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Love Poems About Psychological or Psychological Love Poems
by Jerry T Curtis |
Categories: abuse, anger, betrayal, emotions, psychological, spoken word, truth,

The Pain Game

Why do people, want to cause
Other people pain
Where is the Love 
That will break the chain

Someone says something
Then it's tit-for-tat
I've played this before
We all know the score
Now who's up at bat

I think it's time, for us to play
The self healing game
Before there's no one, left
Around to blame

One that's more thoughtful
And much less insane
Let's reach for the Sun
And help everyone
Come out of the rain

All we have, is this fleeting chance
To get this right
No time for jealousies 
No time to fight

Don't say, that you're sorry
Don't seek to forgive
Just start here today
And throw it away
And learn how to live
 






by arthur vaso |
Categories: allusion, art, beauty, history, love, psychological,

Adele

Come to my boudoir Cheri
I am here all for thee
In red and lace
I shall entangle you will love
Entice you with lust
Tease you till desires run dry
You shall be the knight who rides my thigh
In the bonny highlands we shall have our romp
Meadows and fields of summer scent and breeze
I shall wrap you in my honey warmth
Mine, all mine you will be
Wrapped, entwined around my wee finger
Enslaved with love
My love
You belong all to me

by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, courage, cute love, dark, deep, depression, desire, destiny, devotion, dream, first love, funny love, grief, happiness, heart, heartbreak, heartbroken, how i feel, i am, i love you, i miss you, innocence, irony, jealousy, lonely, longing, loss, lost, love, love hurts, miss you, missing, missing you, night, passion, psychological, romance, romantic, sad, sad love, silence, sky, sleep, solitude, sunset, true love,

Red Light

have you ever felt like 
the flashing red light on the roof,
lonely as ever
visible at night, useless by day?

in sync with its partner next door
for a quick kiss over a few flashes only 
then arguing again and again 
night in, night out.

have you ever felt like 
the flashing red light on the roof,
not signaling a warning to keep away
but sending a call for compassion?

using the dark pauses in between 
to yell the same name 
over and over and over
into the emptiness of each night.

have you ever felt like
the flashing red light on the roof,
being your silent cry
only heard by your eternal love?

by Sharon Gulley |
Categories: cancer, caregiving, deep, garden, mentor, psychological, recovery from,

A Summer Of Lastingness

In a summer of lastingness, long ago,
what you had in store for me my love,
I could've never known.

Through the depth and channels
of the heart, you have shown me
life begins, where the loving starts.

Like an unfolded rose growing in the
morning's misty dew, you feed me
and then sheltered me as I grew.

If I stood before you today my love
you would see a full rose in bloom,
not at all hindered by gloom. 

A strong stem, no regrets, no sorrow.
Only togetherness with you, full of
brighter tomorrows.

Thank you for all you planted in the 
garden of my hardened soil.
A summer of lastingness has forever
brought tenderness instead of toil.
 



by Sandip Goswami |
Categories: confusion, deep, humanity, inspirational, philosophy, psychological, world,

Why

We are learning lessons.
But why?
We don't know!

We are visiting holy places.
But why?
We don't know!

We are  reading holybooks.
But why?
We don't know!

We are writing poetry.
But why?
We don't know!

We are making atomic weapons.
But why?
We don't know!

We are falling in love.
But why?
We don't  know!

We are living in the world.
But why?
We don't know!

We are thinking thoughts.
But why?
We don't know!

We are human beings.
But why?
We don't know!

We know nothing about life,
Although we are conscious people.

'Why' is an unanswered adverb in our life..

SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA




by Tasha Taylor |
Categories: boyfriend, funny love, girlfriend, psychological, relationship,

SCHIZOPHRENIA

"Doctor!
Doctor!
How is he?"

"Quite terrible, Miss.
He will not survive the night,
Probably not even the hour."

"What does he have?
Terminal cancer?
Pneumonia?
Cardiac Arrest?"

"No.
It is worse then all of those.
Even combined."

