9 thoughts on “Sad Love Poems For Him From The Heart”
What do you think about this poem?
My school is having a contest for the best poem and this is my submission. Please tell me what you think in all honesty.
The general stares at the fire and watches as it crackles
Then he turns to the bar as he hears his men’s cackles
A shocked look comes over him, “No not you, not again” he said
He blinks and turns back at the fire screaming “No, your dead”
The horrible tragedy started with a war
He was twenty five and she was twenty four
Their love was true yet sadly forbidden
and so their passion had to be hidden
One day their enemies discovered were they would hide
“Please don’t take him, take me” she cried
“No” he yelled as she was taken away
He saw her die later that day
The memories come flooding back one by one
No matter what he does they are never done
They feel like fire, hell fire, this fire in his skin
His burning desire turned him to sin
The look upon his enemies faces
The beat of his heart as it races
The feel of the sword in his hand
The relief of cutting down his enemy’s evil band
Then the horror of what he had done
The killing was no longer fun
His hatred was turned in shame
He tried to beat out the unholy flame
Crazed he ran out into the night
He ran back to the safety of his country’s military might
Over the years he tried to forget
But he owes a life for his unholy debt
“General what is the matter” said one of his men
“ No not you, your dead” he screams again
The men look from the general to the fire
The general’s situation is becoming dire
The men pull the general away
He inquires about his actions as he begins to sway
“Did I scream again” he says his voice cold
A man answers saying, “Yes sir, your nightmare was told”
He shakes his head and pulled some coins out of his purse
He puts them on counter and he cries, “Curse you wretched Earth”
Then he walks away from the bar telling his men to stay
The general was found dead the next day
A note was found in his hands along with a picture
It was of a woman who stood upon a fixture
His final note was sad and sweet
His final tears still stood upon on his cheek
His men buried him next to her under their tree
They knew his soul was finally clean and free
And as the last man left the two souls embraced
This time there is no enemies so their love needs no special place
What do you think of my love poems?
As I grab your hand, I feel human
I am alive again.
Birds start to sing
And music fills the air once again.
We slowly part our ways until the next day.
I miss you and yet you just left.
But you’re my love.
I miss you now
Tomorrow
And forever.
Life IS a highway
Once you find love.
Your up and down roads.
Your angry, sad, even scared.
You feel like nobody understands you.
Life is definitely a highway.
When I saw you
I believed love at first sight.
Like we were meant for each other,
We slowly part away, love is fading, and I can’t believed I loved you.
I thought you were different
I thought you changed
I thought I could change you.
But. You’re a completely different person.
A person I never looked deep enough to figure out.
Hate will ruin lifes.
Love will to.
Love did this time.
I never looked deep enough in you,
I could have liked you.
You could’ve been different on the inside.
People judge people from the outside.
They don’t realize what the real part they are missing on the inside.
If you dig deep enough,
You will find the REAL person.
My life is more then just a toy.
I thought you knew,
Not to play with a girls heart.
Or she will break yours.
Heart broken is a sickness that cant be cured.
When your heartbroken it doesn’t just last a day or 2.
It lasts you life.
It effects your trusting skills,
And hope
And your heart.
It cant be cured, for you’ll always think back to that ‘special one’
What does he think you are?
Your not just a toy he can break whenever.
You’re a person. With feelings, deep feelings.
Yes. That pain, that feeling of hope that never comes true,
Its your hurt.
And its just been broken.
That extraordinary feeling you will never forget.
Whenever you shed a tear, ill be near.
I’ll be there fast, for if our love is to last
My heart will be patched.
I cant control my heart, for its falling for you.
Im going to change you.
I now think there is such thing as love at first sight.
Love is a crazy thing, it’s a feeling you get.
Like your in space, just… floating.
It’s the deeper part in love, you can love an ugly dork,
And know why.
Because on the inside, maybe deep inside,
He’s the one.
When a space is between them its the start of a poem. they arent together for a song or anything
its proof u guys didnt read it, if u read the end u would see these are many poems not just one
u took me for a roller coaster ride.
the first two, i can relate to a lot!… they reminded me of my gf n how i felt when we first met.
then the other poems got really sad n reminded me of my break up. i sort of feel pain with those, but im the one who hoped to change her but i couldnt.
then, u lifted me back up with the one that says; “whenever u shed a tear, i`ll be near”. …this one makes the broken hearted feel hope again.
the last one is sweet n funny. [the ugly dork made me laugh].
the first two n the; “whenever u shed a tear, i`ll be near”. are my three faves.
