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Valentine’s Day Poem

Categories: Creative Writing Prompts Tags: Brian Klems, online editor blog.

Write a Valentine’s Day poem of no more than 20 lines about spending a Valentine’s Day all by yourself. The only rules are that it must rhyme and the final line of the poem must include the title of your favorite song.

Post your response (500 words or fewer) in the comments below.

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107 Responses to Valentine’s Day Poem

  1. DERP TO THE MAX says:

    I’d like to say
    I think of you every day
    like the homework that was due
    couldn’t it have been you?

    your smile is perfect
    but the image is wrecked
    by the girl with the healed heart
    so we are apart.

    no one thinks of me now,
    just that desperate girl that can allow
    her heart to be broken
    I am yet unspoken.

    So alone I am
    trying not to give a dam
    but it’s hard
    I’m scarred.

    That flower you gave me in second grade?
    I put in my drawer and its stayed.
    but it is still as red as blood,
    why am I such a dud?

    My tale will probably go unsaid
    don’t worry my hearts already fled,
    the void
    is it wrong to feel loyed?

    stay forever
    I don’t care that you will never
    love me
    I will always be in tow
    How do I get up from this all time low?

  2. Melanie Goodwin says:

    Every year there’s this special day
    To most people it’s just a lovely sweet holiday
    When couples spend their times together
    And make pinky promises, how ‘us’ will be forever

    To me, things are totally different
    To me, Valentine’s more reminiscent
    About how we thought love was child’s play
    Gosh, how in a second things turned into gray

    He told me that ‘we’ should start
    In return I gave him a piece of my heart
    For months we held each others hands
    And then we split like some indie bands

    I may be wrong to end it on our anniversary
    But he’s totally wrong for making our relationship, oh so dreary
    That was what happened two years ago
    Now all I need is to let things flow

    I’ve decided that every fourteen of February
    I’ll sit at my room, not in mood of a love story
    Happy I’ll be with a delectable strawberry smoothie
    Viewing out the window and gazing beyond the sea

    (Beyond The Sea : Frank Sinatra)

  3. DrGruesome says:

    I see you everyday in the hall.
    Everyday, you’re shoved into a wall.

    No one knows your story,
    because at some parts it’s a bit… Gory.

    Me on the other hand,
    I know you like you know your favorite band.

    You don’t know who I am,
    Be happy you don’t, for I’m not all that, “Bam!”

    Your eyes are swallowing me.
    No, I’m serious, they’re pretty.

    You hate yourself and in all reality, I don’t know why.
    I think all you need is someone to smile and say, “Hi.”

    People think you’re some ‘demon’.
    But really, you’re just afraid to let people in.

    They refuse to get to know you. At will.
    And I think that’s why you pretend to be ill.

    You, lovely, are a beautiful piece of art.
    My question is, can you feel my heart?

    [Can You Feel My Heart - Bring Me The Horion]

  4. iamjscott says:

    I wait for the day I bump into you,
    the moment my heart heals from black and blue,
    the time when I’ll reach for you to pull me close,
    the day you’ll save me from a lust overdose.

    I pray you soon find me in this colorful sea,
    tirelessly bound with antiquity,
    where I long for a place our souls can be free,
    a place I might fade into you, and you into me.

    Until then, I’ll honor you with each and every breath,
    and brave this dark day, though it seems there’s nothing left,
    I’ll guard my loins, my love, for only you’ll be enough,
    how I long for the day you’ll say, “Got to give it up”

    (lol, I couldn’t creatively insert that song at all!)
    Got to Give it Up – Marvin Gaye

  5. tmcasler says:

    Roses already drooping, leaning slowly towards the ground
    My love already leaving, I pray he turns around
    Such a lovely evening, shattered, broken, gone
    Such an ugly feeling, alone awaiting dawn
    Left alone to wonder, “Where did I go wrong?”
    It wasn’t always like this; I use to be so strong
    Afraid of being abandoned, I built the walls up high
    But now it seems those walls, have made him say goodbye
    Simply couldn’t do it, meet his one request
    From the sound silence, he took a measured guess
    A pregnant pause where three words should have been
    Could only mean my walls had betrayed me once again
    Utterly alone, I fear I may have found
    Myself a victim to The Consequence of Sound

    (Consequence of Sound – Regina Spektor)

  6. nelleg says:

    Far off Valentine

    My friends all are glowing and sprite
    While I all I want is to start a fight

    Why must we have a day with this crap?
    Cards, flowers and sentimental sap

    What is that annoying noise I hear
    Then I realize that my phone’s ringing with cheer

    I pick up and the voice says to me
    “Happy Valentine’s my darling!”

    Tears fill my eyes and more
    How did he call me from a war?

    “I miss you so much dear
    I can’t believe it’s your voice that I hear.”

    He answers back in his sexy voice
    “Baby, I really had no choice.

    I couldn’t stand for you to be all alone
    I knew that I must phone.”

    He then tells me tune the radio to 97.3
    Then I hear our song Lean On Me.

  7. shaykwiat says:

    CUPID’S CLOWN

    Chocolate, wine, and roses red
    Satin sheets upon my bed
    Romantic dim lit candle light
    Again, alone, on such a night.

    Laughter comes from all around
    Here I sit like such a clown
    I’ve almost gotten through this day
    Tomorrow I won’t know what to say.

    Lonely is as lonely does
    Though all around me smile and buzz
    I smile as well, but not my eyes
    I’ve known those lips, I’ve known those lies.

    Oh well, I know it’s just one day
    I suppose after all, I’ll be OK
    Because you know I have my pride
    I don’t need anyone by my side.