"Oh no! 
Can I see him?

"I imagine you can, Miss.
But that's the problem.
I'm afraid I can't treat him
Since I can't--"

"Doctor! Please tell me.
I love him. 
He's my boyfriend.
We have no secrets."

"Then you may wanna sit down.
Miss, I am sorry to inform you,
Your boyfriend is ailed with
A severe case of nonexistence."

by arthur vaso |
Categories: art, friendship, history, holocaust, perspective, psychological, september,

Playing with Minds

remember
when childhood held dreams

remember 
when friends where real

remember
Anne Frank, child betrayed

remember
when poetry spoke of the heart

remember
when the psycho penetrated with dart

remember
those who tell tales true

remember
	the kiss of love? or
		the kiss of deceit

remember
	evil hides in rainbows
		goodness dances with lightning

I will remember hearts of kindness
	not the man spreading blindness
		remember

yearn for happier times
	not July, only youths summertime
		illusions that once made us happy

Now devour our minds


by Diana Dinca |
Categories: lost love, love hurts, meaningful, metaphor, philosophy, psychological,

Poison and wine

I’ve got poison on my lips
And in my glass, red wine.
I’ve got you in my bloodstream
And this porcelain heart of mine.

I’ve got oceans in my veins
And to sail them, you alone.
I’ve got a blood-stained hurricane
And you wear my poison as cologne.

You’ve got a storm beneath your skin
And then a storm’s what you become.
I’ve got my fire to remind you
Who burned and made you come undone.


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by Janis Thompson |
Categories: emotions, fantasy, psychological,

Another World

Another World

Take a step into a world
where manic fantasies unfurl
and see the hopeless hope again
and live a dream within the brain
grasping neuron’s elevation
for some positive sensation
that resembles normal life
yet with just a hint of strife
which is that it won’t exist
in any form other than this.
Mania moves to make it so
and fills the face with radiant glow
as if a love was near around.
You must buy a wedding gown.
When everybody who you know
says that this just isn’t so
Reality, a step away
acted out in drama play.
Mistaken often for a rage
but grandiosity on stage.
Euphoria on disbelief 
sheltered from the truth or grief.

10/26/17

by M. L. Kiser |
Categories: appreciation, confidence, courage, faith, introspection, psychological, self,

Just Believe In Yourself

B  Believe in yourself
E  Everyone need someone to believe in them
L  Love yourself and have faith in your own value
I  In God’s eyes you are a facet of his diamond
E  Every soul shines and you’re no less
V  Visualize your light piercing
E  Every dark night and believe what you see shining from within.



Written: 3-11-19

For: "Writing Challenge, March 2019- Inspirational Acrostic - Poetry Contest"
Sponsor: Dear Heart

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: anger, break up, dark, hurt, lost love, psychological, sad,

TIME HEALS



When will that deafening silence stop
When will the gnawing craving disappear
And the pointless waiting stop

Is it a crime to have loved
Must I pay for having given freely
Must I be punished for having believed
Must I do time for having been so naïve

I was whole I felt great I thought I had it all
Then I met you
And that was the beginning of the end

Now I feel empty lost and in pain
If time heals it doesn’t heal fast enough
And all for a few precious superficial moments
For a short ride on the sea of illusion



Submitted on April 30, 2018, for contest FREE VERSE ON LOVE (NEW POEM) sponsored by LAURA LOO  -  RANKED 3RD

by Aqua Marine |
Categories: psychological, relationship,

Wrapped Up

Curator's canvas primed white
Pure white and found wanting
a common subject to decant- 
Man and Woman, in waiting.
Once laurel-wreathed,
Now ceremonially decadent.
Not a word, True Love breathed...
Recoiled lives once ravelled
will be parallel lives travelled
in convoluted loving.
And truer twisted hating.


Posted: 21/07/2018.
(This is about the love/hate aspect that unravels what could be good relationships.)