Is This Poem sad to you??????????????????????
Love & Death
He made her jealous,
On purpose he tried
When the girl asked “Do You Love Me?”
On purpose he lied.
He played with jealousy,
Like it was a game.
Little did he know.
Things would never be the same,His plan was working
But he had no clue How bad things would go and the damage he would do.
One night she broke down
Feeling very alone, just her and her blade.
No one els home.
She dialed his number he answered,”Hello”
She told him she loved him and hung up the phone.
He raced to her house,
Just a minute too late.
Found her lying in blood,
Her heart had no rate.
Beside her was a note
in it her confession, her love for this boy her only obsession.
As he read the note, he knelt down and cried.
Grabbed her knife…………..
The night they both died.
She was found in his arms
Both of them dead,
Under her note his handwriting said:
“I Loved Her So, She Never Knew All This Time That I Loved Her Too”
Well thats the end of it, i really hope you liked it, this is for my teacher, she loves poems and i hope ill make her happy i just need edvice from u guys first :]
um?? ok well atleast i tried my best this is my first time writing a poem so dont be all like OH well i dont like it and its all blah and all that other stuff u all said well i do appreciate the first person who answered it was really nice of u for thinking its a good poem..and as for all of u, u did make me feel bad about my mind.. and make me think thats its not good for me to write poems as my career ={ not to be rude or anything on u tho, but thanks for reading :]
and thank u for yr comments ill try another poem tommorow and see if that one is good :] bye for now
predictable but enjoyable, in an odd sense. i liked it, even though i knew where it was going. it was reliable and honest. it wasn’t meant to be literal, but instead, understandable. at least that’s why i liked it.
please give me feedbaack on this poem.. ts a very different style to my normal poems so im unsure about it…!?
heyy, once again i have written a sad poem. However, this is a lot different to my general writing style and therefore im not sure if it is good or not. Please give me lots of feedback. I am 15 and hope that this poem works…if not, then i guess i will have to give up on this style thanks for your time.
Confusion of love_x
I feel your hand on mine,
I look up smiling, expecting to see your answering smile,
That smile so comforting I feel as though all my worries have disappeared,
But I do not see you smile,
I see you frown and your eyes glimmer,
First with confusion, like you do not know who I am,
Secondly with recognition as you realise its me,
I smile up at you,
But your face turns sad, and your eyes tear over,
The corners of your mouth droop,
And you slowly pull your hand away from mine,
“ no, don’t leave me” I whisper,
But you just ignore me and turn away,
I grab hold of your hand again and look straight into your eyes,
But they turn away from mine again,
And you take your hand from mine,
“ what have I done wrong?” I scream,
Your mouth moves, but I cant hear you,
Your eyes look frantic with worry,
But I cant tell whats wrong,
In my mind you are telling me you love me,
But from what I can see, your saying your sorry,
I don’t understand, but I know I love you,
But you don’t feel the same,
You get up and turn away,
First walking slowly,
Then turning back,
And then running as though you cant stand the sight of me,
Already on your phone,
I wonder why, im not that ugly am I?,
I see my last glimpse of you from the floor,
Why am I on the floor?,
Its cold and hard and I feel sick,
Rather dizzy now too,
I see lots of lights,
I hear people talking,
I feel myself being lifted,
Good im finally going to escape from this pain and anguish,
I close my eyes and wait,
I wait for the darkness to take me and swallow me whole,
But instead I feel pressure on my chest, and someone holding my hand,
I open my eyes slowly, and close them again,
I rub them to make sure im not dreaming,
Your sitting there smiling at me,
“I thought you hated me”,
“no”,
‘you broke up with me”,
‘I know”,
“whats happened’ I ask,
“I hit you with my car, im so sorry, the doctors say you will be alright,
You will make a complete recovery”
“without you, I will never be alright, without you, my heart will never recover”,
He stares at me without blinking,
I know what he is thinking,
He is happy I didn’t die,
I tell him to give me a few minutes to myself,
He says okay,
I tell him I love him,
He doesn’t say it back, he just looks sad,
I ask him for a kiss,
He kisses me gently on the cheek,
He leaves the room,
And I unplug the life support machine.
