Most Commented Lost Love Poems (2,650)

I need no love
Anymore,
I have had enough
Tears before

I leave
All my fears
And go out
To watch the amazing beauty
Of life

I leave to you
My unfinished story,
My unfinished painting,
My unfinished world.

I don’t expect from you
Even a word
Back
I say goodbye to you
Like I watch
The last train,
Steaming away
In the rain

Now it's your turn
To build your own story,
Where I am not.
I do not care
If you
Follow the wrong roads
Because slaughtered love
Cannot be forgiven
Either by people
Or Gods

My heart started to cry...
It's been crying a long time now
Saying good bye
Seems like tears are the norm...
And I want to stop but I don't know how
Everyday I think of you
And all the things we used to do...
Wondering if you were a dream come true
But now it feels like I scarcely know you
The signs foretell
What my body and soul knows well
You've gone and left me
Maybe not physically
But
Certainly mentally...
I yearn for you and ache in places I never knew
But know that I will never tell you
I feel like running and shouting,
Screaming and jumping
Throwing a tantrum or two
But.... No,
That will never do
So much to say, So much to do
I dreamt of doing it all with you
But now I am awake,
I dream no more
And the visions evaporate
As I watch you leave through that door...
So I will grit my teeth,
Wear my brightest smile
Even though I want to die
And I will stand and close the door
And open it nevermore.

Emerging slowly from a buried Love,
Green fields of wonder stretch ahead,
I leave behind a barren land,
Of scalded faces from tears long shed.

That lingering shadow will always be there,
The good that prevailed I cannot delete,
Glory days of way back when,
My heart for her oft' skipped a beat.

As I fade into the uncertain distance,
I won't look back, I'll never return,
With every step I walk from the hurt,
Her eyes on the back of my head still burn.

New air blows toward me from future plains,
I yearn the freedom of new found things,
I stride further now, away from her stare,
Eager to taste what new life brings.

The thought of new Love makes my mouth dry,
That yearning woman that I don't yet know,
I imagine her lips and welcoming breast,
Paled in the distance she awaits her beau.

Much surpressed Love I piled in store,
Locked in chains with no one to share,
Her figure I dream of running my way,
To free this Love, our lips will dare.

I feel she's close now and quicken my step,
The remnants of the past have turned away,
I extend my hands to my future Love,
I've reached her now, in her arms I'll stay.

I held your warmth as the sun fled from the horizon
And I saw your face shine as the ocean captured your smile
Later I watched you fade away into nothing like a dying rose
As I counted every single fallen petal as they began falling on the floor
Then I felt a silent breeze and watched it carry them all away
I reached out to catch the very last one, but apparently I was too late
At that very moment my world had a hole in it and my skies turned to black
Time no longer existed, because if it did I would turn the hands of time back
Because I could spend eternity with you in my arms in just one single day
And I would hold onto forever, but in a blink of an eye that day has gone away
Now nothing remains but the scent of the rose and a dream of what it use to be
Nothing is left of me anymore, but a man who wants to believe in that dream
Your holding my heart as it melts in your hands
when I close my eyes your all I can see
I thought that I could let go, but Im not so sure anymore
So would you open your hands and Baby please.......... Release me
Release me.......

i will never forget,but i dont want to
because of how it felt
joy is worth pain
or am i lieing to myself?

had i of known,would i of
but we dont choose who to fall in love with
but god you choice of all prince charmings
to send me one WHY one that was sick?

lies stories maddness
often i put my life at risk
my well being never matterd
his, always did.

faithfullness he gave to me
he in love with me as i him
and though i am not a failure
sorry lord, i could never win.

my hurt? always excused
its not his fault hes mental
and god you know, his sane days
are the days i wished could stand still.

i know he needs me more then i do him
dispite he makes it feel the other way round
yet i darent leave him in fear for him
how will he react if i let him down.

but even i have a line love does not cross
to tell me to kill myself, he doesnt see
he doesnt have to suggest such a thing
when his words have finally, already killed me.

i dont know god what you were playing at
but im tired of you testing me as you do
maybe you think i dont deserve anyone better
but my thoughts are, that i do.

some day i am going to die
prepare yourself lord for when that day comes
cause iv more then a bone or two to pick with you
for why you choose me to be the blasted cursed one.

