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Chel66

Loving You

No words have been formed to express
The depths of LOVING in me you have left.
All I can do is imagine your welcome reception
Of my life into yours, letting go of the stress.

What separates us is only the fear that
other insignificant matters may take precedent
And somehow alter our personal identity when lent
In LOVING each other...oh, let us reinvent.

LOVING, while unconditional, bruises the soul
But the experience makes us become refined,and whole--
Needing nothing, growing in maturity, passionately entwined--
Joined together---body, soul, and mind.

While LOVING you has afflicted my heart and spiritual space
There is no greater joy this connection could generate
The energy shared between both us so sensually laced
By our Father before there was a date.

M. Elizabeth Smith

Play: "Loving You" -
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Posted: Aug 2019
About this poem:
This was written to express feelings experienced when love between a significant other has been turned off. It is written to encourage your remembrance of the good the relationship brought to one's life.
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Yankee4youonline today!

Until You’re Gone

I am swimming in a swirling stream
I am sinking into a desperate dream
If only I could save myself
If only I could change myself
If only I didn’t really care

What will help me stay afloat
Empty over the ocean air
And I’m starting to fall
If only I could fly myself
If only I could catch myself
If only I didn’t need you at all
To help keep me in the air

You’ve made me taste my tears
When I have never been so high
You made me happy so many years
Then you pulled me back down
How did this love get so lost
How do I turn it back around
Around and around it goes

Racetrack is my heart going fast
For you I will always lose control
Every time that I found you
Until you're gone…until you're gone
As much as I will miss you
I will never know….until you’re gone
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Posted: Aug 2019
About this poem:
The stormy things in life like love.......
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Aronbrowneyes07

I'll Set You Free

I'll set you free like a butterfly, you'll find your way to your future. Give you freedom to be happy and find what is good for you.

I'll set you free because I'm not worthy for you, I cannot give you happiness and life that you want me to do for you.

Find the future what is right for you without me. I'll set you free because I love you.

Spread your wings like a butterfly, fly high and find your destiny.
Even if it cause pain in my heart,
I'll set you free.
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Posted: Aug 2019
About this poem:
Letting go of someone
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Yankee4youonline today!

The Ghost of Kissing Bridge (A Terzanelle)

Appearing at a distance I see you standing
many years dressed out of fashion, still watching me
with your golden long hair and green woollen tunic

Myself a child walking home on a rainy day
shadow clouds moving fast across my mirrorred path
many years dressed out of fashion, still watching me

Close by the covered bridge crossing a swollen creek
you are standing, slowly, turning a pale white cheek
shadow clouds moving fast across my mirrorred path

My eyes only stare a second but cannot stay
something stirs me in disbelief to gaze away
you are standing, slowly, turning a pale white cheek

With new courage looking back to where you once stood
may the legend of kissing bridge be understood
something stirs me in disbelief to gaze away

Whenever such a love so great in life is lost
appearing at a distance I see you standing
May the legend of kissing bridge be understood
with your golden long hair and green wollen tunic
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Posted: Apr 2012
About this poem:
Kissing bridge is an old covered bridge said to be haunted by a young women, who many years ago, took her life there after her parents refused to allow her to marry the boy she loved..and courted there. It is widely believed to be haunted by her ghost...and such the bridge is still used by young lovers 'who dare' to meet secretly ....and is called Kissing bridge....
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Abby1963

Tell me why

why did you lie
You know, you made me cry
With you, I really did give it a try
Why did you say, all was ok
You said I was number one, in your heart
why did you lie
I told you, you're breaking my heart
You said you were sorry
You wouldn't do it again
Why did you lie
We had so many laughs
We were like two little kids
Dancing a jig
You said we make a good team
You kissed me so lovingly
Why did you lie
You text me every day
Always wanting to go out and play
I gave you me all
I asked you to not let me fall
You continued, to have your own private ball
Tell me, why did you lie
This evening, you didn't return my texts
I knew you were with her again
Why did you lie
You said you, lost your phone
I should trust you
Why did you lie
I would rather be alone
You told me, you were A God-fearing Christian man
Why did you lie
Not going to waste my time, saying goodbye
I'm gonna have a good cry,
Put this all behind me,
I deserve a man who doesn't lie
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Posted: Jul 2015
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AnnyBee1

No winners

I loved him too and oh what a sin,
I felt suddenly naked before him.
Wanting to be distracted I walked over to the window,
His gaze so direct like footsteps they follow.
That question lingerd in the air,
And suddenly all his attention was here.
In this moment at this time,
He forgot to sip his wine.
They wanted to know on a rainy night when old friends got together,
The question of my first lover.

God he had watched me all night,still polite after so many years,
He felt betrayed but I sensed he somehow still cares.
For years ago when we were lovers he too wanted to know,
But instead of answering I had instantly let him go.
He called,he cursed,he pleaded,
But that was the question on which the relationship ended.

Six pairs of eyes waiting on my reply,
The past came to haunt me and I
wondered why.
My lips open but he was walking over to my side,
"I was." He said boldly,and we both knew he lied.
The group started laughing,
Whispers of I knew it and why then did they break up circulating.

He did the unthinkable and kissed my lips,
Tracing my cheeks with his fingertips.
Cheers and laughter went up
as he eased away slowly.
My world swirled around and I felt dizzy.
In my ear he said"You will always be mine."
Then went back to the others and silently finish his wine.

