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by Swetha Vangaveti |
Categories:
love,
She: I have no one to shower love upon me.
He: "I" love you
She: You are a busy man. You don't have time for anything. You neither wish me on my birthday nor text me ever. You never speak sugary sweet words to me.
He: I "LOVE" you
She: I have neither family nor friends, I possess neither wealth nor any riches, I have no education nor do I have any knowledge of the world.
He: I love "YOU"
Her eyes melted and his heart filled with joy.
by Tonytocaa Camacho |
Categories:
courage, discrimination, freedom,
Entwined
The color
Of mankind
Echoed in
Our minds
The Realities
Of life
Forevermore
The ethnic
Flow of
Our blood
Pulsating
Giving us life
Giving us hope
We were
Color blind
Or
Perhaps
The world
Didn't understand
The differnt
Shades of
Pastels
We were free
Of that kind of
Bondage
That brought
Many of us
To our knees
Even as you
Lay in my arms
Dying
While our church
Was ingulfed
In flames
Whispering to me
Be free my love
Be free
Lesser men would
Have gone mad
You see
But not I
I would not
succumb to
That kind of
Bondage..
All rights reserved
A.camacho jr.
1996-2015
by A Yorkshire Poet |
Categories:
absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, anxiety, lost, pain,
You've seen beyond the dark
You've lived behind the light
What is it?
To you the truth is lies
To you life is a crime
Your lies make you survive
Your truth is where they hide
Dark rages deep inside
Light can't get through your eyes.
The secrets of the night
love burned out of sight
The horrors of the mind
The torment you must find
What is it?
by Randy Johnson |
Categories:
angst, loss, love, woman, me,
(This is a fictional poem)
When I kissed another girl, word got back to you.
You slapped my face and told me that we're through.
Most kisses taste pretty sweet but that kiss was tart.
Now I'm all alone nursing a broken heart.
Kissing that girl was foolish and it was a mistake.
But I'll make it up to you no matter how long it takes.
I can't go on if our love is at an end.
If you'll take me back, I'll never look at another woman again.
You're the only woman who I want to be with.
So I'm on my knees begging you to forgive.
by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories:
lost love, sad,
?The day my Silver lining vanished away?
I was traumatized,
After walking through the bedroom door.
No movement, or sign,
Not one single breath left behind,
the canvas has been painted black.
Not a single image on the wall,
I took one last gasp----- of nothing,
No hint of musk in the air,
Silently, I stare, to the unknown
The positive aspect, gone,
My unseen benefit is missing,
The absent suitcase,
The only clue!
The burglar took it all,
the garbage stood alone.
This is not my home.
Chaotic, disconcerted
After walking through the bedroom door.
by; PD
by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories:
art, autumn, inspirational, introspection,
I never knew I'd be in heaven
In the autumn of my years,
Or that I'd be immerged
In the brilliant art of words,
Or float above operatic notes,
Or view ballet through
My elated tears.
I never thought I'd meet
Inspiration face to face,
Or feel it rise within me
With a poet's surrendering grace.
I just know that I'm contented
As profound love keeps flowing
From my impassioned heart.
This is the gift that artists
Of this world yearn to impart.
8-3-2017 (rev)
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by Debbie Duncan |
Categories:
age, mystery,
Love is my favorite game.
I love to play along.
As silver threads weave
their way thru my soul.
Memories of futures past.
Echoing across the land.
Years started to drift on by.
Losing loved ones dropping like flies.
As the sun slips below the skies.
All I wanna do is cry.
Run away and hide.
Then all doubts of you leaving drift away.
As I was mystified listening to the whispers in the wind.
9/ 10/ 2015
by Jessica Zorn |
Categories:
deep, emotions, feelings,
The colors of my mind
Collide in conversation
But all I see
Is black and white
Thoughts so empty
That feeling should
Not be there
And yet I still shed tears
Unknown to myself why
Loss,love,hate,loneliness
Idled Truths of past reason
False hope and gutless actions
Limitless but not limited too
Pain,sorrow,love, guilt
by Hani Gholami |
Categories:
art, beautiful, dance, faith, forgiveness, happiness, romantic,
Something Sweet,
A gentle touch.