    So, wine and chocolate just for me
    I’ll find an interesting book to read
    I hate the sound of turtledoves
    I’m comfortable with this FROZEN LOVE.
    –by Shayla Kwiatkowski
    amazon.com/author/shaylakwiatkowski
    shaylakwiatkowski.blogspot.com

  8. mamafacc says:

    Only you
    For this half century past
    With only you
    Could I have shared such love to last.

    Only you are the missing piece tonight.
    I pace a house of echoes, spurn our empty bed
    That crouches like a viper lurking in the dusk
    As the clock ticks across my eternity of dread.

    Across town I envision another woman’s hands.
    She strokes and soothes as I cannot
    Until this endless night inches toward the light
    On this hollow eve of your broken heart.

    Throughout this fabled night of love
    May it beat steady and keep you safe, my soul,
    I pray upon the legendary cupid’s dawn.
    Fate will return you to me intact, alert, and whole.

    Then when the healers’ gates creak wide
    And I can fly past your curtain wall
    Let me find safe behind your tubes and wires
    My most sought Valentine, “Only You,” of all.

  9. Novic says:

    Word on the road
    it’s valentine’s day
    why am i on my tod
    my waste bucket devoid of crushed gift wrapps
    so i guess no special gift for me
    might as well take naps
    while love birds make use of the key
    it’s twilight still my door bell is mute
    so special delivery
    my valentin’s day was kinda cute
    to many ‘t was a beautiful 14 febuary!
    *poetry is anything but my thing*

  10. ellejae says:

    Getting What I Settled For..

    My hair, my nails, I’m all dolled up
    Just for this special day
    Lookin’ good, smellin’ good
    as granny used to say

    It’s been so long since he’s been gone
    I barely keep my cool
    Time goes by, no call, no text
    I might be V-Day’s fool

    The last time that we embraced as one
    I held him oh so dear
    Caressed his face in my hand
    and begged him to stay near

    It’s 10pm, and way past six
    A playlist fav’ would help
    Back here again, he didn’t show
    I queued “Encourage Yourself”

  11. Mary says:

    Time to Play

    I sat there alone
    In a deep look away
    This disgusting Valentine’s Day

    The sun seemed brighter
    And the birds chirped
    They flew higher and higher
    At the top they perched

    Everyone was loved
    All but me
    A little boy passed and shoved
    Outside, I could see

    But I am not alone
    This very foul day
    Nails purple shone
    They’ve come to play

    Hand down my pants
    It’s always fun
    My arousing chants
    Help me feel Numb

  12. Jerri says:

    Alone this day,
    This Valentine’s Day;
    My lover, my love,
    Is so far away.

    I think back to the night
    When I was holding you tight ,
    When all was so right –
    On that hot August night

  13. ngayari says:

    Based on a true incident :P

    It was Valentine’s Day
    But you were hours of flight away
    I was returning from work
    And the shops and streets were gay
    My phone jarred a sombre ring
    I thought it was a client from Wyoming
    I took the call, said hello … hello
    “Can you hear me?” I heard
    It sounded sweet and mellow
    “Is it you, Joy?” I chirped, a merry bird
    Silence on the other side I heard
    “Why, you don’t remember my voice?”
    It said, “In his name you still rejoice.”
    I am Sam, by the way
    And I just called to wish you
    Baby, a happy Valentine’s Day

  14. Valentines day once again.
    Still I feel like a fat old hen.

    I used to be loved by a man.
    Now I eat corn, from a can.

    Life took it’s toll on me you see.
    It’s hard getting old, I can’t control my pee.

    Some bon bons would be nice.
    Instead, I’m lucky if I have some rice.

    Poetry is not my thing.
    I liked my life better when I wore a ring.

    My husband of years, left me for another.
    I was once his only lover.

    I kept some of his ties.
    Now I cry and listen to ‘Alibis’

    Alibis by Tracy Lawrence

  15. Womble says:

    It’s not my first Valentine’s Day alone
    Nor will it be my last
    Don’t mind spending it on my own
    I’m actually having a blast.

    A nice bottle of red
    And some mac and cheese
    No regret that I’m unwed
    Though I wouldn’t mind some birds and bees.

    Slippers on my feet
    And my pj’s are on
    And my Valentine’s Day treat
    Enjoying ‘Hits from the bong’.

    (Hits from the bong – Cypress Hill)

  16. mgkm60 says:

    Alone with my hearts
    Memories float into now
    Only “Once In A While.”

  17. G_Sharpe says:

    The day that most show their love,
    I sit alone in torment.
    The shadow of a broken heart,
    Sits as my adornment.

    I pretend it doesn’t matter,
    But that is not the truth.
    This is the detriment of my life,
    The curse of my youth.

    I have lost my valentine,
    My heart has roamed away.
    Where are you o’ love of mine?
    You must have gone astray.

    You are a wicked person,
    Let me count the ways.
    To leave me alone and standing here
    On this day of all days.

    Whether to love or hate this day,
    My thoughts within are torn.
    The one thing I have learned,
    Is every rose has its thorn.

  18. arbed says:

    Wrote a Valentine poem yesterday, posted comment, and don’t view display. Is there a waiting period for review? Thanks.

  19. Monica Lewis says:

    Table for “One” by U2

    “You certainly are attached to a phrase you don’t recall,”
    he said flippantly, without a pause at all.
    Through the dirty window panes,fiercely shines the sun,
    we could say this relationship is a day closer to done.

    I put pork chops in the pan,
    slowly pour the wine,
    I’ve made a romantic dinner, and I claim it
    all as mine.
    I don’t want to split dessert,
    I take the last crumb from the plate.
    I’ve cooked, eaten and picked up,
    all that’s missing is the hate.

