Longing Poems | Examples of Longing Poetry

It is such a grotesque situation I can’t verbally match how I feel Seems I’m staled in a dissociation I can’t say what I want to reveal If I could get some help, I’d be glad But there isn’t a sign, so I’m worried Cause it looks like I’m back from the dead And I’m living again the whole story As the...

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She never did say, I could just tell Fear of the unknown, held her without bail A heartbeat so proud, subdued without sound Longing to speak..she walked away from a man For love and all its treachery In silence unheard... ...

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Such a benign moment… This moment… Just a moment… One moment… In a string… Longing for… One more… ...

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waking to rain remnants of the storm the cat prowls past my bed memories of love stir I’m alone in the silent room my heart beats the sun bleeds through clouds a poetic leap trees sprout leaves to live is to live again trees sprout leaves a poetic leap the sun bleeds through clouds my heart beats in the silent room I’m alone memories of love stir the cat prowls past my...

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Due depart and so, desire The rose does not befit the choir...

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Early mornin dew dripp'd flower Rosy Red awaits the hour Lifts her bloom and greets the day To sup the misty mornin rays She fawns upon the golden hue Swaddled in the mantled blue Till sunny orb quits daytime skies To veil its face from longing eyes So Rosy Red doth nod her bloom And bide her time in shadowed gloom To dream the dreams...

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I want you so bad, So bad that it’s burning a hole through my heart, Right through the middle, I want you to fill that hole. I love the little things you do, The things that make me smile, Like the way you look at me, Or when you call me late at night. I want you more than anything, We are getting reunited...

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Dew doth drop with gentle hue, On petals tinged a bashful blue, As bees swoon to swollen pollen; I crave back that view to fall in; ‘Tis you, ‘tis you. As sea kisses the night sky, Before day doth due the two goodbye, I lie; a rock on thine tender shore; And beg thou to crash upon forever more. But; by then, thou hast...

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You had two months to live No one told you, no one warned you No one knew I can’t look you in the eyes I tried, a thousand times But what once felt safe seemed savage What once was certain proved damaged The wreckage was drastic Do I blame myself? Or do I blame you? You had two days to live No one told you, no...

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It's easy to find those who'll sprint, To the end, with a heroic gleam, But to run the long race, With a steady, patient pace, Is a rarer and more noble dream....

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The Space Between Hands Always left alone in the corner of the room, Often wondering if something’s missing in the gloom. Head down, tears falling — can’t stop the flow, Sobbing in silence, hoping no one will know. Never reaching the end with someone in stride, Letting go halfway, with no goodbye implied. Then surrender comes, with the whisper, “Go ahead?” But “why?”...

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Lies. All lies You are lying But do you also realise u are lying to urself Who have you become Where have you gone And look how you are right now You hang out with liars who normalise lying They lie day in and day out Defending themselves that they just lie lesses but at the end of the day All of...

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i miss the way she looked at me i miss the way she held my hand i miss the softness of her cheek i miss the games and girlish laughter i miss the passion in her day i miss the time she'd spend with me i miss the years cruelly stripped away i miss most the things she had to teach me but...

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To live in the past must be scary a bit Like you open the novel you’ve read And it’s not quite the same what now you reread What you have thought, felt and said Seems distorted by memory, you ask yourself why Should it continue like fictional Though the fiction it’s not, but your own past time Behaves in some way unpredictable It's...

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My bewitched heart is bleeding The burden of the banished Bubbly times we buried into eachother The butterfly of my dreams Though bleak times never seemed so bad...

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