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: cheer up, how i feel, inspiration, introspection, meaningful, perspective, psychological,

PERSPECTIVE



"We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are."
                                                                         -Anaïs Nin 
  
Our thoughts
Our moods
Our filter   

There is no reality
Only interpretation
Perspective

A smile   
Hopeful optimist 
And love is in the air
Happy moods much like sunlight
Scatter sparkles
Of joy everywhere

A frown
Frustrated discontent
Bitterness much like clouds
Throws dull shadows
On every surface

A peaceful attitude
Gentleness within the heart
The optimal way to
See things as we are



Submitted on February 2, 2020 for contest SHE INSPIRES SERIES-AN sponsored by MAUREEN McGREAVY  -  RANKED 5TH

by REUBEN MALEKUTU |
Categories: feelings, first love, how i feel, sweet love,

FAMOUS LETTER

It was that time of stage, when I couldn’t speak out 
My love for her, although I had to confess 
That I love her for real with no doubt. 
Then the idea came: write letter to the press.

Maybe I had to write just as easy as I had to tell,
For rescue from my psychological prison.
Still untold, love scared me just like the animal I can’t spell
Still unfold, but I had to unfold it, for one reason. 

Thence the idea took course and was implemented 
And the whole nation read and she too. 
So when I heard, she had already commented 
to people saying that she loved me too. 

Love began as quick as kick start
And memories began as soon as we start  



by Rebecca Grech |
Categories: longing, love, love hurts, psychological,

Let Love Kill

Zoned out in the darkness
Time devours my vitality 
Trying to swim; I sink to the bottom
Meet me here in aphotic darkness
Our devilish souls can create a tsunami on the surface
And obliterate all other love
Light hearts, ripples
As we drink their shallow cries

Unite with me as I swim your depths
Wave after wave of divine pleasure
Designed to realign my spine
Chew my insides as a piranha
Our love is worth the death of earth
I'll chance obliteration,
In my blinded sight just to
drown in the depths as you destruct my soul

by Panagiota Romios |
Categories: philosophy, poetry, psychological,

BURN AFTER READING



Dearest Poets:

At times, I must admit, not pleased with 
the results of my work.
I just want to shred them feeling like 
a poetic jerk.

What's the point of all these hours
I ask?
Perhaps burn all after reading?

Finding no answers, I let go of
philosophizing and waltz into the
California sun...

To just be one with God's nature
and His Holy Son.

October 13, 2019


 

Love, Panagiota

by Edward Ebbs |
Categories: analogy, blessing, celebration, change, courage, creation, dedication, devotion, image, imagery, life, psychological, social, society, voice, world,

One People

We are one people
All deserve a chance in life
Regardless of race

The journey in life
Pondering the forgotten
Has not been crowning 

I believe in life
It’s a journey with purpose
Opportunities

We choose how we live
Responsible to the end
Life should end with love 

We celebrate peace
Remembering forgiveness
Embracing balance

Edward J. Ebbs - 6/19/2015

by Ngoc Nguyen |
Categories: beauty, character, child, depression, emotions, faith, feelings, friend, friendship, girl, god, grief, growing up, growth, happiness, heart, hope, identity, inspiration, introspection, jesus, life, loneliness, lonely, longing, love, mentor, metaphor, pain, people, philosophy, psychological, relationship, sad, sorrow, spiritual, strength, student, sympathy, teen, teenage, truth, uplifting, wisdom, women, youth,

Lines of Comfort and Reassurance to My Sad, Lovely Lass

Give me drink, rest, and solitude—
these are all the things I long for;
give me as well your finest food,
and I'll ask of you, lass, no more!

My lovely lass, what's the matter—
why are you all down and alone?
Don't be vexed because you're sadder
than most, dear, for God loves His own.

