Love Poems About Sad Love or Sad Love Love Poems
by Susan Ashley |
Categories: life, lost love, sad love,

Tin Foil Hearts

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 |
Categories: beauty, butterfly, sad love,

Bluewing Falling

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,

Fractured Soul

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 Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: beauty, care, creation, imagination, inspiration, lonely, love hurts, metaphor, nature, rain, sad love, september,

Gentle Summer Rain

She writes about Fall's beauty in the rain 
The falling raindrops' dance ascribing thence 
Bespoken verse that lightens her refrain 
before the time they met - her steps commence. 

She listens to the soft and rhythmic thrum, 
her love turned to escape and cloudy string 
Where nimbus mistletoe fell, tears to become 
Their kiss of Autumn was symbolic ring. 

The first light cotton mists with summer rays 
While skyward cheerful laughs adorn the land, 
their ceremonial dance diffuses grays, 
affectionate embrace, where dreams expand. 

Upon September's sky the raindrops gleam 
With half of hidden Sun to laugh and beam.



--------- 8-29-13

by John Gondolf |
Categories: death, lost love, sad love, suicide,

One Step Away From Eternity

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, winter,

When Winter Comes, Remember Me

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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 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.

by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories: beauty, dedication, for her, heart, remember, romantic, sad love,

Eucalyptus Longing

The rushing wonts of action render these happenings unmovable,
These feelings, passionately felt, to dull words ill and strained
She clings, my koala, with chocolate eyes pining for my green
Though each time she lets me go, she leaves me docile and pained 

Once before I claimed her; yes, she did not turn away from me
But instead gazed on how the breeze could sway my branches
I wanted my bark to secrete the sweetest tears,
So she would know how eternally I yearn for her glances

For it is she alone, who can consume and digest my poisons
It is she alone—besides the sun—who gives me reason to stand erect

by Just That Archaic Poet |
Categories: death, pain, sad love, sorrow, truth,

I Need Time To Heal

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 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!

by Jan Allison |
Categories: sad love,

Do You Love Me

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 Dale Gregory Cozart |
Categories: death, sad love, winter,

Past the Graveyard: Rondeau

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 Jannie Breedt |
Categories: lost love, missing you, sad love,

Night Sky

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 Afzal Nusker |
Categories: sad love,

A Barren Land

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,

Grief

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


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by Michelle Faulkner |
Categories: betrayal, dark, desire, heartbreak, longing, lust, sad love,

A Little In Love

A little in love
is all that I'll be
maybe I'll fall
just a degree

Maybe I won't
melt when he smiles
maybe my hope
won't run for miles

Maybe my world
won't encircle his face
maybe my heart
won't quicken its pace

Maybe his words
won't brazenly glow
maybe my nervous
worship won't show

Maybe he won't
counsel clandestine meetings
maybe his touch
won't be so fleeting

Maybe my mind won't be dazzled and meek
maybe my will won't be hollow and weak

Maybe I'll excuse his passion-borne bruises
maybe I'll use the face that he uses

A little in love
is all I'll concede
but love can be lies
fools like me believe.

3/16/18

by Charlie Smith |
Categories: love hurts, sad love,

The Play

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 Elizabeth Mccann |
Categories: romance, sad love,

Storytime

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 Arthur Vaso |
Categories: death, friendship love, grief, sad love, september,

So So

So many poems
			so few poets
	so many


so few
			one less now
	my heart bleeds


In-between
	the empty spaces
			sadness sleeps

by Linda Alice Fowler |
Categories: confusion, heart, magic, sad love,

Magic

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 Kelly Deschler |
Categories: death, flower, lost love, metaphor, red, rose, sad love,

Red Roses Fade To Black

Red velvet petals, only I, seduce,
With hidden danger under the disguise,
My fingers feeling shyly, I reduce,
Thorns sharpen, ready, waiting the unwise.

Before me, bleeding poison, I assume,
This flower withered, shriveled the entire,
A dark extracted substance, the perfume,
No beauty, only sorrow, I admire.

Withdrawn I wept lamenting the depart,
A rosebud, crimson, youthful, I erased,
A lifeless flower, never I impart,
nor taken with affection, I embraced.







Written by Kelly Deschler  October 23rd, 2014

by Jan Allison |
Categories: sad love, wedding,

Stand By Me - Emotional Write

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 Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: break up, cry, feelings, i miss you, missing you, sad love, today,

Indian Giver

(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 Daniel Turner |
Categories: bereavement, sad love,

Our Time Together

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, sorrow,

Blistered

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