A faraway dream,
here I am stuck.
Something sour,
a slight change in mood.
A regrettable decision,
to find the truth.
A little thought.
A mile away.
A gentle touch,
be brave today.
I learned a lesson;
To love and let go.
To never forget...
The highs or the lows.
by Frank F. Atanacio |
Categories:
family, lost love, mother
After he was shot,
the doctor told her he would die,
he let her cry,
deep, heaving moans,
heart-wrenching groans,
pain that carried fear
beyond the realm of sorrow,
her son was certain to die by tomorrow,
the doctor hated himself during times like these,
she lost it as she fell to her knees,
cold, clinical, professional,
all went out the door,
the mother cradled like an infant on the floor,
nothing else he could say,
it was such a dark day,
but he didn’t turn away,
he was struck deeply by her pain,
her terror, her strain,
he couldn’t be cold, clinical, professional,
because times like this leaves an emotional stain.
by Leah Werner |
Categories:
inspirational, introspection, life, love, mystery, on writing and words, passion, romance
Words are just a decoy
An excuse to dance around the truth
Underestimated silence
Proves language is uncouth
Your gut will always tell you
What your heart tries to ignore
Most try their best to silence it
Stirring an internal war
Why deny yourself of happiness?
Why pretend logic is correct?
Why hide behind a curtain?
Why pretend our hearts select?
Ignorance is truly bliss
Too bad that's not our case
Lets take a risk and show our courage
Let our souls meet face to face.
by Janetta Harrington |
Categories:
hope, introspection, life, love, nostalgia,
i
am so special
i
won't suck you dry
i
need to be someone
I
have such anger
i
am a stranger
to myself, myself
I promise to me
to let myself be free
I WILL do better
I WILL forget
the things said
be better, no regret
I will be better
than you
I already am
Damn...
by Emily Kroeger |
Categories:
depressionlife, life, love,
My life gets so off course, and spins out of control, like a magical tornado.
My life, to me, is my own death race.
Don’t ask me how or why I look at this way.
I know my life is not great, but I love it as is.
My life, is wrong beyond compare, but its so right too.
My life never comes to a positive road.
My life , is addicting in so many ways.
My life is very regretful, well for many people. I do not regret one damn thing about it.
My life, is my life and I would not change anything in it.
My life is my life and I love everything about it!
I hate my life. Maybe it could spin into control.
not about me. I just thought of it.
by Samantha Withee |
Categories:
betrayal, bullying, depression,
In The Crypt of the night
I am the only one singing to your grace
To my emperor, I hear only your memoirs
Memoirs that are my complete screen publication
A present I like to identify my diagram of the globe
I am colliding like two pennies in a wishing rig
Do they hold my single accurate with of contentment?
Now I am bending on my knees, so saintly
Calling out your name, I don't hear a beat
But I hear a mind-reading bond of a kaleidoscope
To your grace of love
by Kim Robin Edwards |
Categories:
destiny, kiss, longing, love, ocean, sea, true love,
I need you to stay with me.
For as long as you can.
I need you to comfort me.
While I hold your hand.
When we make sweet love.
The sun shines above.
While we lay in the sand.
The sun beats down.
There's love all around.
Another golden tan.
Because i need you to stay with me.
For as long as you can.
I need you to stay with me,
Until the end of all time.
We can kiss and hug.
You can show me your love.
While we lay in the sand.
With the sky so blue.
Our love so true.
Rejoice and be glad.
Because i need you to stay with me.
For as long as you can.
For as long as you can..
Dramatic Verse by Kim Robin Edwards.
Copyright 1986,2018.All rights reserved.
by Amber Repoli |
Categories:
angst, confusion, death, devotion, introspection, loss, lost love, love,
Broken
So Broken
Like Shards of glass
I'm shattered
A million pieces scattered
across the floor of my heart
Beating,
Pulsing,
Throbbing,
for your love.
But I am not worthy
for anyone's heart,
much less yours.
For so long you were my heart
And now you are gone.
I am dying
from the inside out
Like a knife carving its way out of my chest.
Blood trickles,
as I leave this place.