I feel his hand on mine,
I hear him asking me not to leave him,
But I ignore him like he once ignored me.
I love him, like he once loved me.
I feel the darkness wash over me,
I feel my heart beat pause,
I take a sharp breath,
Never again to be drawn.
Its not bad, although doesn’t have the flowing rhythm you would usually expect with a poem, although i know poems can be written in many different styles. It also reads more like a conversation, maybe its the timbre which is off, or perhaps there is too much speech in it, i don’t know, but something doesn’t quite read right. Some of the content is a little off too, for instance, you wouldn’t be able to pull the plug on your own life support machine, if you were that conscious you wouldn’t be on a life support machine. Although its only a poem it should still be believable.
Still, its not bad, it definitely has potential. ever thought of writing something not quite so….tragic?
Is this poem okay?? It’s a love poem?
I have a very quirky, short-breathed writing style when it comes to poetry. And it’s usually fairly morbid. This one has a story (if you can hear my ‘voice’) of a young man in love with a woman called Christabel, but she messes with his heart and pretends to love him some of the time, but not others. He wants to kill himself, even though his death will make her sad.
My heart throbs as I put pen to paper,
Burning with morbidity,
A raven’s wing upon the snow,
Avert your eyes, sweet one,
For none but the raven can mar your beauty,
Sleep sweet, dearest,
For when you awake I will be here no more,
I will fall for your love,
You cut me and I bleed,
Rivers of cherries you can’t help but love,
Blossom from a tree,
Even through the winter months ,
For you,
O sweet Christabel,
Share with me your love,
For I am but a dead poet,
Who failed to write an ending to each of his words.
Forgive me.
Yar-hah your poem is lovely. Very romantic. I know it talks about death, but its a really authentic twist to the standard happily ever after romances that most writers go on about. Good job!
PS NOOO you got a higher mark than me on the Romeo and Juliet essay!
What do you think about this poem?
My school is having a contest for the best poem and this is my submission. Please tell me what you think in all honesty.
The general stares at the fire and watches as it crackles
Then he turns to the bar as he hears his men’s cackles
A shocked look comes over him, “No not you, not again” he said
He blinks and turns back at the fire screaming “No, your dead”
The horrible tragedy started with a war
He was twenty five and she was twenty four
Their love was true yet sadly forbidden
and so their passion had to be hidden
One day their enemies discovered were they would hide
“Please don’t take him, take me” she cried
“No” he yelled as she was taken away
He saw her die later that day
The memories come flooding back one by one
No matter what he does they are never done
They feel like fire, hell fire, this fire in his skin
His burning desire turned him to sin
The look upon his enemies faces
The beat of his heart as it races
The feel of the sword in his hand
The relief of cutting down his enemy’s evil band
Then the horror of what he had done
The killing was no longer fun
His hatred was turned in shame
He tried to beat out the unholy flame
Crazed he ran out into the night
He ran back to the safety of his country’s military might
Over the years he tried to forget
But he owes a life for his unholy debt
“General what is the matter” said one of his men
“ No not you, your dead” he screams again
The men look from the general to the fire
The general’s situation is becoming dire
The men pull the general away
He inquires about his actions as he begins to sway
“Did I scream again” he says his voice cold
A man answers saying, “Yes sir, your nightmare was told”
He shakes his head and pulled some coins out of his purse
He puts them on counter and he cries, “Curse you wretched Earth”
Then he walks away from the bar telling his men to stay
The general was found dead the next day
A note was found in his hands along with a picture
It was of a woman who stood upon a fixture
His final note was sad and sweet
His final tears still stood upon on his cheek
His men buried him next to her under their tree
They knew his soul was finally clean and free
And as the last man left the two souls embraced
This time there is no enemies so their love needs no special place
What do you think of my love poems?
As I grab your hand, I feel human
I am alive again.
Birds start to sing
And music fills the air once again.
We slowly part our ways until the next day.
I miss you and yet you just left.
But you’re my love.