    Rhyming Valentine’s day couplets, are nestled in the past.
    I’m only “one” and happily, I exhale a breath at last.

  20. anotherpoet says:

    A Romantic Night with Clint Eastwood

    It’s almost midnight and Evelyn asks Dave to “Play
    Misty For Me” through a rotary phone on T.V.
    while I stare from my couch at Dave’s kind eyes
    (as kind as Clint Eastwood can manage)
    and wonder if he knows that record
    he placed under the needle
    comes with a woman who wields scissors
    and a personality.
    I think on this fine Thursday
    if it’s possible for me to feel otherwise
    that it’s better to know no one
    than to wake up and find a woman
    who hovers over me with a knife
    and says she loves me.
    The white knuckles, like teeth
    grinning on the hand that drives
    the blade through the air,
    would help me realize
    the only Guarantee in life
    is a life worth dying for.

  21. CharlieGirl77 says:

    Reminders surround me
    Silly memories of you
    Not just today
    But every other day too

    I see women with roses
    Some get teddy bears
    Heart shaped boxes of sweets
    Today he shows her he cares

    You never forgot
    Not one single time
    To pick out a card
    And write a sweet line

    I miss you today
    As I do every other
    And I ask God, please, why
    Could you not take another?

    A cold winter day
    Turns to cold winter night
    And the “Weakness in Me”
    Aches strong to hold you tight

    • arbed says:

      Everything Came Out Okay
      I’m laying here in bed
      With Valentine’s Day playing through my head
      There;s a needle stuck in my arm
      And voices all around
      Wheeled pushed through the double doors
      Blood pressure cuff placed way below my drawers
      Hope that blood pressure isn’t right
      I’m just feeling nervous I’ll be alright
      Its 220/110 hypertension feels the air
      White stuff jammed in my IV port
      Michael Jackson has nothing on me
      As I close my eyes
      Then wake up in another room
      Abdominal cramps and gas blowing boom boom
      Here’s apple juice for your delight
      Get dressed the doctor will see you soon
      My husband sits with me in silence
      To hear the final verdict
      Door opens wide then closes silent
      The man in white has arrived
      There’s one large hemorrhoid baring traffic
      The scope was stuck in your sigmoid colon
      Recommend increasing your diet to high fiber
      Water, probiotics, Align for good digestion to flow lighter
      With that I smiled and stood up proud
      Airways open and stomach growls
      Would have spent the day alone
      But driver took me to breakfast then made love to me at last at home

  22. swatchcat says:

    A league together as one,
    Striving to score the perfect run,
    Strikes are what we want,
    But one is better than one,
    Spares pickup the lost,
    The lanes they never cross,
    Balls thunder and pins crack,
    The team will always keep its pact.

    Daughter’s team at high school bowling championship,
    In WA,and winning,and just thought of this

  23. Karen says:

    Spending Valentine’s Day alone
    Is way, w-a-a-a-y too overblown

    Think of ways to nurture yourself and
    Don’t for a moment put you on a shelf

    Flowers, candy, and maybe a spa
    Or a hot bath with candles,
    Just lay back and say “Ahh”

    Maybe a relaxing manicure and pedicure
    Some wonderfully nurturing treats for sure

    How do I love me?
    Let me count the ways…
    Meanwhile, I’ll take Whitney’s advice in
    “One of those Days”.

  24. RyxxO says:

    I’ve never had a Valentine
    Never really called someone mine
    I tend to blink and before I know it the days gone by
    Not this year, because I’ve found my guy

    My guy is me
    Pampered I will be
    I’m going to treat myself to it all
    Today’s for me to feel proud and tall

    Chocolates, Fresh flowers, Wine and a beautifully made dinner
    My how good I am to me, I sure do feel like a winner
    Who better to treat than myself tonight
    Valentines day never felt so right

    I binge, I splurge, regrets I have none
    I know people say today is a day to feel closer to someone
    But I don’t need a hug, I don’t need a kiss
    Because I’ve never felt Closer Than This

    Closer Than This by St. Lucia

  25. nines says:

    Roses are red, and like every other year
    Valentine’s Day finds me nursing a beer.
    Cheeseburger in my hands, crass comedy on TV
    while all the little lovebirds sit swooning in a tree.
    Feet on the coffee table, sitting naked on the couch
    No need to look good when I can stay home and slouch
    Maybe someday I’ll meet someone and go out like I should
    But not this year, ‘cause I’m feelin’ way too damn good

  26. dabbins says:

    It was true that I was alone,
    Sad and brooding and drunk to the bone,
    Modest Mouse and other bands gave me my only comfort,
    I filled in the rest of the empty space with snack foods from the cupboard.
    I thought about my best friend spending the night with his gal,
    About his other friend who had a crush on him in So. Cal,
    I started to wonder why no one had a crush on me,
    I wondered so much, I had to eventually take a big pee.
    It was a Saturday, I should have have been out and about,
    Though there would be lines and plenty to be envious of no doubt,
    So I hunkered down and played on my computer,
    I played WoW for a time and let myself believe things were simpler.
    Ah, how my heart ached that Valentine’s Day,
    I was too shy to try to go out and have fun and play,
    The one true thing that was a real redeeming factor,
    Was how looping Ocean Breathes Salty made me think and brought on genuine laughter.

  27. chait4me says:

    Another Valentine’s Day

    How often I’ve sat on Valentine’s Day.
    Hoping and praying for a card or bouquet.

    The dream of a love, and the pain of regret.
    A path not taken and no safety net.

