Kategoriarkiv: love story
Ashes, (Poetry crumbs 2)
I What does a heart sing about when the fire of love dreams has burned down and died? Does it sing at all? Are the days like ash just gray with no goal and direction? The ashes still warm lacks … Fortsätt läsa
I wish you had been nice
I wish you had been nice. I wish I had never met you. I wish I wouldn’t miss you. You were not a man to a woman but more like an unplaned board full of prickly twigs. Every time we … Fortsätt läsa
Lost libido, lost lovers
One, I met one time but I never got to know him. One I got to know but I never met him, not even one time. (Oh, in my youth age, there were some in real: and I regret there … Fortsätt läsa
”Lover please!”
You don’t want me anymore, but I miss you, he wrote I will never stop love you, my dearly beloved, he wrote I tried so hard all the time to please you and the more I tried, the more I … Fortsätt läsa
Lonely geranium / Ensam pelargon
Always, you and I (a love thing) always argued always led to a breakup always missing you Vi (en kärleksgrej) vi grälade jämt vi gjorde jämnt slut till slut vi saknar varann Lonely geranium I and summer came but the … Fortsätt läsa
A poor man’s longing for love and a woman
Dan Andersson “Jag väntar vid min mila”. Translated to English by me (note, for private use only on this blog, not to pass on in other contexts). I’m waiting at my charcoal pile I’m waiting at my wood fire while … Fortsätt läsa
Extra Everything!
I don’t ask for much, but more than I can get! I want a big pizza, with Extra Everything and a pension that would last for a whole month. I don’t ask for much, not like … Fortsätt läsa
The end of a high flying romance (quarantine)
I have nothing to say to you that could be of any comfort to you. For once, the saying ”you reap what you sow” fits good when about you! I don’t feel anything yet, no anger or bitterness or sadness. … Fortsätt läsa
I have decided to be happy!
I turn 71 in April and I may reach 75 – or 74, but that would be too sad short to imagine. I hope to be at least 85 and still be movable. Let’s say I’ll have 15 years left, … Fortsätt läsa
Laura
Inspired by Francesco Petrarca’s courtly love poems to Laura de Sade I And ever since the day you died, my Laura, my heart is an empty deserted grieving tomb. I dreamed about you in lonely bachelor nights, my feverish body … Fortsätt läsa
Married to the blues
Married and buried in longing for you, my loneliness singing a blues forever. I wonder who’s kissing you now and if you eat properly? Is it any raining out? Do you still go to the mall on Saturday to then … Fortsätt läsa
In your absence
It’s three AM and too late to say good night as you must be already sleeping. If you are okay, are you? I also need sleep, but I want to stay awake a little more to think … Fortsätt läsa
Sharing same heart
I am fine and everything works well don’t worry about me, but take care of yourself. I miss you too of course: two far-off continents and two souls apart, still we share one same heart. Jag mår bra och … Fortsätt läsa
Left over, me!
I don’t know what was true and not true with him. He always said he was not a liar and I should trust in him and I believe he honestly believed in that. More I will never know. That’s … Fortsätt läsa
Lost love, gloom forever to be
I never got to know you in this all real world, where one breathe, eat, shit and pay the rent. But still, it was meant to be, you and me. Yet your demanding impatience (as I … Fortsätt läsa
Love torn apart
I wanted your love to be my shelter, a comfort zone, a mine for golden joy to give strength as I’m struggling every month to keep my head above the water having hard times. You … Fortsätt läsa
Morning tea, waking up slowly
When I wake up in the morning, my eyes are tiny reddish in my spongy puffy face, my nose is even bigger and I cough and sneeze and farts. When I hurry to the toilet not to pee in my … Fortsätt läsa
(Oh Carol) I think I’ll retire and start write literature criticism!
I was chatting again with him today, him – the one who has designated me as his first and greatest and only one love forever and ever. And it’s as terrible as listening to Neil Sedaka’s howling Oh Carol. Verbatim! … Fortsätt läsa
Ice cream dreams (the end of the road)
It was down minus 25C in Nikkaluokta last night, that would be alike minus 77 Fahrenheit in USA. There I am it’s only +3C and to me that’s far too freezing cold. I have never been in Nikkaluokta, even … Fortsätt läsa
How many times we split up
How many times we split up! He never learns. Watch up, sweep up, I said to him. Remember we must tiptoe walk now: maybe the last time that we try to get a future … Fortsätt läsa
Good morning world and hello my lousy life!
