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Unknown

this girl

this girl


this girl is broken but so strong.


this girl is right yet so damn wrong.


this girl is scared dared


and wonders every day if any one truly cares.
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Posted: Sep 2009
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Dementia

The Truth

Tears falling down my face as I'm thinking of you
Don't think that I'm begging but you should know the truth
At times I thought that I didn't need you around
I was so high off my misery, I never wanted to come down
And because of my addiction, I treated you like dirt
You gave me everything and still I made you hurt
You've shown me a love I thought I'd never get
And I don't ever want you looking at me, full of regret
I want you to look into my eyes and know I care
And if you look deep enough, you'll see the love's still there
It never went away, my love has only grown
I'm telling you all this 'cause I thought you should know
That when dreams come, it's just you and I
Holding each other, laughing, never saying goodbye
But life's not a dream, nor is it a game
And though it's you that's been hurt, it's me that's been shamed
But I've cried enough on your shoulder to flood a sea
I just can't help thinking of the times when it was just you and me
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Posted: Oct 2009
About this poem:
A guy asked me if I would write him a poem and told me his mistakes with who he had hurt and this is what i wrote
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Unknown

my life

my life


my life may not be the same as yours but i feel your pain.


i am no different feeling inside then as are you.


love and loss we all have in common.


my own struggles are as your own.


hurt ans sorrow my heart is filled with it also.


my life is no better nor worse.


my pockets do not laugh nor do i frown on your wallet.


i am me and this simple yet tragic life of mine is just like yours.
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Posted: Oct 2009
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Unknown

MUSIC SPEAKS

MUSIC SPEAKS




Music speaks when everything else in life just wont work.

That song that reminds you of what life is worth.

Turn up the music untill the speakers bleed.

Listen to the words because the music speaks.

Hide behide the head phones so the world wont see;

Just who you really want to be.

That song that brings you to complete tears.

That song that allows you to forget about all of the pain and fear.

Music speaks fromthe heart.

From the moment thatthe beat starts.

Music is a story in som elses words.

It reminds us of life and our own twists and turns.


WRITTEN BY: KARA YOST 2009
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Posted: Sep 2009
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Unknown

whats on your mind

whats on your mind


what do you want to be.


what do you see.


what do you really think of me.


whats running through your mind what words to you have held that youve never said.


what are you thinking about.

is that smile real or are you about to break down.


there are feelings that you dont show,


but you can tell me everything because i want to know.


i want to know how you feel to day.


i want to know about the pain that doesnt go away.


tell me why you left it all behind .


tell me everything one more time.
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Posted: Sep 2009
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Unknown

on the other side.

on the other side.



as high as you can climb as far as you can go.


the strength you seem to hide the weakness you seem to show.


all the fight that you have left in you.


young and crazy and nothing to lose.


the climb up the mountain is worth it when you reach the top.


stop and look down to realize what you have got.


on the other side of that mountain is the perseverance that got you there.
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Posted: Oct 2009
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Unknown

a long time ago

a long time ago



a child that you broke in to pieces but in only made stronger in the end.


is this what you didnt want.


I feel your pain.


hurtful works that have made me hate my self right down tothe very core of my soul.


digging deep down inside or me trying to find the that that little kid once had.


im scared for everything to be ok.


all the love that i have tryed to give you you have turned away.


never there to be proud of me.


a piece of me is who i am because of you but i dont blame you because.......
im better then that.
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Posted: Oct 2009
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Unknown

healing

healing


broken and scared lonely and blended with al of my sorrow.


running from the past and trying ot hide the pain.


trying to forget about all the hatred that I have built with in side of me.


trying to hear from the broken words and lost promises along the way.


shadows of the discougrageness that has taken over me.


my heart can not take it anymore.


I may never heal.
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Posted: Oct 2009
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Unknown

It Couldn’t Be

I walk up to you speaking only with my eyes. What am I saying to you? I hide all emotions. I keep my heart in disguise. You stare deep into my soul piercing through all of my defenses. You see right through me, and its no surprise. You know me so well as if you can hear my thoughts. I have no choice but to let my true feelings arise. You continue your gaze and your lips curve into a smile. Instantly I give in. I don't know what it is about you that keeps me in your spell. I look down at my feet overwhelmed by your gaze and my lips begin to curve into a smile. You light up knowing you've unlocked the side of me you recognize. I'm lucky to have found you although we're worlds apart. You read my eyes, heart, and soul. Everything you see you already know. I whisper, "I Love You, I Love You More Than You'll Ever Know." I Lean In for a kiss and you close your eyes. Our lips never meet and you wonder why? A soft breeze whispers, "open your eyes" only to realize. I'm Gone…
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Posted: Jun 2009
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Unknown

Indifference

Words I drop onto the ground
do crack my soul but make no sound.

Tears I spill on placid lake
yet not a ripple, wave, or wake.

Sigh from heart felt fondness grows
that not the lightest feather blows.
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Posted: Jun 2009
About this poem:
Nearly all of the poems I have written are the product of inspiration. Most often from someone I loved or love's demise. Usually conceived in the dim light of depression on a napkin. This one's origin is obvious and is one of my first of my first love. I am however not a purveyor of unhappiness and have a few that are descriptive in nature, whimsical at a time, and compassionate at another.
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