    My heart still broken, as in an old love song.
    To know I was wrong, and he’s forever gone.

    Each year alone, yet each day I pray.
    He’ll return again and choose to stay.

    As he held my hand and I looked in his eyes.
    His words were commanding, but were they lies?

    The fear of the unknown, the unrest, and unclear.
    Caused a decision that lost my love so dear.

    My life full of reruns of choices I’ve made
    My dreams of love, with time betrayed.

    A Valentine’s Day alone with my tears.
    As I listen to the song, ‘A Thousand Years’.

  28. catbr says:

    Another year’s gone by
    In my lonely life.
    See the chocolates and flowers
    In the store, don’t cry.

    It’s been two long years
    Since you’ve left me.
    I talk to the children
    But still have the fears.

    One day lingers into another
    With a loud deafening silence.
    There’s nothing to do and nothing to see
    With no significant other.

    Valentines gone by with you were the best
    Even just sitting at home.
    I know now that I took them for granted
    Most people don’t know when they’re blessed.

    Looking up at the stars through the muddy
    Darkened memory of that fatal last day
    I whisper and I pray
    Help, me dear Lord, I need somebody.

  29. Harriet Berg says:

    Alone I’m Not

    I suppose I should be feeling very down.
    After all, I have no dancing gown.
    I should be reflecting the blackness this night
    And feel bad for myself with all my might.
    But try as I may and sometimes do,
    It’s not often I’m really, really blue.
    Alone again this Valentine’s Day,
    I know he’s near, not far away.
    And I know where my lover will be
    When at long last again his face I will see.
    For it was his time, his work was done here.
    He’ll always be my love, forever dear.
    And until the time I walk that pathway,
    My Lord’s “Amazing Grace” sustains me each day.

  30. Harriet Berg says:

    Valentine’s Day Alone

    It’s Valentine’s Day and I’m all alone

    No lovers to meet, no stories to hone.

    I think of days that used to be

    Filled with love and lots of glee.

    Passion and romance filled the air.

    Now I feel my life is bare.

    So much love has filled my heart.

    A blessed woman I was right from the start.

    But now they’ve gone each away.

    Each has found another way.

    No roses, no candy, nothing for me

    For I’m alone tonight you see.

    I think of his now absent touch

    And the words of “Remember When” so very much.

  31. MCKEVIN says:

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    • swatchcat says:

      Short stories have no set length. In terms of word count there is no official demarcation between an anecdote, a short story, and a novel. Rather, the form’s parameters are given by the rhetorical and practical context in which a given story is produced and considered, so that what constitutes a short story may differ between genres, countries, eras, and commentators.

      Cuddon, J. A. (1999). The Penguin Dictionary of Literary Terms and Literary Theory (3rd ed.). London: Penguin. pp. 864.

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  32. swatchcat says:

    I can see you
    I can see you
    Your melancholy sways
    Your special radical way

    I can see you
    I can see you
    But I must leave you
    You’re a danger this way

    I can see you
    I can see you
    How can I spend this day
    In despair and decay
    I would just fade away

    I can see you
    And I need you
    You’re an anchor in my bay
    You light up my life
    You light up my day

  33. Jeanie Y says:

    I search across the chasm deep,
    I catch you gazing back,
    You look away, then disappear,
    Our sad game right on track,
    Thinking back, far long ago,
    We stood here side by side,
    Still wondering how we ended here,
    How we dug this deep divide.
    I look into the mirror,
    And your face begins to fade,
    I picture a baton in hand,
    As I lead the long parade,
    The people gather, our masses swell,
    As we amble past the church steeple,
    Shuffling down the silent road,
    All the Lonely People…

  34. Sycamore says:

    On February 12 he cheated on me;
    The next day I planned my revenge carefully.
    The day after that I booked a short cruise;
    On board was the TNT–but I held the fuse.
    So with a smile on my face on Valentine’s Day
    I’m sitting (by myself) on the dock of the bay.

  35. Sycamore says:

    On February 12 he cheated on me;
    The next day I planned my revenge carefully.
    The day after that I booked a short cruise;
    On board was the TNT–but I held the fuse.
    So with a smile on my face on Valentine’s Day
    I’m sitting (by myself) on the dock on the bay.

  36. Angie says:

    Sitting in my favorite chair,
    Not worried that I haven’t combed my hair.
    It’s Valentine’s Day–the day for romance.
    I am alone and that’s okay.
    I still believe some day
    My prince will come.
    And then romantic love will have a chance.
    For today, the source of love in my life sincerely cares.
    The self-love I have is large enough to share
    Moments large or small,
    I am content knowing I do have it all.
    Tonight I’ll pull out my blanket and sappy chick flicks
    That always makes me weep,
    And at the end of the night, I will sing a loud chorus of
    I will survive and then peacefully fall asleep.

  37. dfilocha says:

    “Distant Love”

    Here I sit, I’ve admitted,
    This space is void and infinite,
    A victim of distance here unrequited,
    yet this distance is merely physical,
    and bond is spiritual,

    So here I watch, the serene lovers,
    the physicality of flowers and chocolates,
    and how I pity how they smother,
    for fear of loneliness their heart bemoans,
    I am alone but not alone.

