Love Lost Poetry Quotes

#1. tread carefully
into my life, my dear.

the currents
are strong.

you will get lost
in this
warm ocean
of my skin.

Sanober Khan

#2. The things you let go will someday teach you how to fly.

Jenim Dibie

#3. I die a little everyday, in trying to revive what I lost yesterday!

Jasleen Kaur Gumber

#4. Broken.
As I search for hope,
In the same eyes
I lost it.

Jessica Kristie

#5. But some nights, I must tell you,
I go down there after everyone has fallen asleep.
I swim back and forth in the echoing blackness.
I sing a love song as well as I can,
lost for a while in the home of the rain.

Billy Collins

#6. Some say; "Poetry is what gets lost in translation!"
In this sense, my life is a bitter poem. But that is the force of nature.
I already changed it to my alternative order: "Poetry must find ways of breaking distance.

Fereidoon Yazdi

#7. Once upon a time
I fell in love
Lost myself
And find another one.

Arzum Uzun

#8. I didn't want to sing.
I wanted to be music.

Jenim Dibie

#9. Stephen kissed me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed at all.
Stephen's kiss was lost in jest,
Robin's lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin's eyes
Haunts me night and day.

Sara Teasdale

#10. You and I
will be
lost and found
a thousand times
along this
cobbled
road of us.

Atticus Poetry

#11. Poetry is a storm asking peace to dance with her.

Jenim Dibie

#12. The hell in your soul will always find heaven in mine.

Jenim Dibie

#13. I couldn't tell fact from fiction,
Or if the dream was true
My only sure prediction
In this world was you.
I'd touch your features inchly. Beard love and dared the cost, The sented spiel reeled me unreal And I found my senses lost.

Maya Angelou

#14. Once we were in love,
So I know it's true, the saying:
True love never ends
For as much as I loved you when we were sweethearts, I love you even more
Now that we are friends

Karen E. Quinones Miller

#15. I think of New York City lost in stars
forgotten as a blue haired pet of childhood love
Tonight the night is full;

Gregory Corso

#16. Come lie beside me again and understand - the others can show by actions, but I alone will immortalize you in words ...

John Geddes

#17. My friend, you thought you lost Him;
that all your life you've been separated from Him.
Filled with wonder, you've always looked outside for Him,
and haven't searched within your own house.

Rumi

#18. I'm happy to stick with my persona. There are themes of love lost and love regained, but the main themes of all poems are basically love and death, and that seems to be the message of poetry.

Billy Collins

#19. Love me
get lost in me
but beware
side effects include
a lot of shivering, baby
a lot of drinking, maybe
a lot of sinking, baby

Casey Renee Kiser

#20. The stars, like the hollow eyes of a god forgotten, marry the sadness of the exhausted hour and inspire a little chaos, a little gentleness, to those below.

I look up at the sky and see everything I've ever lost,
waiting for me.

Marlen Komar

#21. I will find once again the light of your beauty - your colored windows in the night ...

John Geddes

#22. A girl whose name is Love
Is lost.
Simple, beautiful,
She is lost.

Shiv Kumar Batalvi

#23. My mind: a thousand hungry daughters,
my harlot heritage.

Marbles: lost, no rescue search.

Your heart: blooming thorns,
and a stolen grocery cart.

Virginia Petrucci

#24. From all my dreams where you felt everlasting
to all my clothes your words used to wear,
to the old end, to the new beginning,
you have lost me everywhere.

Khadija Rupa

#25. I am grown old, and have possibly lost a great deal of that fire, which formerly made me love fire in others at any rate, and however attended with smoke: but now I must have all sense, and cannot, for the sake of five righteous lines, forgive a thousand absurd ones.

Lord Chesterfield

#26. Bells ringing with no sound
Laughter with no voice
Happiness lost without being found
Making love with no noise

T. Grassan

#27. All's taken away: my love and my power.
The body, thrown into city it hates,
Finds no joy in the sunlight. With every hour
The blood grows colder in my veins.

Anna Akhmatova

#28. And now I am the way she walks, and now I am the way he smiles. I am the wind that blows and now I am the sun that shines. I am the laughter in your voice, I am the sadness of your soul. And now I am the careless wind and now I flow like the lost river.

Preeti Bhonsle