Unrequited Poems - Poems about Unrequited

If love is... feeling unloved, anxious and starved, give my regards Does the torment of love's hate eliminate pain? If love is trembling lips and sultry eyes, upon them everlasting cries, Charcoal tears that pour What answers are there for these sores Binding spells of the unforgiving way swells She the accuser shames with her bitter blame Aging with, until the bitter end Accusing of his unrequited love Awaits for...

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You caught me smiling in a moment Because your love has made its way to my heart Into my heart You caught me smiling in a moment Because you are the one I have been waiting for Waiting for You caught me smiling in a moment As you pass me by Passing by You caught me smiling in a moment Now I am face...

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Written on April 13th 2025 for Sara Jama's Prompt The Cold Embrace of Death Reverberated within the empty chambers of my soul, As I soak my skin in a clawfoot tub, drowning in my sorrows. Daring the waves to wash me away, I lay barricaded in the bathroom with a bottle of Merlot....

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I beg Have mercy Kill this dream End my misery If you will never choose me, make it clear now Give me something real to mourn If you are destined to break my heart, do it now Give me something real to move past If you will only ever give false hope, discard me now Give me something real to end the cycle Douse the...

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I was never here for passing time, Never here for love denied. I thought we’d walk this road as one, But love has left me far behind. If I love you, how can I not break? When you are not mine to take. To watch you smile, yet stand apart, It slowly shatters my fragile heart. You say that friends we still can...

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I love you—not in words, but in the way I stay, Even when the road bends, even when you walk away. You are not a choice; you are the only way I see, A place I call home, where my heart longs to be. I asked for a moment, a day, maybe more, You said no—maybe reasons I’ll never explore. But...

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“Maybe in another life,” I say. “But why not this one?” you ask, eyes full of dismay. “What’s in our way?” you continue. “I just can’t be with you,” I reply. “Why are you lying?” you shout. “What reason do i have to lie?” I say, but I know you still hold...

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Hey! Can you see that  Sorrow, pain, stress  That darkness like painter ink That echo like abandoned palace That droughts like cursed farm Time is moving slow and slow  Hey! Is that love? Are sure is it, Are you? Sometimes it's doesn't matters  It's not supposed to be real  And You know am in deep sea Am drowning please, help me I just wanna float....

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How can I sever wolf-waves from the selfish sea? I ache to cut the rogue from the relentless flow his crest swelled in high rise on testosterone tide swindles my tease to tame his blue Neptune flame mocking my sun dried bed with unruly despise he rides a white steed in petulant power with the moon I am the passive strand...

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I want to be yours you don’t have to be mine I’d never look at another person but if you do then that’s fine I realized I care so much that I can give and never receive please cheat lie and yell as long as you don’t leave ...

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What today weighs light in your life Would one day swell, feel fairly rife, Pages of your life, getting full, Would look ever so beautiful. What seems today unknown to you-- You who has not known what is love-- Would when love sparkles with its hue, Leaving today out of my groove, I feel lost but not of my hope, My...

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Katie’s ribs pressed against her skin, the sharp angles of a body once soft. She lifted her blouse, let me see— the stubs, the little bumps, two perfect incisions smooth as marble. I swallowed. Physically lubricious—I couldn’t do it. Her perfume fought the chemo stench. Coiffed mascara, a careful face, a practiced smile, teeth too straight. She asked if I still wrote poetry. I said nothing. Once,...

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The sunlight spills across her hair, a river of spun gold, And I, like a moth drawn to a flame it cannot hold, observe her from afar, My gaze, a silent symphony, a melody that never leaves my heart, I wonder, am I allowed to look at her with such a tender, lingering start? Her laughter,...

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Am I allowed to look at her like that? A question soft, a silent plea within. Her kindness pours, a sunbeam warm and bright, Could it be wrong to find such grace a sight? She moves like water, gentle, ever-flowing, My eyes, they follow, a current caught and swayed. Her laugh, a melody, fills all the...

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Compare thee to a summer’s day? No, my dear, you are a goddess of dismay. You are the bane of my heart, for you own it completely. You control my mind without a single effort, and for that you are my enemy. Thou art lovely and temperate? No, you are imperfect and cold...

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