Love Poems About Dramatic Monologue or Dramatic Monologue Love Poems
by DM Babbit |
Categories: allusion,

Someone Else's Dream

This is someone else's dream
 I didn't plan it.
The ocean flow of ebbs and tides
 called to me in childhood
when dreams were just imaginings
 of what could be
 but would never be.
Where are the stars
 the full moon, the light, the sun
 the love born in twilight?
This is not my dream
 if it were
 where are you?

by Cona Adams |
Categories: faith, god, universe,

He Who Delivers

God of the universe, God of love,
 yearns in sorrow.

Man, created in his own image, 
spurns his love,
pushes aside his words.

Even the knell, 
conveyed in aquatic tongue, 
rests on closed ears.

His ultimate roar becomes a whisper
in the hearts of men: Sin and death
have now been crushed.

He who believes,
may yet be redeemed.

© cfa 11/27/2013

by Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories: dance, love, poetry, romance, romantic,

Dance With My Words

Dance with my words,
and I'll dance with yours
Let's do a pen pirouette,
lets make some passionate scribbling noise

I'll let you teach me how to move
in perfect iambic meter
Take me through my paces just right,
doing odd cadence swirls
as we play follow the leader

I speak,
you can hear
I heard you dear,
your voice is so clear
Now come close, closer here,
let me whisper in your ear
The things I want to say,
how I do love you ...
you love me too
Dance with me,
just you

I'll dance with your words,
and you'll dance with mine
Let's do a pen tango dip step,
synchronized thoughts forever entwined

by Iacomi Neta |
Categories: angst, death, forgiveness, love,


stop pretending you care, you never loved me
but your eyes filled with bliss my every day
i know i'm not her, i'm not trying to be
all my hopes of acceptance will fade away

polite words of love do me harm
stop saying things you dont believe
i could cover my corpse with your arm
but its worthless since you shall deceive

i dont want to admit who you are
the purpose itself is in vain
depressed angels could start war
seeing my dieing reflectons of pain

please tell my weak heart you cant
you are not, you shall never be tru
for,my love,deep dreams i shall haunt
everytime black leaves are drowning in dew

by Tracey Lawrence |
Categories: betrayal, break up, depression, emo,

My Heart No Longer Bleeds For You

Sleepless nights
Held myself tight 
All alone 
I’m on my own
Tell me you love me 
Tears down my face 
Throwing myself all over the place 
Filled with anger filled with hate 
Why did I leave my heart to break?
You knew what you were doing 
You never ever cared 
I’m stone cold sober 
Disaster in the air 
No more love 
No more tears 
No more phone calls 
No more fears
No more kisses 
No more hugs 
Because my heart no longer bleeds for you 
It will never bleed for anyone else *sigh*  
Heart breaks happen to everyone but remember there is always light at the tunnel

by Carrissa Whateley |
Categories: break up, confidence, courage, funny love, grief, growing up, happiness,

The Love Shock Test

why seek true love 
when even the truest love is fleeting
the thing you should desire is 
for lasting love to transpire 
take my hand and hold your breath
this is a love test
do you have a single doubt
about how it will turn out
are you afraid they will leave
and how you could possibly grieve
worry no more the stress will disappear
and just send this to your sweet dear
because it's over they never really let you near
it is fact they are being clear they don't want you here
take your love and disappear don't live in fear

by Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories: love, relationship, sad, truth,

Marred Beauty

People say she has a marred face,
but her face looks beautiful to me
People say that she's too overweight,
but I'm attracted to her immensely
I'm attracted to her smile,
it's so, so sweet
I'm attracted to her heart,
it's so, so kind
I'm attracted to her mind,
it's so, so smart
I'm attracted to her will,
it's incredibly strong
So when my baby sometimes gets to feeling down,
gets to feeling bad about herself
I do the little loving things to try and cheer her up
Try to put a smile back on her face,
try to make her once again be happy
Let her look into my loving eyes,
then open up myself, let her come inside
and show her exactly what my heart see

by Sukmawati Komala |
Categories: imagination, me, me,

Favourite Thoughts

blow me wind
o blow me away
To my favourite thoughts

dress in white satin
meet sweet jasmines
kiss red roses

white clouds 
come alive 
in their flapping tender wings

delicate drizzles
drop on my face
feel  with
glittering loves

kiss me wind
o kiss me wild
ruffle my hairs
 till i tickle giggle

blow me wind
o blow me away
to meet my sweetest memory

when i drank his first
stupid words
said “ i love you”
in a quite beautiful  nuance

blow me wind 
o blow me away
weather wise
such a lovely day

My favourite thoughts
i worship and adore

~sukmawati komala~
21 March 2013

by Ts Poetry |
Categories: loneliness, love,

Taking Away the Loneliness

Oceans of loneliness forgiven petrichor slowly dances away a strawberry kiss commencement in deepest recesses of my mind just linger with desserts of pleasure wrapped around the very essence of my soul brandy hints, a take of summer shining down upon her grace footfalls ambulate the shoreline docked, the harbour is way too too full no rush of roses blushing in the daylight there's a new day sense of smell fresh cut green green grasses as she struts and shakes her *** there is no weeping for the lonely I'm going to take it all away

by Jennifer Smith |
Categories: inspirational, uplifting, beautiful, beautiful, love, may,