  38. kdfcars10 says:

    This day we celebrate love
    in shades of red, white and pink
    picking chocolates, candy hearts and flowers
    and filling cards with ink

    Valentine’s Day should be fun
    in sweet remembrance and joys
    loving each other in tender ways
    with romantic little toys

    Instead my heart is heavy
    and longing haunts my dreams;
    Heaven is your home this day –
    loneliness makes me scream

    Can my life truly go on
    When this normal is so strange
    Will a heavy heart fill each day
    without You and I to old age

  39. jlv206 says:

    Valentine’s Day Mourning

    My Love is a million miles away

    I never thought it would end this way

    He promised to stay but kept running away

    And now I stand a million miles away

    I tried and tried sure there was another way

    I vowed I would stay until I found a way

    But my love scorned me and tuned away

    And again here I stand, a million miles away

    My heart threatens to stop if he continues this way

    He pledges his love but then takes it away

    I awake with the hope that he will accept it today

    But I look in his eyes and he’s a million miles away

    I rejoice in his sweet embrace today

    If only we could remain this way!

    The nectar of his kisses takes me away

    I’m here in this bed yet a million miles away

    He swears that it will be different today

    I watch as the wind takes his words away

    With a heavy heart I awake from this dream today

    The song in my head echoes away “It ain’t me babe”, “It ain’t me babe”

  40. PressOn says:

    LOOKING OUT OVER CORK HARBOUR

    On this day you are present, unseen;
    a fond memory, caught in between
    my despair and the joy
    that we used to deploy.
    How I wish you were here, my Eileen.

    • jlv206 says:

      Sent from my iPhone

      Valentine’s Day Mourning

      My Love is a million miles away

      I never thought it would end this way

      He promised to stay but kept running away

      And now I stand a million miles away

      I tried and tried sure there was another way

      I vowed I would stay until I found a way

      But my love scorned me and tuned away

      And again here I stand, a million miles away

      My heart threatens to stop if he continues this way

      He pledges his love but then takes it away

      I awake with the hope that he will accept it today

      But I look in his eyes and he’s a million miles away

      I rejoice in his sweet embrace today

      If only we would remain this way!

      The nectar of his kisses takes me away

      I’m here in this bed yet a million miles away

      He swears that it will be different today

      I watch as the wind takes his words away

      With a heavy heart I awake from this dream today

      The song in my head echoes away “It ain’t me babe”, “It ain’t me babe”

  41. tgilby says:

    Hi..I submitted one last night that’s still pending moderation..
    Thank you.

  42. handyman43127 says:

    WINTER ( Haiku)

    Snow falling from the branches
    Wind directs the path of its journey
    The branches are left bare.

  43. tgilby says:

    Ordinary people…John Legend
    Nothing special
    Is what I say about
    Heart shaped date
    On regular calendar 24 hours
    Still workaday and nothing special-
    Prices on menus go up and up
    On same old same old dishes
    who don new lipstick and get haircuts-
    couples into public displays of affections
    make me lose appetite and change direction
    get a room – it’s nothing special.
    Valentine becomes four letter word
    When you say it solo
    a pox on romance and roses
    Flowers today gone tomorrow
    The colors fade just as sure as my nose…
    So the fifteenth is tomorrow
    Back to normal back to earth
    That’s the hope of ordinary people..
    Nothing special
    I suppose…

  44. slayerdan says:

    Haiku for my love

    Poetry of love
    Not for me as the speakers
    Blast Angel of Death.

  45. handyman43127 says:

    RED MEMORY OF TEARS

    Flowers for you but my love runs cold.
    Memories of days gone bye
    Alone you haunt my day.
    I search to understand how you could have been so bold.

    Lovers, all could see,
    Friends for life.
    A match crafted in the stars
    Made especially for me.

    You chose our path with what you said.
    Forgetting our dreams,
    Forsaking our love.
    I see my tear, and you Paint It Red.

  46. MCKEVIN says:

    There was a Bear named Fish, he said he would grant me my one wish,
    I gave Bear my heart, right from the start, anticipating wedded bliss.
    There was a Fish named Bear, it was obvious, he really did care,
    Oh the strife, when he left his wife, a marriage long over, had become a nightmare.
    Yes, there was a wife named Rose, She couldn’t accept how life goes, I suppose.
    She couldn’t believe, that one day he’d leave, so she became aloof, and jumped off a roof.
    There is no doubt, she saw no other way out, She left behind, a valentine all mine.
    We pray until it hurt, we really want this to work.
    Families and kids were not feeling it, they blamed me as the culprit.
    I asked Bear to choose, not knowing if I’d lose, my perfect fit.
    I’ve always made it on my own, I’m a man used to being alone.
    Making a life leaves little time for play, you work at it even on Valentine’s Day
    Bear’s real name is Doug, he gives me his time, and the best hugs.
    Fish’s real name is Tracy, and I never thought Bear would leave his wife for me.
    I pinch myself and I am thankful every day, because I love the man
    I call Bear, and Aretha’s Franklin’s song Ain’t No Way

  47. snow4me says:

    The fourteenth day of February
    And I am getting a little wary
    I am always without a Valentine
    And I’m running out to time
    But who cares anyway
    It just any other day
    Although people like to say
    You’re throwing your life away
    Find someone, anyone will do
    But I just like to stew
    In memories of you
    Because I already know, boo
    I’ll never find Someone Like You

  48. Birdee0809 says:

    I came to this website to write

    But with poems I’m not so bright

    Still here I try

    And I might get by

    If you sympathize with my plight

    Valentine’s Day is sweet

    But this poem is lacking some meat

    With stories I kick butt

    But poems leave me stuck in a rut

    So all I can say is Wassup

  49. Hannah Rogers says:

    why isn’t my poem here?:(

  50. swatchcat says:

    What can I do
    I can’t stop thinking of you
    Your lips, your hair, your chest so bare
    I’m caught in the crossfire
    Between heaven and hell
    I want to be with you
    I promise, wont tell
    Please, please, I can’t stand to be alone
    Abandoned through the night
    Without your touch
    Just chilled to the bone
    I lay there in bed
    Moaning and screaming
    Caressing and squeezing
    Thrashing and bleeding
    Dreaming that you didn’t really leave me
    Touching myself the way you be needing
    Your baby’s cleaving, aching and heaving
    It’s orgasmic
    Radioactive (Imagine Dragon)

  51. slayerdan says:

    I have 5000 favorite songs, I just went with a song that fit the mood. Enjoy. (Billy Squiers The Stroke)
    Up for a jog, running through town
    Love is in the air, and lovers abound.
    Walking hand in hand, or joined at the hip
    Bastards are everywhere, cant give them the slip
    February brings valentines and arrow loving Cupid
    Money spent by the thousands, people so stupid
    This year I spend this day all alone
    No fair other to now call my own,
    All in all, it’s a fine fair trade
    I have Craiglslist if I just have to get laid
    With none of the problem, none of the hassle
    Have a short visit, then she’s out of my castle
    But if the house that Craig built offers me no poke
    Ill let my conscience fail me…and just do The Stroke

    HAPPY VD everyone.

  52. PressOn says:

    Thank you. I wondered whether anyone else would know that old song.

  53. Amy says:

    Arise- Flyleaf

    Flashes of pink and red,
    and candy hearts abound.
    The sweet, thick scent of roses
    sends me reeling to the ground.

    Fingers interlaced,
    sidelong smiles, shared in passing,
    sweet love’s cherished kiss
    amount to heart-brake, everlasting.

    My dearest Valentine,
    it would taste a lie to say
    I do not resent the past
    or feel your absence on this day.

    But bitterness is temporary
    and devastating sorrow
    will abate, in turn,
    for I will arise anew tomorrow.

  54. emoore17 says:

    The ring around my finger
    has all but stayed the years.
    They’ve come and gone
    moving on
    as I succumb to fears.

    ‘We can face this world together,”
    said my sweet, old Valentine.
    But it’s not my choice.
    In fact, this voice
    has spawned from mind and wine.

    My chair, my books, my cat, my God
    give me comfort no more.
    There’s nowhere to sleep,
    no soft place to weep
    for the Evelyn I so adore.

  55. lzinn says:

    I Will Survive – Gloria Gaynor

    I opened up my mailbox
    The darkness stared right back.
    Once again you had forgotten.
    You’ve always been a slack.

    Why this day should differ
    From any of the rest…
    I thought you’d be my Valentine
    You’ve bombed another test.

    I gathered what you’d left behind –
    Your clothes, your books, your nook,
    Your toothbrush and your shaving kit
    And pictures that we took.

    I threw your godforsaken crap
    Beneath your favorite tree
    I stuck a match and let it burn
    Then danced around with glee.

    As I watched it snap and smoke
    I finally felt alive
    I’d let you go and bid farewell
    I know I Will Survive.

  56. lzinn says:

    I Will Survive – Gloria Gaynor

    I opened up my mailbox
    The darkness stared right back.
    Once again you had forgotten.
    You’ve always been a slack.

    Why this day should differ
    From any of the rest…
    I thought you’d be my Valentine
    You’ve bombed another test.

    I gathered what you’d left behind –
    Your clothes, your books, your nook,
    Your toothbrush and your shaving kit
    And pictures that we took.

    I threw your godforsaken crap
    Beneath your favorite tree
    I stuck a match and let it burn
    Then danced around with glee.

    As I watched it snap and smoke
    I finally felt alive
    I’d let you go and bid farewell
    I know I Will Survive.

  57. swatchcat says:

    What can I do
    I can’t stop thinking of you
    Your lips, your hair, your chest so bare
    I’m caught in the crossfire
    Between heaven and hell
    I want to be with you
    I promise, wont tell
    Please, please, I can’t stand to be alone
    Abandoned through the night
    Without your touch
    Just chilled to the bone
    I lay there in bed
    Moaning and screaming
    Caressing and squeezing
    Thrashing and bleeding
    Dreaming that you didn’t really leave me
    Touching myself the way you be needing
    Your baby’s cleaving, aching and heaving
    It’s orgasmic
    Radioactive

    • swatchcat says:

      I am sorry for the repetitive entry, I thought I had done something wrong when they said my entry was “pending moderation”, I wasn’t sure if I had done something wrong, past transgressions and all. This must be new?

  58. Madhu22 says:

    What is this day,
    You celebrate,
    Called Valentine’s
    With roses and wine,

    I’ve spent alone, this oh-so-special day,
    Many a times, but I’m used to it this way,
    I watch the happy couples; At times, I’m cynical, why all this fuss,
    At times, I weep, I know not that love or lust,
    Then I wonder, what’s love? Does it fade away?
    Like the rose you gave your sweetheart last year, this day?

    And, I’ve learnt, it does not,
    That this day, can be forgot,
    For love is funny, it’s rich, it’s happy,
    It can be sad, a little soppy

    But, all in all,
    It’s more beautiful than the flower or dress hanging on the store-wall,
    And because of you, I no longer long for love,
    For it took ‘someone like you’ to show me love, my love.

  59. Cupid’s Day comes with nobody to share,
    Alone in my room I’m left to my own.
    Me, myself and I, so full of despair,
    I am the eye of a courting cyclone.

    Standing quite still as life swirls around me,
    Hope begins to fade, wishful turns bitter.
    Cupid gives up on seizing my bounty,
    I am his arrow left in the quiver.

    But all is not lost to a thing so bleak,
    Being single today has a bonus.
    The praise of another I need not seek,
    Sounds good until I notice the moment.