I say “Good morning world and hello my lousy life!” Waking up in morning is not my favorite moment. Firstly, I am still me. But ”me” first thing in the morning is really not me but my invisibilized lower-class life. … Fortsätt läsa
Forever never more, not last long for me when about you
“Forever never more, not last long for me when about you.” I wrote that to him and I stand for it! He wrote back to me “I’m sorry I don’t understand what you write now.” Ouch! All the blind alleys … Fortsätt läsa
100 years after him
100 years after him I will be no longer! Nor the memory of what never became. 100 years and he will not be either. His dreams for sale; my words remains like lost birds, scattered in the sky. It’s over. … Fortsätt läsa
The weed in my garden of love (thistle love)
I met a guy and I loved him but he never knew my love because he only knew the love he claimed he had for me. It was all about his feelings and never about mine. He never knew how … Fortsätt läsa
I was easy forgotten
I was easy forgotten just piece of a game the One knew words not ever compassion heart split and alone moving on shattered tears hidden in heart smiles cover up pains
The pains where my soul is seated
If my soul has a place in my mortal body, then it hides behind the lower tip of the right shoulder blade. You were always on my back and pushed me with your intensity and tough … Fortsätt läsa
Marmalade love
I was as made to be the marmalade on his daily bread, now he seems to has lost his sweet tooth and I’m not yet ready to be left, a single sweetie Then he told: I can feel you … Fortsätt läsa
Ambiguous love (feeling trapped)
He asked me if I had written something at my blog that same day and I said no. ”No poems?” he asked and ”No!” I said. ”Why?” he queried. ”I have nothing to write about” I said unhappy. ”So what … Fortsätt läsa
I remember you
I remember you, lovely bearded man, who loved me more than your life (that’s what you told me). But then you dumped me like trash, just like that! It was when you were cornered not to be serious about us … Fortsätt läsa
Where the birches rustles their summer song
When one goes, the other is seen left behind: But the former will be what comes. The other: the laughing gentleman, now ridiculous naked butt as the fairy tale emperor: but still haughty he gabbles his garbage. Far after the … Fortsätt läsa
I met him on the internet
I met him on the internet, and that is something I will always regret. He had pics of sparkling eyes, a lovely smile. Charmed, I was thinking I will chat for a while. But soon … Fortsätt läsa
A bird in hand (Spring rain, pollen season)
When walking home from the grocery in spring rain this last Friday afternoon, I saw all the pollen floating on the streets down the drains and sudden from nowhere I came to think of the Swedish … Fortsätt läsa
Tired!
I heard a tune on Youtube and wasted my morning with reading some Swedish song lyrics, the younger generation. It is that tiny but constant hope to find something that is genuine and heartfelt. But no? I said to … Fortsätt läsa
An angry man
An angry man stands at the corner waiting for me; his arms crossed over his chest. ”I’m ashamed of you” was the last he said to me. But his English is not good … Fortsätt läsa
A romantic dream in color
I heard it said in the old days it’s rare to dream in color. But I now read on the web it’s rather the opposite? I don’t know if it is true or not. My dreams usually vanish from my … Fortsätt läsa
Know me
He said Let’s not talk about the past I don’t want to I said I come to your bed with my body and with my NOW and my PAST All that … Fortsätt läsa
And Sam said
And Sam said ”Lady, you shot me” and he fell back and hasty he bled to death, still in his 30s. Soon 70, I walk my way slow and oldish as life and people have hurt me hard but … Fortsätt läsa
I will see coltsfoot flower this year too
I have been sitting at my desk today for hours waiting for the blessed words to come to me. But my words seems to have ran out through my door with him who said he … Fortsätt läsa
The road to let go
3600 miles as the crow flies from your heart and body, 4500 miles on roads where my feet have never walked. Years have passed and how far have we come, tell me! And how long do I have to … Fortsätt läsa
Once upon a time I had a crush on a young man
Once upon a time I had a crush on a young man. He had such a lovely mustache, dimples in his cheeks and very blue eyes. He looked at me and got my heart to beat faster. But he was … Fortsätt läsa
Simple
We’re simple people you and I and our feelings for each other are also simple. But the world isn’t simple. I wanted to release you to free myself, but you didn’t want to. So we … Fortsätt läsa
There’s no tomorrow for what died yesterday
There’s no love around us anymore what once has solidify will never change It’s silly to believe love is all you need when blindness becomes its only seed Love will fade just like the sun goes … Fortsätt läsa
”I’m fine, thanks!”
I looked after you and found you in my heart, that which I lost given it to you. You hold yourself back with these ”I’m fine”. With time, it’s like serving a chicken to a lion. We are like prisoners … Fortsätt läsa
Is love’s ending, love in vain?
Is love’s ending, love in vain? I woke up and felt like a bus had run over me, it was you! Walking a street, no map and not sure where … Fortsätt läsa
The request
Send me a sign! One word, one line, and make it all undone: you’re not the one for me! Turn to me, listen to my plea be the one I want you to be, the only one I want to … Fortsätt läsa
This is the end of our story
And this is the end of our story: so much hope and so little glory. This is the end of a sweet romance, which never got a single chance. Know, in my mind I always … Fortsätt läsa
Vanity dreams getting you
To have someone special in your mind is not the same as to have that person in your life. No, it’s not! Time is passing and I fear you and I, we are … Fortsätt läsa
A real life that’s not poetry
Now last he told he’ll be out of work once again and it annoyed me a lot, as it’s like he lives from one day to another, having no plan that includes me in a future, but … Fortsätt läsa
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