Most Commented Lost Love Poems (2,650)

My face is a map
That traces, so accurately
The journey
Of my life
Like old roads
Carved out of hope
Trying to lead somewhere
Now tired and worn
Always remaining
Beyond repair
Fading into the past
Before the journey
Had barely travelled
Lightly trodden paths
Often fondly remembered
For that one single moment
When they crossed
Each other’s destiny
They left such little trace
But measured together
Provide so many memories
Of long lost desires

The ravines of past loves
So very deep
Etched from sadness
As ever growing rifts
Drifting further apart
Wrenched from pain
And scarred with sorrow
With impassable rivers
Born of tears
That had bled
From eyes
That had seen
Futility

But hope
Is an emotion
Where desires
Can see further
Than futility
For this map
Has one last space
To be fulfilled
And complete
The journey of life
And when that final river
Crosses my face
And flows
Into nothingness
All I will ever know
Is it will never
Be as deep
As yours

We ran with lions across the wild Serengeti
Scaled the Himalayas for the elusive yeti
Danced the dance of the glorious antelope
As we lived our romance in kaleidoscope

Spreading young wings wider than the albatross
As time drifted on by in clouds of candyfloss
Along the Nile we collected crocodile tears
Swam with dolphins who allayed any fears

Floated in time with the brightest humming bird
Roamed over the plains with a mighty bison herd
Absorbed blood red sunsets in a desert dream
Waited for the stars in a glorious array of agleam

Saw polar bears stare as we scaled the frozen land
All these we discovered never leaving hand in hand
Then history tells us that time becomes an outcast
As the wonder years sped on by from first to last

Our world had now spun from dawn to full eclipse
As you parted that final kiss upon my cold lips
Take me my love further than I have ever been
And let me see the future that your eyes have seen

Across all the rivers and over the many oceans
From mountain tops to the desert of emotions
Take me my love to be always by your side
And allow our memories as your life’s guide



She scattered my ashes across her life
Upon the plains that had seen so much strife
She took them higher than an eagle dare
And deeper than a heart could ever share

Will you weep to capture all of our past
Will tears lie as salt lakes until the last
Scatter me my love upon your very soul
Scatter me wherever you lay your bowl
Scatter me amongst all your sad emotions
Scatter me once again as you cross the Oceans

And when all to you appears to be lost
And life seems to be covered in the cold frost
Take heart my love and hear the new fawn
And live and live upon the new dawn

The letter lay alone
In a mailbox red with rust
Its loneliness apparent
By the layers of forgotten dust
The envelope tinged yellow
As time wished to show its age
The corners bent and crinkled
As if it tried to escape the cage

But love is not your kingdom
When the castle has no moat
And passion will never sail
When rejection sank the boat
So once again his eyes did cast
Upon the bleak and yellowed note
That lay within the mailbox
Seeming to bear a cruel wry gloat

It bore no stamp or postmark
That sense of barren to the mind
Yet it smelt so slightly scented
The sense of an emotional bind
He clasped it tightly to his chest
In pleading hope of a stirring rush
But love will still lie unrequited
When devotion is a one way crush

You were magic in my eyes
To beautiful you were
Your womanly charm burned
Through my soul
Perhaps I was to young to
Handle the fire within you
But my young heart plunged
Into the vortex of your
Spirit, and you let me taste
The kiss of your mouth
Your electric eyes never told
Me that I was playing with fire
Yet I was a fool for passion
You drew a portrait of my face
And smiled as I relished your
Talent
We held hands in church but how
Was I to know the devil was in
Your heart?
Men were struck down by your
Beauty
A twitch of your finger, your
Black hair catching the sun and
I was undone
You made me believe I could crush
A mountain with your sensual smile
And you stold my soul with your naked
Body
But you found love in the arms of another
And deaths tears killed my soul
My love had been taken from me
My heart thrown to the wind
All that's left are my scribbled
Thoughts on crumpled paper
I need me back again
What did I do to deserve
This loss?
I lay in the dust waiting
For life..
Cafe

If I could, borrow time
And return, to yesteryear
Where dormant hearts
Lie in wait
And past hopes
Lie in fallen pages
From the script of life

If I could, borrow a sage
To teach me, love
And offer up
All my dreams
Upon a silver platter
Then the written word
Cannot be meaningless

