Love Missing Poems

One day you were sadly taken away
So extremely ill you were, you couldn't stay
I could not be with you, Covid was rife
For three months I...

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Nothing stops me from missing you, 
pictures in memory  
Is what i have left of you, 
Living  thru the pictures on my phone,
It's...

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Some might say,
 it's just another day
but the days so quickly pass
 age marking time far too fast;

spring was a season of mixed messages
 days...

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Written on the bridge to the island
Where the ocean waves sing of you
Did you hear your name in the song?
You are the one missing in...

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I'm lost 
  I'm lost in a world 

Looking for a place too call home,
  I'm tired of living
    life...

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I am longing for somebody.
But do I have the right to feel this way?
He’s not mine—not yet, not ever. 
But he’s trapped in my mind, now...

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I tend to mourn who I used to be,
To think of all the change I have endured–since birth, until now. 
I think about how happy...

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Unscathed


I didn’t know 
I was coming apart at the seams 
Until i came undone
I didn't know my arms were mangled 
Until they fell off
I didn't...

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Your words, they don't go unheard,
they reside deep in my heart, 
where everything about you stays forever unparched.
From the moment we met, 
I sensed something...

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Wanted to write you a poem for mother's day
yet with all the words I can say
nothing seems to be good enough
to express the love we...

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Spring: Beginning, the practice run, 
      Hello, hallowed ..., Aubade;
Cringe reflections and spare the fun,
     hues,...

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One of soft summer evenings is fading and passers go by
Cappuccino in hand and a cig, you relax in delight
Sick and happy you sit, and...

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Chilling remains haunt
On these cold April evenings 
I wish I'd forget

See the stars dancing
Flying among them are dreams
So out of reach now 

You inspired hope...

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There’s a box lying somewhere.
Somewhere in a dusty cupboard.
Somewhere behind old paper, older words, and wounds older still.
Somewhere no one can find it.

I think about...

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