Most Commented Lost Love Poems (2,650)

Lucy stumbles back into, that little room
Tired worn and weary, all energy consumed
The horrors of the day are etched upon her face
As she slumps down at the table,her mind in a daze

Everything is as it was, nothings out of place
She feels his presence in every corner,in every space
The morning coffee cups still standing,in the gloom
The knives ,the forks,the plates,his silver sugar spoon
Shining,shining through that gloom.

Lucy tries to piece together ,their last conversation
Was it really about the weather? was there no indication
She picks up his old cashmere sweater and holds it tight
But then,the scent of his cologne,like dynamite
ignites the tears that flow
And she lets go
All the pain and misery it flows
Shes rocking,...rocking to and fro.

Oh how she wishes she had gone with him this morning
Oh how she wishes she could be with him now
But instead she finds herself deep in mourning
As she leaves this house of stone...alone

Lucy picks a bunch of wild forget-me-knots
And throws them towards the shore
But they don't go very far
And she thinks she hears an old familiar voice
Call her name,above the noise
Of the crashing surf
Then she dries another tear
And heads down towards the pier
To get the boat back to the mainland..

From somewhere a corncrake sings his evening song
Hes happy, now the storm is gone
But for Lucy it goes on and on and on...

Oh how she wishes she had gone with him this morning
Oh how she wishes she could be with him now
But instead she finds herself,deep in mourning
Now shes going home alone
Now shes going home alone..

Pray! who said winter's bloom
flowered bright too short a day,
how thy faint sun burns bright to groom,
love's grace in short hours grey,
Alas for thee, no May freshly green,
nor star showered coloured rainbow known,
nor sweet airs on soft summer serene,
where blushing scents of youth's roses blown,
Yet from thy untarnished winters sun,
shall e'er a glorious moment reign,
through heaven's snowy candlelight, run
the warmth of love's joy, to sustain
the heart and leaves the world not cold,
whilst we with tear, thru' life our love unfold.

A beautiful crisp cold night
A night for all lovers everywhere
But everything was not alright
He could not find her anywhere

The love of his entire life was gone
He was lost without her guiding wings
She had left and he was all alone
Without her he no longer felt like a King

Remembering her lovely color of white
The sounds she made when they courted
And as a couple they were a beautiful sight
Their long necks at times looking contorted

Springtime was the most romantic time of all
In the Summer they loved the cool blue water
Then the beautiful colored trees in the Fall
Winter also had a magic as they cuddled closer

He is all alone wondering where his love went
One day she was there and the next gone
He hunted for her until he was spent
Mourning for her - he lived the rest of his life alone

Entwined we stared upon the starry night,
White spiderwebs adorned the woods like lace,
The cold moon wore a garland of pale light,
That cast gold radiance around your face.

But new love's bloom can slowly turn to grey,
And promise drips like candle grease it seems.
When our eyes met, I should have turned away,
Cruel passing time did not respect our dreams.

Oh reader fond, do not misunderstand,
These remnants of past love hold no disdain,
Love stories are not always built on sand,
And broken hearts won't always harbour pain.

Much better to have loved and let it go,
Than never to have felt your heart aglow.

My heart is hiding in the cave

It's seeking a refuge

As it's bleeding halfway to death

It will not come out

Until its final grave.

Melted heart spread so thin holds memories of wilted roses within. Renaissance love of golded arrow holding retaliatory torture of loves call,only to receve a silver tip after all.

I Kissed her picture frame and road into the sunset
Of the Serengeti Desert on my Rhinoceros
Then I took an evening flight to Paris aboard my Pelican
Just to find the woman that I love in places my dreams have only been
But then my Pelican went down into a ball of flames
We crash landed in a Jungle with Purple Orangutans
They ate peyote cakes with Northern Lights inside their pipes
Then we swung across the Amazon into charismatic neon skies
When I found myself beneath the moon on sandy shores of bliss
Complacent to the wind I drew her face and blew a kiss
As I wondered was she staring up into those starry skies
And upon the brightest star I wished her in my arms tonight
But only came the breeze that gently whispered I'm a fool
Nostalgia can be my closest friend while other times it can be cruel
So then with just a whistle and there she blows The Nautilus
My mammalian submarine appeared with her love The MobyDick
I admired them of their passion as we played a game of battleships
Still I miss her sweet sensations and how I've longed to taste her lips
Then we dove into the deepest seas and turned over every shell
I was suspicious of Atlantis and all its disappearing fishy tales
But to my surmise politely I was greeted by the Neptune King
He revealed many oceanic mysteries, but nothing of my Queen
Once again on sandy shores underneath the weight of what I felt
Where the emptiness of void revealed its hollow dismal self
But if I ever find my way back to the place I left my broken heart
I will be waiting there upon my Rhinoceros mapping out the stars

~ JJF ~

Ever since you left,
The plan was to forget,
To pick up broken pieces and
Make whole the heart that bled.

See there was never doubt,
I had it all worked out,
You were gone so I would mend
But look what happens now.

From right out the blue,
This is just like you,
To turn my whole world upside down
You've come to see it through...

No, you are still the same,
And I'm so sick of playing,
I'm dizzy I can barely stand
You're messing with my brain.

I must recalibrate,
I won't capitulate,
No I will stay the course and my
Resolve you'll never break.

I who once believed,
Am full of disbelief,
So I will put the plot to motion
And cut what makes me bleed!
JS

Life itself is bigger than any love affair
The magic of being in love may disappear
One partner may become tired of what both share
Leaving the other in a sad state of despair

If you are one with love that is still enduring
Please be thankful each day for what you are sharing
If the love you once shared has come to an ending
Though it may not be easy please stop your crying

The price you are now paying with your suffering
Is not worth someone who is no longer caring
So just wipe away all those tears and start smiling
Lift your head up and see the sun is still shining

Listen to the birds and you will hear them singing
Look at a sunset and enjoy what you're seeing
Feel the glorious warmth of the sunshine on your skin
Enjoy fully the wondrous beauty of living

Even though life may not be peaceful as a dove
Here is something you should always mindful of
Love of life is more precious than all other love
Grasp this sacred treasure with blessings from above

How oft we seek the unattainable,
And the controllers know how to control,
I can jump through hoops,
And the voices certainly told me so,
“La belle dame sans Merci hath thee enthrall.”
The Romantic ideal is always flawed,
That’s just the way of things.
The sirens’ voices called,
I couldn’t resist,
Even tied to the mast,
My soul burst from my body,
Though it was so tightly bound,
I had to have you in whatever way,
And whatever humiliations,
You placed upon me,
Physical love does that,
It mesmerizes and cajoles.
And you were so intelligent,
I’m sure you knew and know,
What you unleashed.
And yet like all Romantic fantasies,
You were totally unworthy,
And totally dishonest,
And in your own way,
You played those lover’s games.
And I think deep down,
There must be an unsettling.
Too many decent mariners have been lulled,
And in the end,
There must be a realization,
That your way will die,
Like the myth it has been based on.
The sirens' song was once powerful,
But it exists,
Only while we still believe.