I miss you now
Tomorrow
And forever.
Life IS a highway
Once you find love.
Your up and down roads.
Your angry, sad, even scared.
You feel like nobody understands you.
Life is definitely a highway.
When I saw you
I believed love at first sight.
Like we were meant for each other,
We slowly part away, love is fading, and I can’t believed I loved you.
I thought you were different
I thought you changed
I thought I could change you.
But. You’re a completely different person.
A person I never looked deep enough to figure out.
Hate will ruin lifes.
Love will to.
Love did this time.
I never looked deep enough in you,
I could have liked you.
You could’ve been different on the inside.
People judge people from the outside.
They don’t realize what the real part they are missing on the inside.
If you dig deep enough,
You will find the REAL person.
My life is more then just a toy.
I thought you knew,
Not to play with a girls heart.
Or she will break yours.
Heart broken is a sickness that cant be cured.
When your heartbroken it doesn’t just last a day or 2.
It lasts you life.
It effects your trusting skills,
And hope
And your heart.
It cant be cured, for you’ll always think back to that ‘special one’
What does he think you are?
Your not just a toy he can break whenever.
You’re a person. With feelings, deep feelings.
Yes. That pain, that feeling of hope that never comes true,
Its your hurt.
And its just been broken.
That extraordinary feeling you will never forget.
Whenever you shed a tear, ill be near.
I’ll be there fast, for if our love is to last
My heart will be patched.
I cant control my heart, for its falling for you.
Im going to change you.
I now think there is such thing as love at first sight.
Love is a crazy thing, it’s a feeling you get.
Like your in space, just… floating.
It’s the deeper part in love, you can love an ugly dork,
And know why.
Because on the inside, maybe deep inside,
He’s the one.
When a space is between them its the start of a poem. they arent together for a song or anything
its proof u guys didnt read it, if u read the end u would see these are many poems not just one
u took me for a roller coaster ride.
the first two, i can relate to a lot!… they reminded me of my gf n how i felt when we first met.
then the other poems got really sad n reminded me of my break up. i sort of feel pain with those, but im the one who hoped to change her but i couldnt.
then, u lifted me back up with the one that says; “whenever u shed a tear, i`ll be near”. …this one makes the broken hearted feel hope again.
the last one is sweet n funny. [the ugly dork made me laugh].
the first two n the; “whenever u shed a tear, i`ll be near”. are my three faves.
Is This Poem sad to you??????????????????????
Love & Death
He made her jealous,
On purpose he tried
When the girl asked “Do You Love Me?”
On purpose he lied.
He played with jealousy,
Like it was a game.
Little did he know.
Things would never be the same,His plan was working
But he had no clue How bad things would go and the damage he would do.
One night she broke down
Feeling very alone, just her and her blade.
No one els home.
She dialed his number he answered,”Hello”
She told him she loved him and hung up the phone.
He raced to her house,
Just a minute too late.
Found her lying in blood,
Her heart had no rate.
Beside her was a note
in it her confession, her love for this boy her only obsession.
As he read the note, he knelt down and cried.
Grabbed her knife…………..
The night they both died.
She was found in his arms
Both of them dead,
Under her note his handwriting said:
“I Loved Her So, She Never Knew All This Time That I Loved Her Too”
Well thats the end of it, i really hope you liked it, this is for my teacher, she loves poems and i hope ill make her happy i just need edvice from u guys first :]
um?? ok well atleast i tried my best this is my first time writing a poem so dont be all like OH well i dont like it and its all blah and all that other stuff u all said well i do appreciate the first person who answered it was really nice of u for thinking its a good poem..and as for all of u, u did make me feel bad about my mind.. and make me think thats its not good for me to write poems as my career ={ not to be rude or anything on u tho, but thanks for reading :]
and thank u for yr comments ill try another poem tommorow and see if that one is good :] bye for now
predictable but enjoyable, in an odd sense. i liked it, even though i knew where it was going. it was reliable and honest. it wasn’t meant to be literal, but instead, understandable. at least that’s why i liked it.
please give me feedbaack on this poem.. ts a very different style to my normal poems so im unsure about it…!?
thanks for your time.