Sweet girl, I'll tell you a secret:
if I were a young lad again,
I'd chase you for your sweet asset.
But as I am two-score and ten

years old (with wife in deed), never
can I be your white knight with steed;
but your sadness won't last forever,
if you pray for the one you need. 




by Russell Sivey |
Categories: light, psychological, tree,

Shining Purple Glow

Light shines, maybe it emits from the tree It casts a purple hue throughout its field There are light violet highlights that I see I will always be one to view its yield Anyone who walks on by would be free To see its power by the light it wields Love the glow that emanates from inside Mighty is this tree, inspiring all sides Russell Sivey

by Jacob Reinhardt |
Categories: age, analogy, art, beauty, dream, earth, feelings, freedom, friendship, growth, happiness, happy, how i feel, i love you, introspection, joy, language, life, light, love, memory, metaphor, mirror, nature, passion, peace, philosophy, poems, psychological, relationship, science, self, senses, teacher, time, truth, visionary, voice, water, wisdom, world, write, writing, youth,

Who Am I

A new photograph floats to the surface
Playfully dressing up as the world around me
Hat, striped socks and all
Tiptoeing at the top for one last sweet moment 
Before sinking back into my ocean mind.

One after another they arrive
Single file,
Steeping my eyes in the world 
As the minds shutter, ever fluttering 
Strings together this conscious stream I play in.

My photographs fade in time’s wrinkled arms.
Joining their brothers and sisters at the ocean floor,
They hold hands and try to answer the question that is always asking itself:
Who am I?

Jacob Reinhardt
10/3/2013

by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, color, dream, fantasy, feelings, for her, good morning, green, hello, how i feel, humanity, innocence, inspiration, inspirational, joy, life, light, lost love, love, meaningful, miracle, miss you, missing, missing you, music, nature, passion, places, psychological, red, sexy, simple, soulmate, sound, summer, sun, sunshine, truth,

Sound of Colors

I woke up to the sound of colors
from a misty dream 

heard the blue bells ringing
and a trombone playing the cream

a pink rhapsody kissed my lips 
as the sun climbed into our bed

whispering a love song 
in yellow, orange, and red.

by Gene Bourne |
Categories: allusion, assonance, celebration, desire, emotions, feelings, giving, image, longing, love, night, people, psychological, together,

Frosted Windows

 
Eyes reflect a fireplace glowing, 
Moonlight has its luring say. 
Wrest the cork, the wine is flowing, 
Laughter eases care away. 

Glasses clink through frosted windows. 
Reminisce when first they meet. 
Face to face on propping elbows, 
Whispers pillows ever keep. 

Passion molds a cryptic sculpture 
Shaped without a reason why. 
Love creates a mystic culture, 
Words attempt but can't define.

 
Gene Bourne 
03-12-14

by Edward Ebbs |
Categories: analogy, anxiety, depression, emotions, identity, life, psychological, self, trust,

Depression's Illusion

Life’s horizon
desolate
it matters not
what you were
cognitive
regression
memories
are just that
memories
a familiar road
peering within
inadequacy 
reaching out
to what end
Tomorrow 
matters more
without performance
love has conditions
a battered heart
realizing
I am nothing 
life’s miscarriage
so what is left
redemption
maybe a tear
I do not think so
life moves on
a judgement
my memories
scattering
empty spaces
no hand awaits
erase me.

Edward J Ebbs - February 20, 2016

by Russell Sivey |
Categories: joy, life, psychological, rain,

Tripple Puddles

Triple puddles left after a light rain Leaving the grey ground to mingle with them Sees reflections at the cross of this gem Water so calm it relieves any pain I approach with a joyous childlike glee I splash in silver puddles fervently The fun I have brings love to me surely Three puddles I see, dispels insanity Russell Sivey

by Boipelo Mo |
Categories: high school, image, psychological, teenage,

Self image

The mirror is her worst enemy
Yet she looks at it everyday
The magazines girl so skinny
She wishes,starves and runs her weight down

Should she be this way?
Should she hate the mirror?
Why can't the mirror be her best friend?
She was told she's too fat
Loose weight,get taller wear make up

She was once a happy little girl
Until her smile was taken away
She now feels unwanted
And she doesn't know love
Her self esteem has reached her breaking point
And suicide was a choice she made