    One thought stays that I’d like to get rid of:
    Am I content with Losing Grip on love?

  60. Madhu22 says:

    What is this day,
    You celebrate,
    Called Valentine’s
    With roses and wine,

    I’ve spent alone, this oh-so-special day,
    Many a times, but I’m used to it this way,
    I watch the happy couples; At times, I’m cynical, why all this fuss,
    At times, I weep, I know not that love or lust,
    Then I wonder, what’s love? Does it fade away?
    Like the rose you gave your sweetheart last year, this day?

    And, I’ve learnt, it does not,
    That this day, can be forgot,
    For love is funny, it’s rich, it’s happy,
    It can be sad, a little soppy

    But, all in all,
    It’s more beautiful than the flower or dress hanging on the store-wall,
    And because of you, I no longer long for love,
    For it took ‘someone like you’ to show me love, my love.

    • DERP TO THE MAX says:

      Oh my God this was great! My favorite lines were: Then I wonder, what’s love? Does it fade away?
      Like the rose you gave your sweetheart last year, this day?

  61. douglangille says:

    _Still_ trying to chain these story prompts together. Mixing verse and prose now I guess. Hopefully this works. The rest of the yarn is linked off my username.

    STORMY NIGHT – PART SIX

    I was dreaming, dreaming in verse no less. I was dreaming of her, recalling a crucible of time in which I was truly lost.

    She said to meet her at the corner pub.
    A passable hole with okay grub.
    I had to see her, hold her, caress and kiss.
    Curves and color. Earth, silk and bliss.
    Cold winter rain and a warming fire.
    What’s your poison, your heart’s desire?
    Chess and checkers, darts and pool.
    Games of chance, lucky streaks run cool.
    A pair of lovers sat cuddling near.
    I smiled, nodded and nursed my beer.
    Time marched on, I was left alone.
    I checked my watch. I checked my phone.
    A faceless crowd. A lonely deck-o-cards.
    Majesty without purpose. Ace of Hearts.
    Where has my Queen of Diamonds gone?
    Perhaps she stole away with Warrior John.
    Doubting fears cast shadows. Ace of Spades.
    A runaway brain. A madman’s escapades.
    She leaves me unbound… reckless… insane.
    Chasing hope, running, a fool in the rain.

    I just wanted my life to be whole again – the shattered pieces restored unmarred by the mistakes I made. I wanted this horror to be over.

    I wanted to wake up.

  62. JNewcomer says:

    Song: Judas’ Kiss by Petra.

    Arc of hand
    Bottle and can
    Crash to floor
    Scream, “No, More!”

    Memories are sweet
    Phantasms to defeat
    Of girl in red,
    Roses now dead.

    She was mine
    Flowers and wine,
    Arc of hand
    Lost wedding band.

    Sirens and cars
    Restraints and bars,
    Choices were made
    And destiny laid.

    Time all alone
    Shake and groan
    Bottles of wish
    Like Judas’ Kiss.

  63. DMelde says:

    Iron Man…Black Sabbath

    Am I alive or am I dead
    Am I a tin man without a heart
    Because of what I said and unsaid
    With never a chance to go back and restart

    I stand alone on Valentine’s Day
    Choosing this path to be apart
    Void is the armor that I display
    Herein lies nothing but an iron heart

    I am Iron Man

  64. tgilby says:

    Ordinary People—John Legend

    Nothing special
    The drawing of the heart
    On the calendar quite accidental
    Ignore the flowers curse the chocolate
    Go get a room as I turn away changing directions
    Couples be on displays with their public affections
    Every day menus go up in price the same old dishes
    Dons new lipstick and haircut to shine a new shine-
    Valentine becomes four letter word when uttered solo
    The booed up ones get presents of romance and roses
    Party of one knows near future holds thorns and faded colors
    So I close my eyes no pitter patter to heart I hold my nose
    The fifteenth is the tomorrow
    the un special day after-
    The hope of us
    I suppose
    Ordinary people…

  65. PoM says:

    There’s a Tail of old that is not widely known

    Tis the story of a love never never reaped nor sowed

    Not everyone knows Of this tale of old

    How Valentine’s Day had been sowed

    Death pain and heartache

    Two hearts they did reap

    They dared fall in love

    But were forbidden so

    Their passion it burned

    Like an infernal

    Such a great Love lost

    At O such a cost….

    continue reading here :) :)
    http://proseofmellifluous.wordpress.com/2013/02/13/a-valentine-tale/

  66. tvmcgowan says:

    “Solitary Man” by Neil Diamond

    It’s Valentine’s Day here once again
    and love flows all around.

    Roses and chocolate, lit candles and wine,
    no doubt about it, they used to be mine.

    We used to talk, we used to fight
    but I always thought we were tight.

    Now here I sit, all alone
    since that day you went home with Jerome.

    I thought you were the one,
    thought I had won.

    My life was complete
    every day would repeat
    the same contentment of joy.

    But now I am what I suppose I always am,
    A solitary man.

  67. PressOn says:

    14 FEBRUARY

    The day of love is here
    but you are missing, dear,
    and so the winter snow
    has lost the inner glow
    that makes this time of cold
    seem kin to burnished gold.
    We used to spend each day
    in our own passion play;
    I spent today, instead,
    in solitude and dread
    of spending all my nights
    recalling harbor lights.

  68. calicocat88 says:

    (Forgive my slaughtering of poetry, lol)

    Man from Milwaukee

    If I could only show you
    But a glimpse of what life would be
    What I could give you—everything I’d change
    To give up myself for the person you want in me
    Maybe the flowers wouldn’t wilt while I wait.