His eyes showed me raw pain and bottled up passion,
Yet not another word he uttered for this strange class reunion.
Eventually we all left and as I got to my car he appear,
Running an unsteady hand threw his rain soaked hair.

It would kill him if he knew that the one he loved so dearly,
Had raped me so violently.
That the one who invested in his future,
Had ruin mine forever.

But the coward I was I drove away and watched him die again,
Wishing that the past too could be washed away by this rain.
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Posted: Jul 2019
About this poem:
I don't know I just did. I guess I wanted to bring across two hearts that beat as one, that are ment to be together and yet can't be.Soulmates separated. Love is a sacrifice and both lovers sacrificed alot for the other and yet...before them is a bridge/a secret that nobody is sure they can cross and not die.
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Odine

Two seeds

Two seeds,
whisper on air.
By chance,
settling near.

Two seeds,
water and ground.
They spire,
destiny bound.

Two seeds,
flowers and colours
Entwine,
natures lovers.

Two flowers,
bonding together.
Invinceble,
like life forever.

Two flowers,
caress and catch.
Endless,
a perfect match

Two flowers,
winter of wrong.
Withering,
the seeds are gone.
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Posted: Jul 2019
About this poem:
A simple poem of 2 souls meeting, the potential they share as one and how quick all can be lost.
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candykid

Sir Cafe......

There once was a time, when I truly felt loved...
Like God was watching over me from heaven above...
There once was a place, in this cruel cursed dark space...
Where Angels embraced my sad face...

There once was a time when I couldn't understand...
The demons that haunt me,...how could they demand?
It's like I've surrendered.... how could this man stand?
In the presence of the demons demands...

Such are the hazards of being human I guess...
I know I am blessed when I pass these hard tests...
The Angels that comfort, and Angels that cure...
Obscure this cold dark fallen world....
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Posted: Sep 2017
About this poem:
This poem was originally written for a dear friend of mine after several personal discussions with him regarding his particular challenges at the time. Jim was, and still is an incredible person....his legacy will live on forever, and his extremely strong testimony of our Dear Saviour Jesus Christ has all but ensured his well-being eternally. God bless you my dear brother, you have been an amazing friend to me and so many others here. You will be severely missed.
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Abby1963

When Love Dies

When love dies
Because of lies
No tears in your eyes
No smile upon your face
All that’s left is an empty space
Feeling numb
acting dumb
All You want to do was run
played the game
always took the blame
lied and lied
cried and cried
haven’t died
in a better place
own space
Smile upon a face
still have love
found a new dove
heart has healed
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Posted: Jun 2019
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surprizeme

Anna loves her Jesus

She walks on air
eyes without despair
in her smile i know
there her heart goes

She's full of light
a shining delight
within her
lives the words...

Of her Jesus
Christ stuck in delusion
i know not love...
like she does

Oh Anna
loves her Jesus
Oh Anna
loves her Jesus!

She flew up north
Fell in love of course
Married another man
What was God thinking?!
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Posted: Jul 2019
About this poem:
Another one of my unfinished songs re a born again Christian I knew in college.

THE PRAYER: I found myself hiding in my dorm room in Pentagon Dorm. After seven years trying to fix myself since high school and running from people out of fear. I thought OMG I'm never ever going to be better! How can i endure this? Will i be living with social phobia when im 60!! Even at this point no prayer was said yet not until i thought OMG being at college is supposed to be the happiest time of my life. I THEN CRACKED! It was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Spontaneously i sent out a pure heartfelt honest sincere desperate cry for help. I TRIED I CAN'T DO IT BY MYSELF, LORD I NEED HELP. I wish i had journaled what happened in that moment bc i don't remember exactly, which is a bummer, but the next day seemingly out of the blue i decided to thank God for anything positive that might happen during the day even if it was just smile from someone. the cool thing was i actually felt gratitude as positive things began to pile up. I figure on some level i must of turned it over to God. Since He is now running the show or why would i the next day be thanking him for any positive experiences. Why didnt i do it yesterday or a week before. What im saying is something happened out of that prayer either I dont remember or something below my consciousness. This next thing is hard to communicate but I deducted if i did remember what happened in that instance after THE PRAYER i would be propelled back into that sacred holy space.(which is rare for me and out of my control). Just a theory I would be reliving it not just remembering it. Anyway in a month i was completely transformed and having a blast! During this time i felt a strong desire to make up for lost time. And not fall victim to that Mr Grinch part of me that was so afraid of what people might think that kept me not being me and living afraid in a cage called: What will people think! If there was a devil this would be the perfect way to sabotage someone from preventing them from living out their potential! Now though after my transformation which included waking up each morning jumping out of bed cant wait to start the day and go out into the world and be with people. Also l also had a strong need to let people know that they had inherent greatness within them. That they are not seeing their potential. Just like me before the prayer. Interesting tho this thing l was going thru was similar to what l read many years later about what Joseph Campbell talked about re all the hero's journey stories in mythology. After the hero goes thru his trails and is transformed by them he would have the option to go back into the world to help people achieve what he had achieved. l ended up doing outrageous things(a part of me wanted to make up for lost opportunities)BTW it was at this time i started Anna’s Song. Years later looking back I realized it was the happiest time of my life!
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