Most Commented Lost Love Poems (2,650)

I hurt you.
Without thought. Without realization.
Yet, the pain was no less severe.
Out of sight, out of mind, I never saw your tears.
I never once heard your plaintive cries.
Never witnessed the sadness in your eyes.
I was busy.
I was gone.
I was occupied.
I was with another.
I was an idiot.
I was young. I was carefree. I was cavalier.
I was handsome. I was strong.
All these many years have passed.
I've now spent a lot of time aware that I was wrong.
I've lived with this awful regret for over thirty eight years.
Over and over, your face appears in my heart.
Your eyes, your smile, haunt me, haunt me.
The memory of your total devotion to me brings me terrible guilt.
And loss.
It was right there.
Right before me. I had it in my arms.
All the love that any man could ever want or dream of.
Was mine.
So, what did I do?
I squandered it, wasted it, killed it. I turned my back on it.
Through the passage of time, I've found that this act wasted me.
Killed me.
I should have taken the dagger that I pierced your sweet love with, and instead driven it deep into my own heart, ending my life.
At least I may have been happy

You said,'You'd meet me at the
rivers edge where we could talk
for a while..'
Yes, I knew what you meant, as
I made that drive..but inside
me was a smile
You probably thought we'd sit
and talk til I felt you were
quite at ease
But I knew in my heart of hearts
it was your soul I needed to please
I let you speak for a minute or
two but the fire was already
burning
And when I held your face in the
palm of my hands that passion was
ever churning
I couldn't heal the hurt you felt
when your lover had left you cold
But perhaps I could show you a
better way if only to listen and
to hold
After an hour or so of warm embrace
I kissed you on your cheek
Perhaps when your feeling stronger
and gathered yourself a truer love
you'll seek~

How did I know
you would play me so
Like a little mouse
Let me scurry back and forth
Into your welcome house
Then turn my love around
Left me laying still
Bleeding but alive
Now I'm wondering
If I will survive
Trust your lovely eyes
Love to hear your purr
Run fingers across your skin
As soft as chinchilla fur
All is staying calm
Warning was not coming
When you finally
Make a pounce
Caught in sudden grasp
sharp sunken claws
Did I not stop
To think of fear
Out of false confidence
And now I barely move
Life is fleeing fast
Love's slow death

Time has come and gone
I have seen and known peace
Let go I have…
But in the still of the night
You appear, words still linger
Let go is what I hear
He is no more, safe you are!
Go away, leave me be …you beast
Let go I have, you are no MORE!

I'm here alone
blindly looking for lost days

I wish you were here
but I have nothing for you
but shattered dreams

my heart is torn
in my eyes sadness and grief
the smiling face in the mirror
hurts more and more

obstacles between us grow
from day to day

stars illuminate
new paths to follow
the night will bring a poor night's sleep

happiness
was so close
that every memory hurts.

Tears streamed down my cheeks
As my mind wandered back to the day when first we spoke,
To the day when to your words my soul soar high,
Back to the day when the wall of my heart I removed,
And accepted a dream I thought had come true.

Seconds, Minutes, hours to days we talked tirelessly,
Your words consumed my heart,
While my mind worked endlessly,
trying to differentiate real from unreal,
This was too good to be true.

Then the clock stopped,
And a familiar pain engulfed my heart,
The words lessened,
Almost as if they were never there,
And my mind confirmed what was most feared.

My heart shrinked,
back behind it's walls,
Not sure if it will ever come free again,
For this pain was unlike the others,
Familiar but worse.

This time I'm positive my mind will be heard.

I am a single light
burning in single room
a single bird in flight,
flying towards single gloom...

I am a single hand
reaching for no one there,
a house built upon sand
in the mirrow i stare...

I am Adam without an Eve,
a moon without a sea,
condemned loner without reprieve
seeking a lover for eternity...

I am a voice in the dark
crying out for tenderness,
just a shadow of a man
lost in this wilderness...

I am living to be dying for love,
praying for angel to descend,
my candle is lit for her
to bring loneliness to an end...

I opened the door and let you in
The key you gave me was a promise
you would never hurt me again
I opened it and said your my kind of girl
Decieved i am by what you done to me
Deceit in the words you gave me
Remember your heart felt words to me
They are only words,i love you
To you maybe words without meaning
in my eyes you can draw a picture
without them,meaningless,
you failed in keeping this door open
closing to your silence
unable to talk without words
The key jammed by your empty promises
How do you talk from here
It all ended with your silence
To hurt someone is my words
Believe you me,The beginning and
end was all a lie
my words to you
you are wasted in my words
as in the end,dont have any nice words
for you,Hows that for words

My heart never rests
Beating in my chest
A rhythm old as time
Does love always wait
Searching for those traits
It can never find
My eyes search for you
Please only for a clue
Convince my skeptic mind
Long my lonely soul aches
Dreaming as it awakes
What is lost in my mind
My body starts to shake
An internal earthquake
So much trouble entwined
Were it not so true
Glaring into seas so blue
Will make me go blind
At last I have to sigh
With no tears left to cry
A loneliness resigned

I should have known it was a power thing,
For some it’s nice to have control.
Your whole life was about control,
Toilet seats had to be always down,
The ice cube tray always filled,
The books arranged in alphabetic order,
The dust cleaned from the door frame,
Pillows arranged in their correct order,
The rug never ruffled.
And a God in heaven.
I must have been such a disappointment,
A slow learner with my laissez faire ways,
Though I loved you so completely,
In the end you had those ambivalent thoughts.
I was just another statistic,
Of people who believed in you,
And were shabbily discarded,
Without a respectful word.
Your children fought a guerrilla war against you,
They gained some control,
Though they had to jump through hoops,
At times too.
But I was a lost cause,
The player who strutted and fretted his hour,
And then was heard no more,
The mouse being teased by the cat,
Destroyed and then discarded.
I was only left with sadness…a deep sadness,
Of one that didn’t love wisely,
But too well.