Sweet release
by Randy Johnson |
Categories:
death, husband, wife, wedding, me, wedding,
(This is a fictional poem)
I stare at your wedding dress because that's all I have left of you.
You broke my heart when you died back in 2002.
Tears come to my eyes and they roll down my cheeks.
You were one in a million, you were truly unique.
You always made people happy even when they were sad.
All that keeps me going are the memories of the years that we had.
As I stare at your wedding dress, I feel so much misery within.
You ruined me for all other women, I'll never fall in love again.
by Myron Davis |
Categories:
love,
I can feel her presence
Going through this adolescence
My lyrics are out this world
But I’m so down to Earth
I touch all her senses
Mind, body, and soul
The way I explain
You thought I made her whole
My words give meanin’
And every word
Takes her through the ceilin’
So far in miles
To get there
May take a while
I’ll make her important
Better yet queen of the Nile
So close we share the same pulse
So deep she feels the impulse
Yet
I believe the simple word
Cuts sharp like a sword
Yet is what split us
Yet is offended
Like someone cuss
So close to the end
Yet so far from it
by Paul Warren |
Categories:
home,
I’m on a one way ticket goin’ home
To the place where I am known
No more travelling around for me
Home is where I want to be
I can see it out there up ahead
All the love in my heart led
And there I’ll rest away from harm
No more roaming no longer alone.
© Paul Warren Poetry
by Randy Johnson |
Categories:
angst, people, sad, love,
Life can get pretty hard when relationships go astray.
I believe in love a little less each day.
Marriages used to last fifty years, now they last fifty weeks.
Couples keep breaking up even though true love is what everybody seeks.
I've gotten a lot of rejections because I don't have much money.
Everything gets dark when I begin to think it's sunny.
I have pain and anger because life goes this way.
I believe in love a little less each day.
by Susan Duplechin |
Categories:
life, loss, lost love, people, sad, sorry, time,
Reflections of a day gone by
Reflections in the mirror of tears in my eyes
Reflections in a window pane
Trying to erase all the pain
Reflections of your face near me
Reflections of what never would be
You said you loved me
You didn't stay
Reflections of a lie,that never goes away.
by Brian Davey |
Categories:
america, anger, anti bullying, corruption, rights,
The right to be, the right to dream
The right to live in creative Anarchy
Without fear of punishment
Without fear of abuse
The right to speak, the right to see
The right to live unhappily
Without fear of retribution
Without fear of the Constitution
The right to love, the right to hate
The right to be a Human Being
Without being isolated
Without being tortured
bmdavey@09/30/2024
by Jesse Jones |
Categories:
confusion, introspection, life, loss, lost love, love, mystery,
“Are you okay?”
Are you blind?
by Skat A |
Categories:
life, sad
AM I ?
AM I JUST STANDING HERE
OR AM I JUST DEAD
AM I SO FULL OF FEAR
I LOST MY SELF INSTEAD
AM I NOBODY
THAT YOU CAN'T DEFEND ME
OR AM I JUST INVISIBLE
THAT YOU REALLY DON'T PRETEND
AM I BLIND
OR I JUST DON'T WISH TO SEE
THE LOVE I CAN NOT FIND
IS RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME
AM I HEARING THE TRUTH
OR HAVE I JUST BEEN DECIEVED
WHO DO I TRUST
WHO CAN I BELIEVE
AM I SO MAD
I JUST CAN'T UNDERSTAND
OR AM I SO SAD
I NEED A SHOULDER OR A HAND
IS IT JUST ME
OR AM I ALL ALONE
I.T.
S.K.A.T. POETRY
Re-DO
by Debbie Duncan |
Categories:
abuse, angel, courage,
She came down from above.
Through the wind and the rain.
All she carried was love.
She stood tall.
As she took it all.
This day was bound.
Death was always near.
Wanted to carry the flames.
If she make's it through.
This concrete life of pain.
She'll see butterflies, not tears.
I know she has angels near her.
They'd like to take her home.
Though she chooses to stay here.
I see her delicate fluttering wings.
Of flaming silver, blue and gold.
She must learn to use them.
That's all it will take, for her to fly.
From this perverted degrading place.
6pm 5/7/2012