Crush Poems

Crush poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of crush poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on crush are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Crush

Crush short poem

The dark circles may have been privy to your succumbence before an inorderly resonance.. you might have longed for his nights to brush your eye lids darker.. every morning was a story sketched in your eyes, every day were you

My First Crush

My First Crush short poem

I sit there alone on the stone bench, Under the tree, blowing off the dust. I breathe the scent of the spring, As I talk to the aged surfaces. I have grown old, but I still feel her. The sneak-peek

Crush

Crush short poem

A lovely day With a bit sun ray, Green area with tree Corner full of bee, Roaming to collect honey. Nothing felt well When my pocket is out of money. Felt so sad But not so bad. Went on the

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The Unsaid

The Unsaid short poem

It was when feelings unfurled And the heart opened wide Down poured a gush Of all that was once untold Tickles from within Brought out the smile, never so shy Tears filled in the eyes Which never wished to cry

Still Don’t Know When

Still Don’t Know When short poem

Wow! And then I took a deep breath As I reduced the radius between myself and the Garden of Eden I could for the second time See the multitude watch my heart Beat in front of them That wuss character

You All Are So Stubborn

You All Are So Stubborn short poem

Haven’t I told you my eyes, To refrain yourself from searching for her everyday? You captured every laugh and every smiles with each blink, Still strive to have a glimpse! Haven’t you heard me my ears, When I told you

I See You There

I See You There long poem

I see you there across the room with sly winks and secrete smirks. I see your halo invisibly hanging over your head – disguising the yearn for me at the core of your heart. I see you there across the

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Sonnet on Love

Sonnet on Love sonnet poems

As I rest and listen to this love song Oh! what a pleasant melody it brings Like a scented rose this season of spring! This love that I kept in heart for so long Since I have known her in

Under The Blanket

Under The Blanket long poem

O ! Colors, the pretty muses … Come and join me – The Color of nothingness, – An empty canvas, Fit for painting To the will of thy art ! O ! Rays, the gliding fairies Advance and adorn me

The Simple Life,the Easy Life

The Simple Life,the Easy Life prose poem

Wake up in the morning with no stress,feeling love in excess even forgot my address forget all the bad of men with no regrets turn around on my bed touch my woman and compliment her nightdress touching her hips and

Don’t Go Sweetheart

Don’t Go Sweetheart ode

Tonight, a night under a blue moon, still alive, not dead, let me read, all unread, let me write, all unwritten, let me see, all unseen, let me show, shown not ye, let me do, done not yet, let me

Do Not Listen To The Moon

Do Not Listen To The Moon prose poem

Do not listen to the moon, child He’ll whisper only nonsense in your ear And fill your head with silly notions But not a word of substance, not one ounce of truth So mind me, child and do not listen

Nostalgic Memories

Nostalgic Memories short poem

Singing about twinkle of the stars, Asking the black sheep for wool, Reading about spider making webs, I wish those days could come back again. In middle school had the first crush, When she would come around I would blush,

A Collection

A Collection long poem

I’ m kohl dark, darker than darkness, my skin, coarse and dirty, disturbs you. but you say dark is beautiful! you are “correct”! although I smile, it’s painful. And you get up and go the moment I sit next to

The Cherry Tree

The Cherry Tree long poem

There was a Cherry Tree, In our house at Number Three; It was a variety from Singapore, Presented by a friend, now no more. On the western side of our house, To be away from the straying cows; It was

Never Again

Never Again long poem

One will not Get it again ; that wonderful childhood those romantic teenage Days as a prospective Bride Groom Dating with yet to be Bride days spent on those fairy Honeymoon Keeping the toddler on lap and enjoying every moment

Let Us…

Let Us... short poem

The fanatics are but a handful Let them not hold myriads in a fistful Let them not desecrate our realms Let not their tentacles crush us The fanatics are but a handful Let us defeat them in their demented schemes

Anticipating Transition

Anticipating Transition short poem

I’m meditating in a Boise coffee shop because I’m not writing well my thoughts are a smeary slide full of animalcules contained, self-important images that could fit into a list-poem full of suggestions that dares the reader to link meanings

A So Called Rich Man’s Best Friend

A So Called Rich Man’s Best Friend long poem

Gingerbread, Jellybean and KitKat with tiny sims, Safely secured in everyone’s pocket like magical plastics ; We carelessly treasure these gags, As if we could preserve them; For an entire life it seems. Our helpless youth’s every moment, Is glued

The Appointment

The Appointment long poem

Naked in shade, feet tough as alligators even to the steel-belted shreds flicking at weed-tips, the male body knows little peace: it is either a machine for cocking and throwing, heaving emblem of a beast or a tub of sourdough

Awakening

Awakening short poem

My wife gasps in pain there’s a dog running toward us down the highway median traffic is lurching the sun sits a dog’s head above the southern horizon Thanksgiving is tomorrow we have to turn time into distance the car

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas short poem

Mellow wintry wind starts to blow. From the corner of the sky there is a pinkish glow. A fluttering and dancing rose smiles at the sky. In such ways Lord Jesus opens His eyes. Pink rays of happiness wrap old

Don’t Call Me Your Mother

She used to tell me Right from wrong, Don’t call me your mother I never listened to her; I made her go crazy Don’t call me you mother Until the day she was disappointed. She said to me, Don’t call

I know love

I know love short poem

Take me out and cut me into tiny pieces and let them be strewn all over the place, ’cause I feel torn.. Take out my heart and carve in it the choicest of blasphemy, ’cause I don’t know peace.. Shear

Roar!

