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“Ever” A Poem by Aracelly P. Campo

My love lives in a past memory
That almost slipped into the present
And became a distant futureI will always think of thee
Of all the things we could have done
And what we could of have been

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In My Mind’s Eye by David B. Pincus

A thousand times I have seen you, seen you in my mind’s eye.
Once upon a time you were there, for real, but not now, ever
When you went away my world crumbled and all is ruined, dust
Where did you go? So far away I could not see or hear you.

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Scars by Beatrice Preti

And when I grew weary of all of the scars
I counted the scabbed bits littering my heart
And picked them off quickly,
so no one would see
All of the damage that
they’d done to me

But it hurt when I pulled,
and all the bits bled
It made my heart ache, and
it stained my hands red

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There Will Come a Day by Hazel MacMahon

There will come a day when the sun no longer
Shines,
She will have been ripped and scorned
By a force not benign,
The sky will close up with scores
Of infinite grey,
And you will burn with the pain
Of him having passed away,

There will come a day when the leaves no longer
Grow,
They will have been plucked and fallen
Down the darkest hole,
The branches will droop diminished
And you will sacrifice your hope
Of saving his last few minutes,

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Nevermore by Lewis Stevens

Once I was your hero,
Promised forever and a day.
Sad eyes reflecting, two times two,
Somehow hands held slipped away,
And love moved another way.

Starlight on waves that swayed,
Misty cloud dreams from the first of days.
Thus glowing comet trails pulsed as if to say:

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One Summer, One Lifetime by Leslie Anne

You pick up a stone along a path
to carve into the shape of your heart
Your eyes sparkle under a moonlit sky
Or is it just my imagination?
You offer it to me with thousands of promises
and I take it, no questions asked

Sweet words slip from your lips
but it tastes bitter on my tongue
You wrap me in a tight embrace
and I choke on the crisp night air

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Missing Him by Henrike Forschler

Missing him is like tasting the ocean
without tasting any salt
-less bitter-
but not the ocean anymore

Leaving after work in the morning light
makes forgetting all but easy
-painful reminders-
Of what we used to be.

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Farewell – Sad Love Poem by Soodabeh Saeidnia

My hands sense nothing,
when I long to touch you
My arms, deprived of your curves
My eyes, blind to see your borders

I can’t hold you anymore
as the sun is a kidnapper,
a tormentor, who tears you apart

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Worlds Later by Laura Rahill

Driving around the roads
my hand in his
the crunch of the gravel
under the wet tire

in your dad’s quarry
the damp thick of the air
in which two hearts lingered
suspended there
for a few tragic years
one higher than the other
before they came undone
plummeting and shattering

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“Ashes of a Dead Love” Poem by Joy S. J. Edwards

The ashes of a dead love dominate my days,
My thoughts are still your thoughts,
My dreams governed by your ways,
My head is filled with idle notions,
I’m still going through the motions,

Yet despair permeates the air,
It clings to my clothes,
Sits in your empty chair.

My emotions raw,
My devotion not required anymore,
For you have found a new love,
A younger version of me,
A man whose belly burns with fire,
Not a solid, dependable soul like me.

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On Loving a Boy by E. J. Schoenborn

One of the things I regret the most
is going back to my place at three A.M. after Pride Fest
lying on the mattress next to him,
this boy who said he felt comfortable around me,
his voice, a string of lights lining the bed,
and this is when I remembered I loved him,
my body a finger on a hairpin trigger,
worried something would go off if he even touched me,
but we both passed out,
And I was finally able to sleep for an entire night,
this boy, the night light in my bedroom,
a tense, tight calm.

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The Storm Inside by Brea Viragh

A storm outside
Darkening the sky
Stealing the light
Shaking the soul and body
With rambunctious bolts of searing energy.
Let the rain come
And let the thunder roar.

Let the wind take my breath
So that I may no longer speak your name.

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Obsessed by Jim Miller

Obsessed.
Dangerously so.
With yesterday’s eyes
and tomorrow’s heart.
Anxious to end the end,
though it’s just the start.

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Hell Bound by Dixie

I was Eurydice and you were my Orpheus,
But you never cared to look over your shoulder.
You fastened your pace and I failed to follow,
Left in a land even darker and colder.

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“Goodbye” – Sad Love Poem by Randeep Singh

The anxiety sucks the life out of me,
Like a thousand leeches on my soul,
Awaiting to be told who to be,
And how to be accordingly,My tears well so abundantly,
I cannot see
Yet never falls one drop from my eyes,
They are the bravest and most stubborn part of me,

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Foolish by Shannon McClary

Foolish
was I to think you have to be
My life’s blood
My protector
My air
My life’s lovebeaten from your hallowed translucent shield
The pain from this will fade
Yet the bruises will remain forever and a day

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Silence by Sinimatik

My name hums upon your lips
Like a loose string
Out of tune
Out of place
Not welcomed in your vocalized melody
A mistake

My own ears whisper truth
But my eyes deceive me
To watch you
Plucking the chord
So desperately
So desperate
For it to belong

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A Lonely Sigh by Tina Cox

A lonely sigh up to the moon
A broken heart an empty room
A heaving breast that goes untouched
A velvet thigh no lovers blush
No lips to part
No gentle kiss

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The One that Got Away by Dixie

Falling for her was like summer rain,
First drizzle, then hurricane;
With thunders, with lightning, heavy and fast,
Meant to dishevel, but never to last.

Being with her was an autumn fire,
Vibrant and quiet, a bright red desire.
For she was fresh coffee brewed in the morning,
And you were vodka down her throat burning.

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You Are With Me by David B. Pincus

Alone I walk the sheltered paths far from home and you are with me.
While leaves scatter the sun’s rays into thousands of pinpoints of light
Alone I trod this quiet sanctuary of blissful solitude and you are with me
Hearing the calling birds, watching the fluttering leaves I hear and see you.
Alone I behold the beauty that surrounds me as I stare in wonder at it all.
Though you are far away in all that I see, hear and feel, you are with me.

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