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justarius

Alone

We laughed and cried as we might
Showing just how much we care
We held each other oh so tight
Until we’d cried the last tear

You often asked the reason
Why it’s time for me to leave
To set you free for your return
To your friends of course my dear.

I couldn’t bear to see the pain
I couldn’t tear your heart again
When the time for you to say
That it was time to go away.

I gave the bird the choice to fly
To spread your wings and soar on high
Without remorse or regret
Because I chose to let you fly.

I watched as you did fly away
Watching as you soared up high
Wondering would you fly to me?
Or fly away to new beginnings


Though my dear you’ll find new love
And thoughts of me shall slowly fade
Forever I will watch the sky above
For my love for you will never fade.

Jan 5, 2020
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Posted: Feb 2020
About this poem:
This is about letting go when you know it is the right thing to do.
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cheesecake89

Distance

Can't wait 'til night,
To hold you tight.
Dreaming of you,
Seems like no clue.

But everyday,
I'm making way.
I hope you feel it deep,
When you go to sleep.

In distance,
Like no assurance.
But still falling,
Cares and keep believing.

That's no ordinary love.
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Posted: Apr 2020
About this poem:
Dreamin' for a no ordinary love.
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Unknown

MAKE ME SWEAT OR NOT!

First date nerves are all over me
Is this the one of my dream/fantasy
He is late and I am sweating alot.
Is it traffic or did he just forgot.

Why am I hiding in the bathroom
Predicting after sex gloom and doom
He is calmly waiting out there.
Girl go sweat out there; not in here.

On a bright sunny day we tied the knot
My, my in that tux he sure looks hot
Something dances down spine
All in my head is the word "MINE"

Guess the honeymoon was a success
I am now wearing a maternity dress
Sweating buckets as I writhe in pain
Hoping and praying my sanity remain

Fast forward to my tenth anniversary
You guessed it; sweating is my destiny
He is late again. Its not traffic I'm sure
He may not even come to this door.
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Posted: Apr 2020
About this poem:
Crazy thoughts continue
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Geriatrix2

(I Guess) She Doesn't Love Me Any More....

My world has all turned blue
My dreams are shattered too
By a letter that I saw just yesterday.
From a girl I thought I knew
She swore that she'd be true
But now she's gone and left me feeling blue.
She said she loves another guy
And I don't mean a thing
She vows that she will never wear my ring
I hoped there'd come a time
When I could make her mine
But I guess she doesn't love me any more.

How I wish we'd never met
It's so hard to forget
The fun we had, the good times and the bad
It's over now it seems
She haunts me in my dreams
I don't know when I've ever felt this sad.
She said she loves another guy
And I don't mean a thing
She vows that she will never wear my ring
I hoped there'd come a time
When I could make her mine
But I guess she doesn't love me any more
No, I guess she doesn't love me any more.
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Posted: Oct 2017
About this poem:
Another written as a song... Old country style... Was written for the ONE who I found and lost.
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Unknown

painful

loneliness runs out throught my hands.marking my fingers and palms with the scars of a deep love that I could not hold on to.
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Posted: Aug 2013
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lovecanberealonline today!

My First Time

It is very sad that my first love's dance
Should have happened down in old Kings Cross*
Where amid this sordid circumstance
There was something more than just innocence lost.
Wrap it up and put it in - where was romance?
(The girl's heart covered by a cold hard frost).
I was her last trick of the night - and then?
Well after this - all she wants is h*roin.

Glittering old tart - the Cross - debauched and stupid; -
Where some find pleasure - and others find great pain.
Destroying innocence - you'll find not Cupid -
Drenched in sin and soaking in the rain.
I speak of her in memories quite lucid; -
(At other times she shames and fogs my brain).
This is a place where truly nothings free -
And if you ever went there you would see.

So going back now thirty years in time; -
With gangsters' molls, whores, and drugs aplenty; -
Ev'ry violence - ev'ry type of crime -
Well, so it was - back there in the eighties.
Though in this wildlife something sublime; -
A merging of the Tigress and Euphrates.**
Awash with drugs and every type of sin -
Hookers off their faces on cheap h*roin.

That was where I was - down in old Kings Cross
Losing at sixteen my sweet virginity; -
And sleeping (as I did) with life's worst dross -
Saw this den of vice and inequality.
(Though half of Sydney would be at a loss
If this old dame were ever closed you see).
Here vice has value - something like a treasure -
Where we "sin in haste - and repent at leisure".

The 'Cross of old: - well that was how it was; -
Like a jail (co-educational) with lights.
And why you ask? Why? - just well - just because -
(How else can you explain all those street fights?)
I tell of times long gone back in "the "Cross" -
(Destroying the young as they found their delights).
"Drunks, (and) junkies and busted up old sluts"^; -
Well, they say us Aussies were "as rough as guts".

There were a few good people - the odd saint
As diamonds in the rough - (as you might say)
Though not for me because saint I ain't
And I was young and in my "salad days".
Well this is the picture that I paint
(For saints you'd best look in another place)
Except of course for Father Chris O'Rielleys'
Youth Off the Streets virtuous charities.***

No time now; to return to memories; -
No time - to come - and settle - those old scores.
She's tame and I'll not make new enemies; -
All's gone quiet with these our "lockout laws".****
Hard to find a foe or even frenemies; -
The spark is gone and now she only bores; -
Kicked out of the 'Cross at 1 am
The clubs are closed like jails - inmates in them.