heyy, once again i have written a sad poem. However, this is a lot different to my general writing style and therefore im not sure if it is good or not. Please give me lots of feedback. I am 15 and hope that this poem works…if not, then i guess i will have to give up on this style
Confusion of love_x
I feel your hand on mine,
I look up smiling, expecting to see your answering smile,
That smile so comforting I feel as though all my worries have disappeared,
But I do not see you smile,
I see you frown and your eyes glimmer,
First with confusion, like you do not know who I am,
Secondly with recognition as you realise its me,
I smile up at you,
But your face turns sad, and your eyes tear over,
The corners of your mouth droop,
And you slowly pull your hand away from mine,
“ no, don’t leave me” I whisper,
But you just ignore me and turn away,
I grab hold of your hand again and look straight into your eyes,
But they turn away from mine again,
And you take your hand from mine,
“ what have I done wrong?” I scream,
Your mouth moves, but I cant hear you,
Your eyes look frantic with worry,
But I cant tell whats wrong,
In my mind you are telling me you love me,
But from what I can see, your saying your sorry,
I don’t understand, but I know I love you,
But you don’t feel the same,
You get up and turn away,
First walking slowly,
Then turning back,
And then running as though you cant stand the sight of me,
Already on your phone,
I wonder why, im not that ugly am I?,
I see my last glimpse of you from the floor,
Why am I on the floor?,
Its cold and hard and I feel sick,
Rather dizzy now too,
I see lots of lights,
I hear people talking,
I feel myself being lifted,
Good im finally going to escape from this pain and anguish,
I close my eyes and wait,
I wait for the darkness to take me and swallow me whole,
But instead I feel pressure on my chest, and someone holding my hand,
I open my eyes slowly, and close them again,
I rub them to make sure im not dreaming,
Your sitting there smiling at me,
“I thought you hated me”,
“no”,
‘you broke up with me”,
‘I know”,
“whats happened’ I ask,
“I hit you with my car, im so sorry, the doctors say you will be alright,
You will make a complete recovery”
“without you, I will never be alright, without you, my heart will never recover”,
He stares at me without blinking,
I know what he is thinking,
He is happy I didn’t die,
I tell him to give me a few minutes to myself,
He says okay,
I tell him I love him,
He doesn’t say it back, he just looks sad,
I ask him for a kiss,
He kisses me gently on the cheek,
He leaves the room,
And I unplug the life support machine.
I feel his hand on mine,
I hear him asking me not to leave him,
But I ignore him like he once ignored me.
I love him, like he once loved me.
I feel the darkness wash over me,
I feel my heart beat pause,
I take a sharp breath,
Never again to be drawn.
Please comment and leave feedback xx
Its not bad, although doesn’t have the flowing rhythm you would usually expect with a poem, although i know poems can be written in many different styles. It also reads more like a conversation, maybe its the timbre which is off, or perhaps there is too much speech in it, i don’t know, but something doesn’t quite read right. Some of the content is a little off too, for instance, you wouldn’t be able to pull the plug on your own life support machine, if you were that conscious you wouldn’t be on a life support machine. Although its only a poem it should still be believable.
Still, its not bad, it definitely has potential. ever thought of writing something not quite so….tragic?
Is this poem okay?? It’s a love poem?
I have a very quirky, short-breathed writing style when it comes to poetry. And it’s usually fairly morbid. This one has a story (if you can hear my ‘voice’) of a young man in love with a woman called Christabel, but she messes with his heart and pretends to love him some of the time, but not others. He wants to kill himself, even though his death will make her sad.
My heart throbs as I put pen to paper,
Burning with morbidity,
A raven’s wing upon the snow,
Avert your eyes, sweet one,
For none but the raven can mar your beauty,
Sleep sweet, dearest,
For when you awake I will be here no more,
I will fall for your love,
You cut me and I bleed,
Rivers of cherries you can’t help but love,
Blossom from a tree,
Even through the winter months ,
For you,
O sweet Christabel,
Share with me your love,
For I am but a dead poet,
Who failed to write an ending to each of his words.
Forgive me.
Yar-hah your poem is lovely. Very romantic. I know it talks about death, but its a really authentic twist to the standard happily ever after romances that most writers go on about. Good job!
PS NOOO you got a higher mark than me on the Romeo and Juliet essay!