screaming foreboding skies
Yelling for your love till sunrise
The erring echoes of your love reprise
Tangled tears that follow surmise
Bitter sorrows capsize
With empty eyes
Howling





Aug.26.2018
RICTAMETER ME
Sponsored by: White Wolf 


Place 5'th


Poem Details | by Michael Wise |
Categories: desire, fantasy, heartbreak, loneliness, love hurts, romance,

I Can Imagine

I can imagine a great many things
polka dot pandas with gigantic wings
a world without war, a day without death
even the moment I take my last breath

Fabulous planets of purple and pink
a moment of peace where I don't have to think
soaring through skies in fast flying cars
that take you way up to the most distant stars

Being a king in a castle so grand
high on a hill overlooking the land
stretching as far as the eye can see
yes, that is the sort of life for me

Vanquishing dragons, defying the odds
placing myself above the gods
limitless power and riches galore
and I can imagine so much more

Being a handsome prince on my horse
rescuing maidens from danger, of course
never to die or even grow old
at least, that's the ending I've always been told

Crystalline rivers with water so sweet
never an evil person to meet
orange and violet trees so high
the tops disappear into the sky

Yes I can envision so very much
magical singing flowers and such
just about anything my mind can see
but I cannot imagine you loving me


Poem Details | by Frederic Parker |
Categories: loneliness, lost love,

The White Roses Died with You

White dove's wings flutter in crepuscular light
As I visit your gravestone's marbled sadness
To let my soul linger through the long night
Still, the loneliness now measured in years
A beggar of alms for the price of love's tears
Pulled from the grave of my heart's madness

On my knees of torment, I scream at the pain
For my soul of white roses turned midnight blue
Death stole their lifeblood, your love had sustain
Now buried in memories when the daylight fades
Left with nothing but darker realms of shades
When all the white roses died with you





12/27/18 contest Rhymes times 7-deep and Dark


Poem Details | by Kelly Deschler |
Categories: feelings, hate, heart, hurt, loneliness, lost love, passion,

A Heart Never Used

A heart
Never used now
Shall die

Dying
A congealing
Dead beat

Beaten
Down to silence
Some where

Where pure
passions exist
Then flee

Fleeing
Soulless to hide
Now lone

Lonesome
Turns to fury
At heart

Heartless
Cold and hollow
Always






Rick Lamoureux's contest
"Mussetle Train"



Poem Details | by tara jennings |
Categories: absence, analogy, cry, december, grief, how i feel, i love you, leaving, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, lost love, metaphor, missing, missing you, mom, moon, mother, nostalgia, spoken word,

Moon bridge

The moon so bold seems cold
with a halo of midnight glow
I sit mesmerized as the night grows old.

I bleed still, even after all these years
and I wait again through the night
aching in the depths of my soul
that no other seems to know
the Loneliness that has become my companion.

In the darkness we wait and confide in the other
our deepest fears as memories fade
in and out each season of change
            the nostalgia tempers the wars of pain
this tempestuous foe of ours
         wails at the gates of midnight
howling the warble of humanities last grace.

How the comfort of minds and hearts
turn from light to deep dark in the face 
of eternities long time clock...

I ache with wanting, with need and passion
          it is a lie that time heals and wounds scar
each night is fresh like the first
                              when I faced realities shock.

Who can wait with me?
Who can hold this hound at bay?
Who can cherish what little love left in me
             and make the broken whole?


I ache to be loved again as the love that burns
and waits inside of me
Who can comfort this emptiness and fill the void
                that so many leavings have left?

Cherish and love to honor and protect
             but who can slay these demons that hold my heart in wrath?
Who will walk the sulfur clouds of hell to save my mind
     and deliver my world to the gates of heaven
      with life, not death bridging the distance of pain?

I sit and wait at the floor of the moon each night
waiting for that bridge to carry me yonder,
      this moon who hangs heavy and ripe with the yearning of my soul
with clouds aglow as if I could sweep them across a canvas
   with the brush held in your hand

I rage at her as I wait, but still I wait and weep
as Loneliness and I keep each others company
wishing the clouds of that great moon could truly create
a way to find the lost, a pathway to home, lit by the legacy our love.



Internal rhyme
Imagery
Assonance
Alliteraton
Repetition
Synesthesia