Ugly and Cheap

i may just have an ugly face.
i also maybe cheap
but i have made many "a man race"
as beauty is only skin deep.

i may not be as pretty as a picture
but i have often made a choice
and i may not be any richer
but there is love in my voice.

i may not have lovely clothes
but i can make love to you
and i may not be beautiful as a rose
but i know when love is true.

i may not have a beautiful body
but it is still kept on view
and i may not be small and often in the nuddy
but my affections are on cue

so if you rate your love on looks alone
i think I'll just leave and tarry
because you heart is colder than stone
your the type for me not to marry.

by Roman Chebukin |
Categories: dedication, devotion, faith, inspirational, life, love, music, passion, religion, teen, me, prayer, me,

Last Prayer

There is nothing left for me to do on this earth,
I have said and done my dues for this world that's so cursed. 
Every move I make is for you my king of kings and lord of lords,
Make me new and purify my heart and soul, hear my word.

It seems like every move I make now is all to get myself ready,
Ready to step into your holy presence all so steady. 
I can't live without you my lord,
Without you I get really really board. 

I can't walk this road alone,
Take my hand and walk me through all these stones.
Guid my soul, so that I can wall into the holy of holies,
This prayer should say it all God, I'm yours for ever once again.

by James Heath |
Categories: love, me,

Glow Lady

GLOW      LADY'' 
Glow lady 
Outshine the moon 
Your radiance lends warmth 
To the sun, at high noon 
You are beautiful- 
Like a portrait, framed in gold 
In comparison to you 
Even fire seems cold. 

Glow lady 
Show me some sign 
That I have touched your heart 
Like the way you have mine 
You are wonderful- 
Like a June moonlit night 
Like that last puzzle piece 
When it fits in just right. 

Glow lady 
What more can I say 
My thoughts are all of you 
Every night, every day 
You have touched- 
Something brand new in me 
And these things I now feel 
I feel, so tenderly.

by Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories: love, religious, spiritual, truth,

Double Blessing Reprise

When I say: "Love and more love" to you,
What I’m also saying is,
I bestow a brotherly double blessing upon your soul
so faithful and true
When I say: "Love and more love" to you
What I’m spiritually saying is,
I send a Resurrection greeting kiss unto you,
delivered always faithful and true ...
A double blessing born again each day anew 
Abundant love given to you, from me, in this life;
and more abundant love given to you, from me, in the next life 
My deepest wishes of a double blessing for you,
are sealed with a holy kiss from my two lips

This poem is my tribute to the talented poet, James Edward Lee Sr.

by Cheryl Johnstone |
Categories: angst, life, lost love, me, me,

Take It

By the pale of dawn
I took back my love
And by the dark of night
I told two lies
Never again will I wish
For a lover's bloodstained kiss
Nor remember him with weeping eyes

You stole me from a peaceable sleeping
And brought me to the enchanted place
Then turned me loose upon the wind
And showed to me a stranger's face

Take from me all youth and grace
Beauty, wit and strength to care
Take from me my dreaming eyes
Rosy mouth and twilight hair
Take from me this heart forlorn
Newly formed and newly torn
And throw it to the raging sea
Else you will not depart from me

by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: poets, world,

The World Is Not Perfect

The world is not perfect.
People are killing each other.
I love my life anyway.

Peace is not coming.
People have assault rifles.
I paint my feelings away.

The world acts crazy.
People have mental illnesses.
I focus on the things that I love.

Hopelessness and despair
Are two things I see in the eyes of five-year-olds
I come home and write poetry, to forgive the world.

by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade, jesus,

Dear Jesus Santa

Dear Santa Jesus,

We are being kicked out of our house again.
Mom needs a job because she got mad and got fired.
Dad has not sent money for a long time.
You can skip me this year. I am twelve.
But bring something to Dave. He is only six.
And my baby brother needs diapers. Size 3's.
If you can get us a place to live it would be wonderful.
If we have to live under the bridge we might get taken away.
We are at the corner of 17th and Prospect.
Under the bridge.
If you could, please bring my brothers coats and hats.
They can put their hands in the pockets. 
You can skip me. 
I know where to stand to get warm.
Thank you so much!
Love, Samantha

by Thomas Swist Jr |
Categories: black african american, inspirationaleaster, easter,