Roar! long poem

Dear O dear! How you have not sunk your fangs Deep into the steely arms of the tyrant – he laughs at you! How your teeth have eroded and are now blunt and brittle – They can barely crush bones

Summer

Summer prose poem

With sticks and stones, to pass our time, we roamed the countryside. Like our mouths, the earth was dry. The sun poured down on our joy ride. Summer holidays always bruised my ankles and my knees. Once it gave me

Modern Man

Modern Man long poem

He’s a very famous actor who married an ordinary woman and while he spends his days honing his body for the kind of violent pornography they pay him to discharge, learning to compress his abdomen to crush walnuts spit out

Oblivion

Oblivion long poem

This face that I lift in my palms so carefully, as if it is grains of sand, shall someday slip through my fingers, as if it is grains of sand. but, for a moment, let me forget. this face that

Like Gold

Like Gold short poem

The man of her life treats her like gold, So she cries Because she knows Her secrets would break him inside And would crush his soul, So to protect him she lies As her secrets are something that she holds

Love

Love short poem

Love carries a natural gust. Always fulfils souls’ thirst. Sees nothing but completion, Brings forth, that is hidden. Oh! It does, it does… Love knows no limits. It exists beyond infinite. It obeys no rules. It never makes one a

Because I Am Addicted To You

Because I Am Addicted To You prose poem

Long ago When you mesmerized me by your delightful breathtaking figure I realized first time how close I was to scenic beauty I was infatuated with you by intoxicating smell of your body You would always carry mellowness in your

The Unsung Song

The Unsung Song long poem

Like a moth inside the cocoon, Waiting to kiss the bright sun, Growing its wings in silence, Slowly losing its innocence. The girl next to me seems pretty, My talks to her sweet and witty, I learned a new word

*impact

*impact short poem

Turns me on I will write a poem. Delirious moon had picked me up from under the skin. The safety pin was broken, now a crowd will disrobe me. Everytime when my pain makes you cry oranges are not meant

A Day

A Day short poem

Oh just playing We were just so simple But developments occur Astonishment was trembling Much noise Laughing and arguing Oh a day I call it a day of remembrance Meeting new people All things changed Never knew about it It

True Love Is Immortal

True Love Is Immortal prose poem

I still remember when we met first time on the beautiful sea-shore I was so fascinated by your sweet voice and cute gestures as if I had been devoured by your soul and suddenly I was drowning in a torrid

The Refugee

The Refugee long poem

Airliners fell fat like poisoned bumble bees breasting their way into parking lots and highways plowing up concrete furrows tipped with shiny and jagged vehicles trimmed in flame I wake in a light sweat to a fluxuating grumble wondering at

These Walls

These Walls prose poem

They’re always closing in. These walls seem to have sick minds of their own as they begin to crush me. I am one thing here. I am one person here. What I want is not most very important, dear. But

A Page From The Diary Of A Broken Heart

A Page From The Diary Of A Broken Heart short poem

The heart that refused to beat ever again, broke mine. I know now I have been heart broken only once No it was not low scores in a test Not a crush ignoring me A guy two timing No it

Had It Been So

Had It Been So prose poem

Had it been so that I had the wings of fire, Or If I were a true born human, Or I were powerful even as a devil, Or had I been able to read the mind Of good and evil

My Moonlight

My Moonlight short poem

I didn’t use to gaze at the moon, Never I did till few weeks back, It was a clear sky, when she shined, So bright than rest of the stars, Flaws seem to be a part but, Looked so magnificent

I Am A Blade Of Grass

I Am A Blade Of Grass short poem

I am a blade of grass, Green from inside out, I am a small fragile life. The relentless scorching sun sucks every bit of life from me, The rains drench me from root to leaf; The wild animals crush me

You Can’t Steal A Man’s Thunder

You Can’t Steal A Man’s Thunder long poem

Did I ever tell you of that time I watched You skinny dipping in Wauconda bay… The moon was full and bright, nothing was Hidden outta sight…I swore someday Somehow in this lifetime I would make You mine… Well and

Land Of The Extremophiles

Land Of The Extremophiles short poem

Every night an invasion to test the faith of the hardiest when you are used to austere bounty carbon dioxide in its capricious plumes scouring dry bedsheets while predator mites squabble over their beloved altar bread fallen from the shanks