by Susan Ashley |
Categories:
life, lost love, sad love,
On pensive planes of wraith-like existence,
Are stoic shadows feigning affection;
Crimson lips of withering consistence,
Have lost their craze for craving confection.
Tear-filling prisms tilling a rueing sphere,
Pathos prowling, pity's wild and roaming;
Reminisce wind-blown is tumbleweed drear,
Bathos like bramble bur clings in gloaming.
Tin foil hearts' echo sad droning down-beat,
Rose petal ballet two rust figurines;
Today's gray sleet does douse yesteryears' heat,
Apathy's ennui directing the scenes...
Love once aflare in fanfare marigold,
Lies now a wizened weed, dried and stone cold.
Susan Ashley
November 2, 2017
by Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart |
Categories:
beauty, butterfly, sad love,
Her magic is drawn
from an ocean's
million hues
reflecting
boundless skies
slain by her trembling perfection
you grab hold of her
to save yourself
and you do not mean her any harm
you just want to feel what azure feels like
to experience the depths of cerulean
but her cobalt dust
rubs off all over you
your being
indelibly indigo stained
as the beauty you wished to possess
lays crushed
at your feet
July 13th, 2018
by Deb M |
Categories:
grief, loss, sad love,
Shes sits in her worn out familiar chair
As the sun wakes for the day
Her being weary before the day begins
From wishing her life away
Nothing matters anymore
Old now, completely bereft
He’s been gone a few months
Alone , nothing left
They lost their only child
As a beautiful young adult
A lifetime of grieving
Being the result
It should never be that way
Your child leaves earth before you
Their profound,pure love for each other
Is how they got through
She sits motionless ,eyes closed
Her mind consumed of days gone by
Her whole being aches , tears fall
She breathes one loud , last sigh
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
death, lost love, sad love, suicide,
Alas, I stand atop this mountain crest,
and gaze upon the valley down below;
the graveyard where your body lays at rest,
sits in the center shadowed by plateau.
My sad heart aches with every breath I take;
I wonder why I’m made to bear this bane,
and live a life that’s cruel and opaque,
while trying hard my teardrops to restrain.
This awful illness claimed your life so soon,
while you and I were living in our prime;
the heavens haled you, leaving my life strewn
across this wasteland, sadly out of rhyme.
‘Tis but a step across this steep degree,
and I will join you in eternity.
July 20, 2018
by Lycia Harding |
Categories:
assonance, autumn, heartbreak, remember, sad love, summer
••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
When Winter comes, remember me
beside you on those ivory sands
If frozen fingers reach for thee,
arise and fling aside her hands
As you awake on shortening days,
when Winter comes, remember me
We'll pray that Frost forsake his grays
and set arrays of color free
Light snow may fall so subtly,
bright notes on parchment sheer as sleet,
when Winter comes. Remember me,
that I might play each shimmering sheet
Short interlope of Summer gone,
I'm owed no scope of reverie
but hope you will, from this day on,
when Winter comes, remember me....
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by Just That Archaic Poet |
Categories:
death, pain, sad love, sorrow, truth,
Tell me why, but tell me True-
Spare me the heartbreak of a Lie
I would lay forever in these meadows...
Forever, until I die!
To rid myself of all the Pain,
And the Sorrows of what I feel
To ease my Mind, my worried Brain
(Lord! The Cuts! I need to heal)
*Referring to my problems with "Borderline Personality Disorder"; many of us are "cutters"
by Jan Allison |
Categories:
sad love,
You told me simply we were friends
But you conceal your aching heart
My love for you it never ends
You told me simply we were friends
Dreaming of you my heart ascends
Forbidden love keeps us apart
You told me simply we were friends
But you conceal your aching heart
09~26~14
Written for One New Triolet Contest
Sponsored By Alfred Vassallo
by Jannie Breedt |
Categories:
lost love, missing you, sad love,
Behold, a crack in the sky...
Its a star ! And then it multiplies...
A thousand million
silver twinkling confetti...
Galactical milk in celestial ballet
Your white bedazzle takes the breath away
Soapsudded moon and underwater candellabra
In an ocean of quiet delivery
Oozes a rhapsody, nay a symphony!