What Easter Means To Me

What Easter means to me
Is down in my heart
The story all about Jesus
It's told from the start

How He rose that great morning
And rolled away the stone
He did it for us all
And did it all alone

Showing all His love
When He got up that great day
As He promised that He would
He'd have it no other way

So there we have it my friends
Because we all are set free
And everyone surely knows
What Easter means to me.

by Thomas Swist Jr |
Categories: black african american, wifeme, me,

Her Dimples Made Me Smile

Her dimples made me smile
When I looked at her face
Because of the way she was
Having style and so much grace

The way she made me feel
Made my heart skip a beat
And just to look at her
Really knocked me off my feet

Oh yes I fell in love
With those dimples the other day
And they are so special
There's just no other way

First I'm thankful to God
Cause I know I'm His child
For blessing me with Joyce
Her dimples made me smile.

by Bertrand Raven Banda |
Categories: sad love

Beautiful Death

With each touch... I lose 
the sense of feel
She reels me in with her 
luscious appeal
O... I have fallen for her & 
she knows
Heart... mind... body... & 
most of all soul
Ecstasy!... Bliss!... 
& she won the war... 
Without having swung an 
axe or strung a bow
My body lay helpless 
begging for more...
...More time to make 
amends & say goodbye
But she won't listen she's 
far too high
Her name isn't common 
like mary or beth
But love her & she will 
take away your breath
I guess love is a 
euphemism for a 
beautiful death
As the hands of time 
undoubtedly lead to 

by Debbie Duncan |
Categories: lost love,


Forgotten heart of mine.
Forgotten souls in time.
Teetering on the fence of time.
As prisms sparkle thru the night.
The moon glistens on the leaves.
Volcanoes erupt thru the night.
I smell the taste of honey on my lips.
Passions are controlled by what was once felt.
She has become the desire within his veins.
The forgotten dreams of his heart drip blood.
As they were dropped along the way. 
The heartbeat of their love was left out in the rain.   

12:30 mid-night 9/ 17/ 2013

by John Loving Iii |
Categories: devotion, love,

Your Driving Me Crazy

with you i find myself in a state of flux
from happy to sad to confused and confounded
in due course an end will eventually come
but now, i wait indebt, out of control
under your control, lost inside my head
and you with your features, promises
no out right refusal, you thread me through
and when i'm away from you i write poetry
such as  you have never seen
that can never be felt by princess or queen
who have never felt the depth of my being
but to you i assign this power so sacred
that you have my heart, mind and soul
it's true what they say; i'd quit if i could.
but then, how would be the love i wish for me

by Emelia Samanhyia |
Categories: betrayal,

Love Is Just a Word


Love is just a word I just found out
By it nations stood far to riot
Troy and Spartan fought till men bled
Trading Achilles to his eternal bed.

Love is but a by word
Humans leave but by lust
Entangled by it treacherous thread
Which only drains the blood so fast.

Love is only a mean word
Men, women and children all trade
Just to find themselves entangled in your web of thread
And all you do to them is fade.

Love you are just a word
Not a feeling so told
You only exist by the mouth of a whistling bird.
You are only but a story never to unfold.

by Debbie Duncan |
Categories: child, me, mother daughter,


He hurts me, mommie 
Can you help me 
Set me free 
From this pain

Where I don't wanna be
Let me fly with the angels 
Drift on clouds past the moon

I love you mommie  
But I don't want to stay 
And live in this pain every day 

He hurts me, mommie 
Can you help me
Help me, pass away

6 pm  Jan 4, 2013,  Friday

by Raffy Relator |
Categories: dedication, dog, feelings, funny love, kiss, memory, smile,

A Puppy Love

I met you in the city
I introduced myself as Raffy
How glad I met you
Since I don't know what to do..

Each day had passes
And I thought that was the last
I tried to search you again
But the city is vain

Hoping you will see
I search you with glee
At last, I saw you
Kissing to others as much you do

Seeing you in that way
Feels me hard even though your a DOG anyway
But now I don't know what to do
Coz your OWNER is much beautiful than you.....

by Grace Faolian |
Categories: abuse, age, angel, anger, angst, betrayal, childhood, dad, daughter, depression, father daughter, grief, hate, loneliness, lonely, murder, poverty, teen, teenage, women,


I live where angels fear to walk
Don’t ask questions, no one’s gonna talk
Another kid’s innocence is being take
Their thirst for blood will never slacken
Love is something only found in a fairytale
But those don’t comfort, when home is spelled H E L L
Left alone for days on end
Nothing else to do but play pretend
Trying to get lost in a dream
But when that doesn’t help, all you can do is scream
I’ve called the devil by his first name
His eyes are cold, mine are the same
I live where angels fear to tread
By the time you find me, I’ll probably be dead