I think of you oh so often
Sometimes just out of the blue,
Or sometimes because I am blue.
Sometimes I believe in a dream.
Your presence seems to be with me always and
I remember fondly
sometimes how you raised my spirits.
Sometimes I bend the truth and sit
with you in our old age,
holding hands and rocking and it gives me peace.
But when I can only be honest, when I
can't bend the truth enough
the thought of you
brings me sadness, loneliness and pain.
Because I am NOT with you, you won't let me.
I'm not sure why.
I am so much like you
I just can't believe we aren't together.
I made you laugh and smile and that to me
is just what life is all about...being happy.
You were the only one in recent years that
could make me happy
because I hid my
pain behind a smile and crinkled
my lips up at the corner to be accepted and liked.
The strange thing was that I finally came to
understand...and it took some in depth thought...
was that when I was with you
the smile, the laughter, the clown in the
work clothes was smiling for real...could
not actually contain himself from being happy.
You made me happy and I forgot my pain.
I thank you so much for the short times that
you did that for me...and now ...now I am
that sad clown that I remember
once again
with the forced smile and insincere laughter
The pain is still there below the surface
and I guess will be until
my soul has no trace.

I've tried my best
To pass your tests
But you aint gonna be beside me anyways
I've tried so hard
and yes I cried
But you won't let me be me anyways

Remember all the times and all the laughter
Remember all the things that we've wanted
Now all what's remain is your beautiful disaster
And all of your memories still hunted

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So vividly I recall love's song she sang
The gentle humming of the surf to my soul
The majestic waves washing o're me gently
Filling my heart with an ecstasy unbeknownst
Sorrowfully now tis certain love's song is ended
Disintegrated as surely as the rock to sand
The once busily babbling waters
Rushing swiflty down the stream
Now merely a gaping dusty hole
reminding me of a love that can never be
That same old melody, haunting me taunting
Echoing over and over again through my mind
As I sink deeper and deeper into the abyss
I in a futile attmept
At some sort of recognizance
Succumb to the only reminders of love lost
The hollowness in my heart
And the heady scent of lilac after a rain.

Why do woman always think they know?
They somehow arrive at certain conclusions
People usually reap that which they sow
And therefore live their lives with dillusions

Woman always say things like "tells me a lot"
And when you ask them to kindly explain
They babble on and tell you simply nought
And end up talking about some silly airplane

They somehow think that they are all Freud
They analyse and find a new meaning in every word
"This is what you really meant" creating some void
Am I the only one that thinks this totally absurd?

Have women been lied to so often and completely
That saying or doing anything is questioned
What happens when true love falls so neatly
And you say the words most often mentioned

They question your integrity and intentions
Why can't they take things at face value anymore
Why must an " I love you" be said by a henchman
Why must loving someone become such a chore

It's often said that the truth is stranger than fiction
In my life's experience I fnd this very, very true
Therefore it is my earnest most solid conviction
That truth is not believed and the liar becomes true blue

Perhaps this is why so many love stories fail
Females never believe the truth of a true lovers words
They always believe the liar a skilled and crafty male
Much like a devil luring you with promises most absurd

So tell me, tell me , tell me please and honestly why
I have to know to ease my soul and spirit why I still live
Why do woman so often shun the truth and believe the lie
Rejecting the happiness and truest love that men can ever give?

Could it be we’ve met before?
Walking along a distant shore
For the longest time we talk
As we enjoy our little walk
Feeling that your hand’s in mine
Together for the longest time

Could it be our spirits entwine
Does your soul reach out to mine
Pulses race and hearts aflutter
Soft sweet words that we utter
Moonlit nights beneath clear skys
Drowning in your starry eyes

Could it be I found you here
Searching over many a year
Guided by the stars above
Could it be I found true love
An end to all the lonely times
No more sad and lonely rhymes

Could it be now that I wake
A cruel dream that’s now opaque
The fancies of a lonely heart
Memories that will soon depart
All of these, my aspirations
Disappearing lost creations