Teddy Bear
The teddy bears I’m surrounded by
The chocolates on the floor
The heart that rests on my chest -
The other heart lays there no more
The teddy bears I’m enveloped in
Remind me of the pain
The gift of once having someone
The gift that was flushed down the drain
The teddy bear reminds me
Reminds me of the hurt
But at least it is here
and won’t treat me like dirt
The chocolates on the floor
Have been devoured in the rain
(Well, in the tears I’ve cried)
Again and again...
The heart by itself
Cannot be led astray
Like I was by you
Until you took your heart away
The other heart completed me
The other heart was always there
The other heart beside me.
Now, all near to me is a teddy bear
by Georgina P
Valentine’s Day
Valentine’s comes once every year
To most, a time of cheer
Lovers soon to be wedded
But to others a day dreaded
Sad and alone with ten bottles of beer
Valentine’s is not for everyone
Could their partner have left and gone?
Or they weren’t lucky enough
Finding a partner was tough
Now they have given in and withdrawn
by Lewis B
I give you a phone.
It is a life sentence to our love.
It promises eternal texts and calls like our
endless conversations.
Here.
It will make you laugh, and it will make you cry
Like life.
It will bring us together when we are apart.
I am trying to be truthful.
I give you a phone.
Its ringtone will stay in your mind
happy and cheerful,
as we are,
for as long as we are.
Take it.
It'
s part of me
if you like.
Its vibration will remind you of me.
by May T
This Year
This year you didn’t get me
chocolates and red roses.
This year you were out with that blonde girl,
The one who always made me doubt who you wanted to be
with.
Last year we were together,
This year we weren’t…
Last year we were watching movies around my house,
Eating ice cream,
And wrapping ourselves in blankets.
This year I did all that alone.
by Isabella P
A Matchstick
Not a red rose or a satin heart,
I will give you a matchstick.
A small and fragile thing,
But when handled incorrectly,
It can have the most catastrophic effect.
Look.
It can cause pain and disruption,
Like a lover.
Yet
its powerful dancing flames
Can be hypnotic to those who dare to
look.
I am trying to be truthful,
Not a cute card or a kissogram.
I will give you a matchstick.
Its fierce bite can damage a person forever,
Dangerous yet beautiful
Just like love,
A small thing that can have a murderous outcome.
By Rachel B
Back to my Arms
It is a light in the darkness
It promises calmness and hope
like the glow inside our hearts
Here.
It will burn forever
Just like our love
It will make your heart glow within.
I am trying to be truthful
Not a raging fire of anger
I give you a peaceful glow
It’s a token of love that will
stay burning in sync
With our love and forgiveness
as we are,
for as long as we are.
Take it.
It’s a piece of my heart
if you like.
Bringing us together when apart.
Its soft glow will guide you
Back to my arms.
by Harriet L
‘The End’ By Hannah B
Telling you it’s
the end
It promises closure
Like the door you’ll see behind
Here, it will tell you
That you need to go
And I hope you’ll finally listen
And not just come walking home
I am trying to be truthful
Not another one of my lies
I’ll give you a day
And you must promise you will stay –
away from my life
Take this,
It’s the key to your old place,
I knew that I’d soon need it
When I first saw your face
All my Love
I give you all my love
It’s a token of appreciation
It promises the will of love forever more
Like the never-ending Walmart store
Here.
It will make you happy and sad
Like a romance movie with an ending that’s good and
bad.
It will make your day and make mine to carry out love and a
bond that twines
I am trying to be truthful.
Not a lie in sight
I give you a kiss and a hug to hope
that you’re alright
by Isaac B
An Alternative Valentine's Poem 
I met this Girl in France,
But once,
When I asked for I kiss,
She told me I felt like a fish,
Fortunately she let me stay,
And after that my legs started to sway,
With lockdown upon us,
I had to rush,
But with luck,
My life was done,
I asked the waiter,
He must have been bored because,
He said it was pronounced,
"Sociàl Distancé!"
My love I told her on Valentine's,
I give you a ring,
Made from sweet, shiny, bling,
And it promises love,
Like the bright white dove from above,
For you are like no other,
And we are made for each other.
by Marcus P
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