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Posted: Jun 2016
About this poem:
* Sydney's "red light" district.
** (I'm being ironic here - not exactly the "cradle of civilization").
*** YOTS = Well-known Sydney Christian charity helping street kids
**** Due to out-of-control alcohol/drug-fueled violence, pubs, nightclubs, etc are closed to new patrons at 1 am (Lockout Laws). Many say this has harmed businesses and destroyed the nightlife.
^ I've quoted a line here, from the Australian film Blue Murder
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ooby_dooby

You are every woman to me

You are every woman to me
And sure as the sky's above
No other woman can I see
No other woman will I love

I see you on the street
I see you at the store
I see you in the my dreams
I need to see you more

I sought you since my adolescence
Was fooled by many pretenders
But none of them had your sweet essence
They weren't even contenders

I seek you out in the spring
When perfume fills the air
It seems my heart just cannot sing
Because you're never there

I seek you out in summer
through many a sweltering night
I create you in my slumber
Til morning fills with light

The leaves turn brown and start to fall
the sun retreats and summer dies
I sit and stare at my bedroom wall
til your image fills my tear filled eyes

Winter finds me at my window
peering through frosty pane
you won't be there I know
but I stand there just the same
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Posted: Nov 2010
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justarius

Lost

I remember our first date
We met at winters end
We enjoyed a meal and talked till late
Like we were long lost friends

We met again another day
To race around the track so fast
And talked away another day
We told of secrets from our past

Days then weeks quickly passed
You opened doors long time locked
Showing me how to live at last
Releasing all the love I’d blocked

Quickly lovers we did become
Sharing laughter as love grew.
Helping us to overcome
Our burdens just as lovers do

Standing tall we stood our ground
Against all odds we did prevail
We helped each other to rebound
Always there we could not fail

Time goes by it doesn’t wait
Your friends embraced me too
They shared their love they didn’t wait
They filled my heart because of you

We grew our love that season well
You taught this fledgling how to fly
To spread my wings and break the spell
That bound my heart I knew not why.

I soared among the clouds up high
With broken spell by your side
When it was time to leave the sky
I landed gently by your side

Oh so quickly time moves on
We watched as Autumn came
Bringing changes with the dawn
We tried to keep our love the same

Life and love always changing
We didn’t know we were changing
Or that our love was ever changing
Keeping time with seasons changing

All our burdens weighed us down
Turn by turn we lost our way
We lost our footing, falling down
Until we could no longer stay

You yearned for home
I heard you say
I sought a place of my own
Ever searching for my way

That day arrived I left your side
It wasn’t long you left for home
I cried for days I must confide
I had to let you go back home

You flew away some time ago
I watched you stretch your wings and fly
I did wait for you, you couldn't know
Soon all I saw was grey sky

No longer by my side I often find you
Drifting on the pathways of my mind
Pausing just enough for me to view
Fond memories on rewind

You're always there on my mind
Just beyond my reach just looking back
Yet as I reach with arms entwined
The path dissolves it was an old track

Mistakes we make along the way
Make us who we are today
I hope we meet again someday
Perhaps by then I'll have found my way
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Posted: Feb 2020
About this poem:
This was extremely difficult to write. I wrote this because I often think of my last girlfriend and how the relationship evolved and ended. I made a grave mistake ending the relationship, because I failed to communicate with her about how I felt. It is now too late.
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Bentlee

~A dropple of rain~

Did you ever gaze the stars
When the sun was out
Did you blow a gentle breeze
While the air was still

Did you hold that special moment that not another one did
Were you sculpted from such or did another shape break

Strewn cross the floor
A lovers ensemble
Of wings that adapt
To emotions portrayed

Did you ever wipe the droplets
Of rain beading down
Mixed in tears
Taking frowns
Away from your face

You say you never,
Have you held
that moment in brief
Such an innocent mind
Calibrated thief

Right and left fisted
You scour to dig
Some past that reckons
Yet,always
Comes, to re-nig

Virtue's a dream brought on by thought
What you had, what you held
Became virtual trot.

As her shoes walk a past of distant unknown
She becomes where she's at
Where she chose to be gone.

~Bentlee~
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Posted: Apr 2017
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justarius

The Dreams

It’s time to lay my head upon the pillow
Fearful of the dreams that will follow
Haunting me of times long past
Of memories of youth and love that did not last

Floating on the web of ancient dreams
Riding threads of hope and love it seems
Until I come upon the place that holds
Memories and fears waiting to unfold

I see you searching in a patch of distant mist
For something lost or something missed
I turn my head to hide my tears
Falling, failing through past years

I hear a silent whisper searching for my ear
Why did you leave me all alone my dear
I feel a hand wipe the tears upon my face
And I remember your fond embrace

With my heart in pieces I held you tight
I had to go I told you true that dark night
And through your tears you spoke to me
Come and please make love with me

With our hearts aflame with passion and desire
The stars in the sky like a thousand fires
We shared our young love so sure
Our youthful love so fierce and pure

Sweating, burning with desire waking to face another day
Leaking tears another day
Reminding me of the dreams last night
My heart in pieces is this my plight

It’s time again to lay my head upon the pillow
Fearful of the dreams that will follow
Haunting me of times long past
With memories of youth and love that did not last
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Posted: Feb 2020
About this poem:
Remembering my high school sweetheart.
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