Lost Love Poems | Examples of Lost Love Poetry

In the splendorous sapphire space of my pristine heart, shimmering in the sanctified radiance of the indigo night, you gleamed like seraphic sequins of argentine moondust, making me feel fascinated as I sensed your cerulean sheen. My heart morphed into a mesmeric turquoise lake, where the rose petals flying from my garden floated with the reflection...

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Plagued by the memories of insoluble illusions that hang on the tapestry of yesterday where mythological masks were worn in another time, another place and are relived in pictures hanging on my mind's wall of sadness and loss when dreams of moonlight madness remind of love's longing the remembrance of faces and places stay in tortured realms, trapped in my soul heartfelt reminders of crumbling...

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These transparent teardrops gently smack onto my table, As I am writing a letter to the first love of my fable, Praying for him to soon forgive me as much as he is able....

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why did it begin in the first place? and then why, it have to end so early? it was meant to be another lovelorn story, a story with arcs developing faster than fiction everything shattered in the blink of an eye our first conversation, it was all accidental and so was our fate- it was tragic and unfair...

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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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a serene lake on a moonlight night, as she paddles her canoe away, far into distance where it shines bright, in gentle breeze water lilies sway. her hopes are lit she would meet her dreams, that warmth and lips that such young hearts yearn, she scours in shadows between moon beams, a lost effort in daily sojourn. knock on the door brings her...

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They call you my ex— like you were just another chapter, just another name to forget. But how do I forget the girl who made forever feel real? You weren’t my past. You were my present, my always. The one I whispered dreams to at 2 AM, the one I laughed with until my ribs ached and my guard fell. They say time heals. But time can’t...

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I thought the layers of dust had settled over what used to be the togetherness of 'us,' and buried were our last tarnished traces. But today, I found your pictures in an album and my emotions started playing tricks on me. Thought I heard echoes of your timbered voice and even imagined your footsteps in the hall ...

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Mosaic mahogany memories Shatter like silver glass within me Reflecting red reveries Of all that could be And never was Yet somehow cutting Inside my mind bleeds dreams Scents of lavender lamenting Licorice tongue licking Me with promises you never keep Though skillfully you lead me on I fantasize about these lily lies That ride ebony eyes On onyx moonlit nights I remember golden hope You slide like...

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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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Roses with thorns grow on my heart As I waited for you To tell me how you feel Do you want me? Yes or No Is it just a game We talk for hours, nothing new We laughed for hours, nothing new We went out twice, nothing new Do you want me? Yes or No Is it just a game I don't understand you anymore All...

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I watched you from quiet corners of thought, Not to be noticed, just gently caught. In the hush between moments, I saw you smile— A glimpse, a grace, enough for a while. I never belonged to the light in your eyes, But I cherished the warmth like borrowed skies. You lived your life, bold, unaware, While I stood beside you in silent...

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I have this picture of you—or should I say, I own this picture of you— that I have kept hidden in my chambers, neither inside my diary nor within a vault, but frozen in time within my mind. It is both painful and lovely to watch, my lingering feelings keeping me tied to it. Yet, all it brings me now are...

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You found the door - The door which protected my worst nightmares I didn't know existed, and sheltered the basic needs my heart shunned but never new it pined for - Tell me you didn't You found the key that unlocked the spring to my eternal winter, the warmth to an endless frigid existence, the glow within my ceaseless, hopeless night, the feast no...

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When night arrives, it circles 'round, The dream once lost is newly found. I dream of her, with tangled hair, Her skin like spring—so smooth, so fair. Warm, slender hands run through my hair, A fragile form that, held, might tear. But morning comes—its blinding light, The dream dissolves, fades out of sight. No sounds remain, no vision clear, Just silence loud, and nothing...

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