If I could, borrow the stars
For just a short time
And blend the heavens
To shape, my life
And bind it
Within the folder
Of your eternity
Then this book
Has reached an ending


If I could, return to you
Leafing back
Upon these worn
And rewritten pages
And the wise old sage
Taught me of wisdom
And to live life
One chapter
At a time


If I could, borrow more time
Where days
Become minutes
And every single second
Becomes so precious
And the fallen pages
Combine
To write the story
Of our life
So that history
Writes itself
And the future
Lies in unabated wait

If I could, rewrite my past
And tell this story
Through the eyes
Of the wise old sage
And blend all the stars
With wisdom
Then this dormant heart
Could behold the future

If I could, hold your heart
As much
As you held mine
And the heavens stalled
For just one second
And the book of our life
Reached its finality
And the last page
Would always say
“The end”

If I could
If I could
For just one second
Of time
Love you, again
And again
Then life, would be
A glorious eternity

I remember the first day,
I actually set eyes upon you,
Standing there by the door,
You'd been waiting there patiently for hours..
Looking lost,and a bit forlorn in that old blue denim jacket.

I watched you for a few moments before I sighed deeply
And made my way over and whispered,"Hey, its me"..
A slow smile made its way across your worried face,
As you slowly took me in and nodded.. So it is...

And all the months of waiting,the days of email
And long nights spent talking ,laughing on the phone,
Had brought us to this place,
We went inside and,
Over coffee chatted away into the night,
This time face to face
Never to look back.

Black is made up of many colors, you can find them all inside
I too became this color from everything I hide
But shine your upon me I become transparent then I glow
Just like a prism bending light I am a colorful rainbow
But without you I am translucent, dull, and uninspired
Until you place your hand in mine and then our worlds are set on fire
And when everything is consumed but the ashes burning an image of your face
Into my mind behind my eyes I find my refuge back in my darkest place
Where I say hello to the stinging wasp inside my head
And then I say goodbye to the butterflies trapped inside my neck

She held the curtain to
her cheek not yet ready
for a tear
It would take alot to sadden
that face for she had never
known a fear
But I drove away just the same
with a regret or two of my own
She just didn't know how many
nights she'd be sobbing by the
phone
'What was that spirit he brought
she pondered on a tear stained
pillow..?'
'With him I felt alive again like
a bluejay singing to a weeping
willow..'
How does she count the days when
her silver pot no longer has it's shine?
She counts all as death in the terrible
truth she'd lost one of a kind

For years her poem slept between
the pages of an old book in the
attic..
She loved me and I loved her but
something went wrong and we parted
For years I languished in guilt and
self doubt about what went went wrong
Time had blunted most of the hellish
pain that had ripped through my soul
in midnight hours
But still..the question of why had
lingered on..
I unfolded the poem which by now had
yellowed with time
It seemed a wiff of her perfume had emited
it's last aroma as I opened the neatly
folded paper
Her tears smugged the ink within the lines
of her soulful words
and this stained poem was her final
memorial to a love that had been choked
by the thorns of misunderstanding
She wrote in words of gentleness that make
me cry for the magic of her touch
What was I without her?
How could I have gone on so long when
the taste of her lips had awakened me
for a thousand nights
What can a man be..what can I be..without her
In dreams I fall upon her neck with kisses
of my soul
In day light I grieve for her dimond moons
There is no sun that can brighten my day
For she is the day of my heart
But where can she be now/
Who has stoled the preciousness of my heart
Bowed over I clutch this poem as a broken
Man
Sun rise has lost its meaning
Starlight is for the magic of another
All I have left are words of breathless
Sorrow
All that remains of me are shadows of
what could have been
All is gone
All I have are tears in the attic~

I see you everywhere
And yet you're not there
Faces, places.....all have traces
The silhouette lines of my gazes
Misty steam, sunbeams, serene streams
Blue jeans, new scenes, sweet dreams
In clouds, shrouds, crowds
I often call your name out loud
Streetcars, glass jars, reflections from afar
In cars, bars, constellations in the stars
The outline of your hair,
Your profile haunts me as I stare
I see you everywhere
But you're not really there
I see you on the bus
And think of the two of us
I see you in a limousine
And realize it's just a daydream
I see you in a movie queue
Stop and prey....but that's not you
I see you everywhere.... I know
Because I still love you so
Memories that just....... won't let go.