    Age is just a number and I want to believe
    “Nothing is what it appears to be” and hold
    A fraction of the light that you bring in a solitary sleeve
    Of wonder, oh how I wonder! What it would be
    For memory to become a dream to become a mold
    That I could pour myself and hope to draw out
    The fullness of what you mean to me.

    Meanwhile, my bed is empty just for an imprint
    Of where you should be, perchance I should wake
    And find you there beside me, only an instant
    A dream that I soon will realize will die to fate.

  69. Hannah Rogers says:

    Valentine’s Day, Oh Valentine’s Day,
    You make me act like a dog that’s astray.
    Chocolates galore, roses on the floor,
    Too bad it was my mother who left them at the door.
    Every channel on TV is filled with romance flicks,
    And I’m alone on the couch listening to the clocks’ ticks.
    A lovely evening with a man full of chivalry,
    Jealous of the thought; I chew on my chocolate viciously.
    Valentine’s Day, Oh Valentine’s Day,
    Why can’t somebody bring me a beautiful bouquet?
    Even couple with the ones they adore,
    Oh, I can find love like that in stories from a bookstore!
    They received roses also; even the hicks?
    But, then again, lounging on the couch… What will that fix?
    Valentines is a day of my pure invisibility,
    That’s fine though because I’ve learned how to sulk proficiently!
    My make-up-less face will cause men dismay…
    So I will pretty myself up and go to a cafe!
    Being alone today is a new time low…
    So, up to my room to sleep; I now Tiptoe.

    (Tiptoe – Imagine Dragons)

  70. lzinn says:

    I Will Survive – Gloria Gaynor

    I opened up my mailbox
    The darkness stared right back.
    Once again you had forgotten.
    You’ve always been a slack.

    Why this day should differ
    From any of the rest…
    I thought you’d be my Valentine
    You’ve bombed another test.

    I gathered what you’d left behind –
    Your clothes, your books, your nook,
    Your toothbrush and your shaving kit
    And pictures that we took.

    I threw your godforsaken crap
    Beneath your favorite tree
    I stuck a match and let it burn
    Then danced around with glee.

    As I watched it snap and smoke
    I finally felt alive
    I’d let you go and bid farewell
    I know I Will Survive.

  71. djerikson says:

    Hearts on Fire
    then Cold as Ice
    Blame It On Love
    Paying the Price

    Back to Zero
    Love in Vain
    Alone Again
    Physical Pain

    My Valentine
    gone Helter Skelter
    please Mick Jagger
    Gimme Shelter

  72. Karlie says:

    *song is Begin Again, by Taylor Swift

    I’ve always been lonely
    But on this day, it’s always worse
    I bought myself a rose again
    And wonder, am I cursed?
    Will someone ever let me in?
    I can’t stand the silence here
    Nothing, but the beating of one heart.
    Painfully reminding me
    Of how I’m missing my other part.
    I bought myself a rose again,
    The petals fresh and red.
    And on this lonely Valentine’s day
    I watch it begin again.

  73. onaway says:

    This foolish day again
    In a year of other people’s happy holidays
    It never ends
    They send their flowers, candy and red hearts
    But I live in the darker arts

    All I love is the black of night
    The sunshine I’ve sent far away
    It leaves me colder anyway
    Alone in thoughts I realize
    Alone and old is how I die

    In this ink I’m doomed to stay
    With thoughts I think of you each day
    It drowns me in the abysmal pit
    What could have been, what was, what if
    It’s all a bunch of fucking bullshit

    I knew you always knew what you now know
    You know we just click
    Without you forever I’ll forever be sick
    Now the tragic irony hounds
    a click of iron and brass is the final sound

  74. Icabu says:

    *** This is a major stretch – I’m NOT a poet and I DO know it. But, a challenge is hard to resist … ***
    *** The song is Heaven and Hell by Black Sabbath ***

    I sit alone on Valentine’s Day
    My heart, it has to pay
    To my man for the spat
    On the placement of my last tat
    For he didn’t take it well
    So now I sit, listening to Heaven and Hell

  75. lorascott08 says:

    I was searching and never knew
    What I needed then God gave me you.
    You made me better just by being a friend
    You showed me that I can be happy with myself
    Which before was something I couldnt comprehend.
    With one thought of you smiling takes away
    All the pain that you and I create.
    I wondered how this could be
    Your happiness is worth more than the pain that lurks deep within me.
    My hero,
    my angel ,
    who helped me spread my wings,
    for that I love you even though we can never be. Atlast.
    Twitter lorascott08

  76. Hannah Rogers says:

    Valentine’s Day, Oh Valentine’s Day,
    You make me act like a dog that’s astray.
    Chocolates galore, roses on the floor,
    Too bad it was my mother who left them at the door.
    Every channel on TV is filled with romance flicks,
    And I’m alone on the couch listening to the clocks’ ticks.
    A lovely evening with a man full of chivalry,
    Jealous of the thought; I chew on my chocolate viciously.
    Valentine’s Day, Oh Valentine’s Day,
    Why can’t somebody bring me a beautiful bouquet?
    Every couple with the one they adore,
    Oh, I can find love like that from stories in a bookstore!
    They received roses also; Even the hicks?
    But, then again, lounging on the couch… What will that fix?
    Valentines is a day of my pure invisibility,
    That’s fine though because I’ve learned how to sulk proficiently!
    My make-up-less face will cause men dismay…
    So will I pretty myself up and go to a café!
    Being alone today is a new time low.
    So, up to my room to sleep, I now Tiptoe.

    (Tiptoe – Imagine Dragons)

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