Shakespeare - Love Poems
The line between love and hate can get blurry when emotional chaos reigns in your relationship. Swinging from one extreme to another grows tiresome and is. love is worth everything. But in the end you always remember that one person who took your heart and broke it junior. I hope Its not too Late I hope it's not too. settling in the back of my mind. +. You are the sun, +. I, the moon. +. With your gaze on me +. I am blinding, +. alone I am lost. +. They say that hate +. is too strong.
Does any of this feel familiar to you? If so, awareness is the first step toward making positive change.
Here are 10 signs that you are in a love-hate relationship: You're in a break-up and make-up relationship cycle. When you argue with your partner, you argue hard. In these moments, you truly can't stand your partner. However, hours later you are back to hugging and loving each other, promising that you are committed. You are able to make up quickly and forget about the intense argument that you had.
The cycle of arguing and making up repeats over and over. Your partner is your prize. While you do value your relationship, there are definitely certain parts of your partner that you just can't stand. You may consider leaving at times, but you also know that you have put way too much of your time, energy, and effort into this relationship to walk away from it. You view maintaining the relationship as more of an accomplishment or ego boost.
28 Long Distance Poems - Love Poems for Long Distance Relationships
The relationship serves some other purpose for you. There is no long-term purpose for your relationship. You are sticking with this relationship just to be in it. Perhaps you are desperate to have a partner because you have been single for such a long time. You are willing to put up with things you hate in your partner just to be in a relationship. Sure, you know in your heart of hearts that the relationship is not likely to have a future, but you keep telling yourself it's okay because it's filling a void in your life.
You don't have a deep connection. You love some parts of your partner and you hate others. While these are two very strong emotions, there is not a true bond of intimacy between the two of you. You may feel like you are in love with these surface traits, but you don't really have a deep and lasting connection with your partner, which leads to feelings of disconnection and constant fighting. You are different in public than you are behind closed doors.
To the outside world, you probably seem like the ideal couple. You make other couples jealous with your picture-perfect relationship.
Long Distance Poems
You come across as a match made in heaven. Other people don't suspect that you end up in separate rooms once you get home and hardly interact with each other. You have unresolved issues. You have frequent conflicts — some big, some small, and some even irrelevant. But the bigger issue is that these conflicts have never been resolved. Maybe you never talk about the conflict, or you just sweep it under the rug and move on to the intense make-up period.
The problem occurs when these unresolved conflicts bubble to the surface after being bottled up for far too long. Leaving conflicts unresolved adds to your misery and confusion in the relationship.
You hate things about your partner. While you do love some things about your partner, there are other things you just can't stand.
Every time you want to recommit to your love for your partner, you have this nagging inner voice reminding you that there's a serious disconnect. Maybe you have talked to your partner about these areas you dislike, but nothing seems to change. Your partner either passively or overtly continues with the same behaviors or choices.
His beauty shall in these black lines be seen, And they shall live, and he in them still green. Love Sonnet Let not my love be called idolatry, Nor my beloved as an idol show, Since all alike my songs and praises be To one, of one, still such, and ever so. Kind is my love to-day, to-morrow kind, Still constant in a wondrous excellence; Therefore my verse to constancy confined, One thing expressing, leaves out difference.
Fair, kind, and true, is all my argument, Fair, kind, and true, varying to other words; And in this change is my invention spent, Three themes in one, which wondrous scope affords. Fair, kind, and true, have often lived alone, Which three till now, never kept seat in one.Toxic Love - Spoken Word Poetry
Love Sonnet O, never say that I was false of heart, Though absence seemed my flame to qualify. As easy might I from my self depart As from my soul which in thy breast doth lie. That is my home of love; if I have ranged, Like him that travels I return again, Just to the time, not with the time exchanged, So that myself bring water for my stain.
Never believe though in my nature reigned All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood, That it could so preposterously be stained To leave for nothing all thy sum of good; For nothing this wide universe I call Save thou, my rose, in it thou art my all Upward Love Sonnet Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments; love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Love Sonnet My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.
Love Sonnet When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutored youth, Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young, Although she knows my days are past the best, Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue: On both sides thus is simple truth suppressed: But wherefore says she not she is unjust? And wherefore say not I that I am old?
Therefore I lie with her, and she with Love Sonnet My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseth the disease, Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, Th' uncertain sickly appetite to please. My reason, the physician to my love, Angry that his prescriptions are not kept, Hath left me, and I desperate now approve Desire is death, which physic did except. Past cure I am, now reason is past care, And frantic-mad with evermore unrest; My thoughts and my discourse as mad men's are, At random from the truth vainly expressed.
For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, Who art as black as hell, as dark as night. Or if they have, where is my judgment fled That censures falsely what they see aright?
If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote, What means the world to say it is not so? No, How can it? No marvel then though I mistake my view: The sun itself sees not till heaven clears. Love Sonnet Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep: