Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Introduction This is for Kayleigh Fraser ✨'s “One of Us” Unofficial Poetry Challenge which you can check out here: I am going to write a villanelle as that is my favourite poetic form.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
Journey. A word representing what we are all on. Life. A journey in itself. Love. What we all hope we find on our journey of life.
By Thomas Terry2 years ago in Poets
In desert’s embrace, hearts intertwine, Tumbleweeds dance, love’s grand design, Whispers carried by the breeze, Moments flow with such ease,
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
In twilight’s tender, gentle light, Our hearts entwine in silent flight. Beneath the stars, a love so true, An endless bond, just me and you.
Sure! Let's imagine drawing a card: **The Lovers**. --- Two souls entwined beneath the endless sky, Their fates aligned in love's eternal dance.
By Pallabi Saikia2 years ago in Poets
I was looking at the stars. I saw two stars next to each other. They were unseparable. They reminded me of us. Are we those two stars?
By Joe Bou Khalil2 years ago in Poets
In the quiet of the night, When all the world has dimmed its light, There lies a voice, soft and true, Whispering what we all must do.
By Dabasish Pal2 years ago in Poets
In the rhythm of the earth, We find our joy, our pain, our mirth. From birth to death, the cycle spins, Each ending marks where life begins.
* If tomorrow starts without me Am I stuck in yesterday Will the past be all I see Will I have seen my last today And if it’s true, time waits for no one
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
She who whispers into the wind, a new song dripped in gold laying in a field of roses, delights in the splendor of new flavor.
By Jennifer David2 years ago in Poets
Fortitude is the feast in famine, oil on water where ridicule is syringed between. Suffocate in the sacrilegious just to feel sane. Sin is only a drapery the cleanly use to delineate themselves from reality, and in turn, struggle.
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Poets
Do you seek in me a respite, from those demons in your mind? Do you witness mine own darkness And pray to blend those shades in kind?
