Poetry Blogs (love poems)

She is cursed to always crave

master to the slave

bloodstone to the master

cradle to the grave

He guards his wicked treasure

twilight to the dawn

with a selfishness so absolute

sharing with no one

A drop or two won’t satiate

gratify

alleviate

It leaves her empty, unfulfilled

left to wonder moonlit fields

barren plains of a love gone wrong

a ...

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A desire stronger than the weight of the world, nothing in life matters more than the intake of poison, fogged mind and clouded vision,

Tell Me What's Love Compared To Addiction

controlled by controlled substance your own worst enemy living physically but empty mentally,

Happiness Depleted Unless Using Of Course My Best Friend Is My Drug Of Choice

scared of facing withdrawals to much p...

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Days pass way too fast

It's hard to invision, that we'll last

Running onwards, aimlessly

Without allowing our truths, to set us free

When will we gain control?

Stop plodding on too slow?

Not one of us really knows,

We just continue with the flow

I dream of the day, they set us free

Finally able to live the way, we want to be

Just me and you for eternity

A...

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I've gone back to writing unrequited love poetry. apparently, I'm told everyone likes those. 

some references:
"I sit alone and think of you"- a song by Jandek
"I've spent my whole surrounded/alone"- opening lines from the song "unconditional" by The Bravery
"Alone but not lonely"- a line from Tired out by Buck 65
"the smile I have is only skin deep"- a line from The Joker in Batman (1989)

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You watched from behind

As I swayed to the music

The first night we met

No network coverage

To cover and color time

The first night we met

No calls to remind

Us that we’re not wild and free

The first night we met

You called me “beauty”

While I saw beauty in you

The first night we met

Nineteen-twenties jazz

Silent phones, no texts, and you

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I sat down to write you a love song

But I couldn't hear the music

Without you near.

I put down the pen,

Looked out the window

At the same sky you see

The same clouds you stopped in the street to watch

As they traveled across the sky.

You took my hand, I lifted my eyes

As the world passed by.

In that moment with

The wandering clouds

You wrote me a love song.

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I see you lurking about
making him say 
sweet nothings
to lure me out.

This time 
I am being smart,
walling off 
my broken heart.

Using your 
flaming arrows
to paint the sky.

Let the world know
you are really 
not a nice guy.

You are a trickster
who makes girls cry
with your stupid lies.

My schooled soul 
knows the truth
betrayed.

Romantic love
is an illusion,
pas...

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Love is pure.

Love is kind.

Love is merciful and not blind.

Love is caring.

Love is sharing.

Love is like ice cream with the cherry.

Love is sweet and not bitter.

It widens your heart and makes you more simmer.

Love calms you down when you want to go crazy.

It gives you peace when you're trying to be a lady, or a gentlemen at that, because the fact is ya'll need love too...

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I could fill a barren sea 
full of tears I've shed
for a moment with you.

I learned to focus only 
on the good it led to.
 
What purpose does it serve
to open old wounds

except to serve the 
greater good. 

So, I bellow not

unless it can be
a beacon 

for mermaids
coming ashore. 

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Passion consumed 
eventually fades.

Passion capped 
pursues us 

beyond the grave.

This revelation 
helps me understand,

our encounter was 
never about us.

It was about our muses
intertwined in the 

world of words.

We were denied 
the lasting passion
we searched for

so we could write 
our soul songs

for seekers 
to see

the ectasy 
and despair

that accompan...

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Have I loved?
Yes, on the spectrum,
towards the sacrificial side.
Silencing my soul,
losing my identiy.
Endless nights
crying myself to sleep.
I sometimes think I would have
preferred an easy love
bouquets of rainbow colored daisies,
sparkling teeth,
a passionate love,
French kisses in Rome,
ruffled sheets,
a forever love,
hugs, holding hands, 
finishing each other's sentences...
...

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