Gliding on golden orbital slide
A bridal comet gown on fluted notes
MAGNIFICAT! MAGNIFICAT! MAGNIFICAT!
by Dale Gregory Cozart |
Categories:
death, sad love, winter,
Past the graveyard deep in snow
where icicles from boughs hang low
one woman at a headstone weeps
as memories in warmth she keeps,
all dressed in black like winter crows.
Still muted angels' trumpets blow
where frost on trees like lichens grow
and 'cross the powder darkness creeps
past the graveyard.
As by the iron fence I go
the granite gapes in pewter rows.
My heart into my throat now leaps;
her mortal love in silence sleeps
in frozen ground while snowflakes blow
past the graveyard.
11/14/17
This is a rewrite of my Terzanelle, "I Pass the Graveyard".
by Afzal Nusker |
Categories:
sad love,
In her dumpster fades away
posy of love-struck feelings.
I plucked from my heart's garden,
now a barren land.
Date : 01/30/2016
by Susan Ashley |
Categories:
death, emotions, grief, heartbreak, loss, sad love
I beseech the shards of my shattered self,
as recollections collect with a jagged edge,
for a softened reflection of a dream in smithereens
to sheath this sunken cheeked shadow
lost in the mirrored fragments
of hollow-eyed tears.
Susan Ashley
February 12, 2019
~ Sixth Place ~
Premiere Contest: May 2019 Premier 4 (Max 14 Lines)
Sponsor: Brian Strand
~ Fifth Place ~
Contest: Capture That Emotion
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
by Arthur Vaso |
Categories:
death, friendship love, grief, sad love, september,
So many poems
so few poets
so many
so few
one less now
my heart bleeds
In-between
the empty spaces
sadness sleeps
by Elizabeth Mccann |
Categories:
romance, sad love,
The bed is still in disarray.
A faint erotic scent exudes
From the crumpled pillow.
Was it only yesterday
This page unfolded?
Empty now this gold and decorated room
Except for paper roses.
A bobolink
On a spiral spring, gay.
The mirror stares back at me
Unrecognizing the pale cold shadow
Who haunts it seeking
An old reflection.
The blush is gone; no joke
This walking in and out of chapters.
Tell me another story, friend,
Or give this one a happy ending.
by Charlie Smith |
Categories:
love hurts, sad love,
I've dreamed of things and might have beens
with hopes and love in back lot shadows.
Replaying these cold-heart wrenching scenes
that will bring no dawn to my tomarrows.
And as this play plays out each act,
my role fades from lead to second best.
Mere words no longer cause effect
to cure the faults of love's ill rest.
I pray to God, re-write these lines
that I might toss aside regrets
and bring the peace for which I pine
to a closing scene no one forgets.
I'll take no bows, of that I'm certain
as stage lights dim on this final curtain.
by Linda Alice Fowler |
Categories:
confusion, heart, magic, sad love,
It’s just an illusion
that softly stirs sadness within my broken heart’s
confusion.
I have been tricked.
I'm seduced by the Queen of Tarts -
and pricked.
Voodoo
casts magic darts -
you.
It’s just an illusion,
I'm seduced by the Queen of Tarts -
you.
by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories:
break up, cry, feelings, i miss you, missing you, sad love
(To give then take)
I shut my eyes for a few seconds today
Missing you, I wished you were here
Then suddenly the walls became dim
My heart murmurs your name
I swallow the tears behind my eyes
Claiming back the wish
Why would I ever let myself fall in love again?
