Long Love Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about lost love, heartbreak and relationship problems
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
It's Quiet Now
It is amazing how time flew by pretty quick,
It was just yesterday we were still holding hands.
The thought of not having you by my side is unbearable,
Watching you hold hands with someone else.
Not even two months ago you were the one who told me
That what we had you would never have wanted it to die.
Yet I stood back and watched you kill it in front of me.
With not a single ounce of mercy in your cold heart.
For many nights I would cry out unto a God seeking answers
To why in the world would have you done such a thing.
The mere thought of...
It was just yesterday we were still holding hands.
The thought of not having you by my side is unbearable,
Watching you hold hands with someone else.
Not even two months ago you were the one who told me
That what we had you would never have wanted it to die.
Yet I stood back and watched you kill it in front of me.
With not a single ounce of mercy in your cold heart.
For many nights I would cry out unto a God seeking answers
To why in the world would have you done such a thing.
The mere thought of...
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(Not) Guilty
Between the hours of 12 and 4am you claim that I have met the real you,
Even though silence prevailed dominantly during those sacred hours.
The hours that I held on to.
Silence much like a court room,
when the judge is about to give his sentence and everyone holds their breath,
waiting...
That's what they say love is though,
Being comfortable with you,
Even if it's just in silence.
But I would not be accused of such things,
As love.
I would not be charged with such false allegations,
Because I do...
Even though silence prevailed dominantly during those sacred hours.
The hours that I held on to.
Silence much like a court room,
when the judge is about to give his sentence and everyone holds their breath,
waiting...
That's what they say love is though,
Being comfortable with you,
Even if it's just in silence.
But I would not be accused of such things,
As love.
I would not be charged with such false allegations,
Because I do...
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Death of a gravekeeper
Another trip to the graveyard to get my fix,
I brought along better tools this time that will allow me to go deeper,
I dig up pieces of the past and sew them to my heart in attempts to stop its bleeding,
I whisper to my mind that it’s real, but my eyes know better for they watched you walk away.
These small fragments may be long dead but they still smell of you,
no matter the time that passes you are always here,
Like the stars.
I hate myself.
I have spent countless sleepless nights in this graveyard,
I know it’s no way to live and it ok...
I brought along better tools this time that will allow me to go deeper,
I dig up pieces of the past and sew them to my heart in attempts to stop its bleeding,
I whisper to my mind that it’s real, but my eyes know better for they watched you walk away.
These small fragments may be long dead but they still smell of you,
no matter the time that passes you are always here,
Like the stars.
I hate myself.
I have spent countless sleepless nights in this graveyard,
I know it’s no way to live and it ok...
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The untold story
Love is a curse.
It is not always a joyous celebration.
It is not always the mutual union of parties who never wish to be separated,
No.
There is a different side of love;
An untold side,
A side that is swept under the rug,
Pushed into the dark;
Silenced forever.
That is the tale of the unloved lover;
The one doomed to crave the forbidden fruit;
Destined to go unsatisfied forever.
This is my tale.
No amount of time or distance will erase him from my mind;
Or my heart.
And yet he has so easily erased me from his.
I am...
It is not always a joyous celebration.
It is not always the mutual union of parties who never wish to be separated,
No.
There is a different side of love;
An untold side,
A side that is swept under the rug,
Pushed into the dark;
Silenced forever.
That is the tale of the unloved lover;
The one doomed to crave the forbidden fruit;
Destined to go unsatisfied forever.
This is my tale.
No amount of time or distance will erase him from my mind;
Or my heart.
And yet he has so easily erased me from his.
I am...
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Confused
I used to want
What you are giving
But now I think it's too late
I should have stopped
When this beginning
Was clearly going to take place
We can't have what we used to
I remember what it was
But I can't believe that anymore
Maybe this could be something new
If I could give you my trust
But I'm really not too sure
You think you know so much about me, but you don't
There's a lot we haven't disclosed
It's only really been a while
One month and things changed so suddenly
Words of gratitude and declarations of love
Appreciative...
What you are giving
But now I think it's too late
I should have stopped
When this beginning
Was clearly going to take place
We can't have what we used to
I remember what it was
But I can't believe that anymore
Maybe this could be something new
If I could give you my trust
But I'm really not too sure
You think you know so much about me, but you don't
There's a lot we haven't disclosed
It's only really been a while
One month and things changed so suddenly
Words of gratitude and declarations of love
Appreciative...