By: PD
by Jan Allison |
Categories:
sad love, wedding,
Oh my darling the news is so bleak
I saw the consultant only last week
Perhaps we better start making plans
See the vicar; hear the wedding banns
All I’ve ever wanted was to be your wife
For better for worse, through trouble and strife
The consultant confirmed I’ll not last the year
Oh kiss me my darling; just hold me so near
Wedding plans float around in my head
My dying wish is that we should wed
Time's running out so we mustn’t linger
I need your wedding ring on my finger
A simple service, just as quiet as can be
All I ask my darling is that you stand by me
01~14~ 2015
by Daniel Turner |
Categories:
bereavement, sad love,
I loved our time together late at night
Love's sanctuary in each others arms
Unwinding and unraveling what's tight
Those years I spent succumbing to your charms
Initially, those hills we climbed were rough
Our boundaries were drawn with compromise
That look you gave me when you'd had enough
Approval of my worth in ardent sighs
But now to mem'ries I've become a slave
Each day I live, I pray to be my last
To sleep beside you even in my grave
Reclaiming love that saved me in the past
The love you gave still warms my broken heart
It's lonely picking up the scattered parts.
an original poem by Daniel Turner
by Gail Foster |
Categories:
betrayal, grief, loss, passion, relationship, sad love
This is my first Petrarchan sonnet...
Grey days of loss and loneliness are here
Sad nights as long as shadows in the deep
No joy, no hope, no gentleness, no sleep
No ray of light predicted to appear
Just disappointment, emptiness and fear
And sacred dreams discarded in a heap
By some abyss of faith too wide to leap
In ruins lies the love we held so dear
Wise folk will say there will be love again
That suns come up, and suns go down, and yet
All I perceive is darkness, drear and grim
All I can feel is searing hurt and pain
My heart, my fingers, too burnt to forget
All blistered, from the flame I hold for him
by Gail
by Debbie Duncan |
Categories:
lost love, sad love,
It's the changing of the season
You should have told me.
I've worn out all my welcomes.
So I don't love you anymore.
I won't be knocking on your door.
Yes, you say you won't forget me.
I see it's the rainbow moon out tonight.
Though the summer days drifted off-site.
You might forget me towards morning light.
For I shall have already forgotten you.
I've watched you many times come and go.
Through the shadows of the crystal moon.
I trace the memory of your face in my dreams.
I stare at the picture of you on the nightstand.
Feel the coldness of you come over me.
As the mystical lover's moon shines outside my window.
10/07/ 2013 12midnight
by Arthur Vaso |
Categories:
kiss, muse, remember, sad love,
Everyone has gone home
Where ever home is
The city is bare
Only me
And the call girl left
We share our secrets
In silence
Comrades in despair
The cold winter chills us all
So we two find comfort
In a passing moment
She kisses her past
I kiss my desires
Our tongues kiss our dreams
A Christmas carol plays in the background
Snow begins to fall
Madeline must now go
On another call
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
betrayal, feelings, love, sad love,
Reality's a harsh truth;
that dominates existence.
And I cannot escape it;
no matter how hard I try.
You got me to believe we'd
be together forever.
But your lies and betrayal
tore my naive heart apart.
Love's indomitable flame;
wasn't meant to be extinguished.
And its demise was painful;
fueling deep depression.
Fate spun a fickle fortune,
mixing threads of trust with doubt.
And yet, hope has the power
to resurrect dying dreams.
Happiness cannot stray far;
tightly tethered to my heart.
And there will come a day when
I'll believe in love again.
by Seren Roberts |
Categories:
sad love,
burnished golden dreams
hide the ravages of time ...
on desires worn path
Penned19/09/2014
by Michael J. Falotico |
Categories:
lost love, sad, love,
Your in a world where I had to leave...
When two hands seperated I found me ...
A crumbling picture that broke my heart...
With all my love and words, it still fell apart...
Days and time to realize what I can't fix...
From a bottle to a glass our lives couldn't mix...
Your eyes blurred as I spilled my soul...
As words fell on ears that wouldn't hold...
Now as the calender drips into new days...
I write of a love that came and went away...
Through all the storms I found a stronger me...
In poetry and love is where I'll be...
{a story of a past love who chose addiction over me}
by Carol Mays |
Categories:
angst, relationship, sad love, social, society,
We long for relationships
that know no borders,
in which hearts can roam free,
frolicking with each other,
and galloping at will
through fields and streams
in broad daylight,
and spontaneous affections
can nuzzle unrestrained.
Yet on our humble ranch,
it is the broken horses
that we so often ride.
Connections become curtailed
that once headed for the horizon,
by trial and error taught
to shield certain wounds
and mind necessary fences,
in many a peculiar pasture.