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SuiteSong of Yoot in Aging Unto (death)/&,f**k,I'ain't
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aye
was so nice love to you / you nice love to
me(I}too, so why dfck ye...
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life sus taining
life sus taining
dr'ugs
as they
swirlin'swillow
d'own yr swallow'ole -[ jusTlisten
dammit/noting2Fear!
]
?(wh'ere were/or/are you[?]anymore?
aye
was so nice love to you / you nice love to
me(I}too, so why dfck ye...
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The Prince With Black And White Wings
You are a prince in white armor with beautiful black and white wings who carries a sword to kill all those who try and harm me.
When I am at my worst you are there to listen and let me vent for hours.
when i am with you, you always make me smile even when I am on the verge of tears.
When I am scared you hold me close and wisper in my ear its ok love I am here .
You know everything about me even the sides that are not so pritty.
But you tell me everyday of every minute that I love everything about you .
You are always there to wipe...
When I am at my worst you are there to listen and let me vent for hours.
when i am with you, you always make me smile even when I am on the verge of tears.
When I am scared you hold me close and wisper in my ear its ok love I am here .
You know everything about me even the sides that are not so pritty.
But you tell me everyday of every minute that I love everything about you .
You are always there to wipe...
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I f**kING HATE YOU
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Summer fling
It wasn't supposed to happen this way
We didn't know each other prior to summer;
I wasn't supposed to fall so deep
and now I see you even in my slumber.
You were there in every party I went to,
Summer had arrived and everyone was there,
I looked at you from day one
did you find me attractive at all?
Come join me to another party, one night you said,
out of the blue like a shooting star in the middle of the night
It will be more fun than this and won't leave your sight,
you promised as your fingers interlocked with mine.
...
We didn't know each other prior to summer;
I wasn't supposed to fall so deep
and now I see you even in my slumber.
You were there in every party I went to,
Summer had arrived and everyone was there,
I looked at you from day one
did you find me attractive at all?
Come join me to another party, one night you said,
out of the blue like a shooting star in the middle of the night
It will be more fun than this and won't leave your sight,
you promised as your fingers interlocked with mine.
...
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love is a gypsy
she showed up at midnight. came in the back door.
something about her face, almost familiar, I told her. out of
focus snapshot of someone I knew long ago. ‘maybe I’m the
poem you wrote when you put away your toy soldiers,’ she said.
‘& peeked out your window at the girl next door.’ but she was
wrong; her face was pretty enough, but there was no poetry there.
it was too quiet, she didn’t like it. but two years in stir makes a
man tight, hard to de-stress in the company of a woman. she
suggested a little music, slow dancing. sure, I like to...
something about her face, almost familiar, I told her. out of
focus snapshot of someone I knew long ago. ‘maybe I’m the
poem you wrote when you put away your toy soldiers,’ she said.
‘& peeked out your window at the girl next door.’ but she was
wrong; her face was pretty enough, but there was no poetry there.
it was too quiet, she didn’t like it. but two years in stir makes a
man tight, hard to de-stress in the company of a woman. she
suggested a little music, slow dancing. sure, I like to...
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I Did This To Myself
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Tales of Gothic Requiems
"Come now Brother, let me tell you a tail that chills the bones, the story of how I fell from grace"
~~~ ~~~ ~~~
She is a sultry Demoness, killing me silently, blindly, then yes, willingly
I love her for that, doing what I don’t have the strength too,
a dark poetic queen born out of shadow and verse,
She turns over an runs her hand slowly across my chest, rubbing her fingers through my chest hair, scratching, and My dear lord, purring…
She gives me a bottle, the Whole Damn bottle, Fire Ball Whisky, she says, “Drink...
~~~ ~~~ ~~~
She is a sultry Demoness, killing me silently, blindly, then yes, willingly
I love her for that, doing what I don’t have the strength too,
a dark poetic queen born out of shadow and verse,
She turns over an runs her hand slowly across my chest, rubbing her fingers through my chest hair, scratching, and My dear lord, purring…
She gives me a bottle, the Whole Damn bottle, Fire Ball Whisky, she says, “Drink...
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