Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
It’s petrified. My heart is pure petrified poison, embalmed with the sepia colored sky emanating from the fleshy clouds that form in my eyes
By Melissa Ingoldsby17 days ago in Poets
WE LOVED BEFORE THE WORLD HAD A NAME I met you at a railway station, One cold November night, Yet something in your gentle eyes, Made everything feel right.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 17 days ago in Poets
I don't want to go back to who we were, I want to move forward, toward something softer, something stronger, something we build with both hands instead of something we keep trying to repair alone.
By Samara Pollyana 17 days ago in Poets
i want you to let this linger… let it dance a while in your mind ( then i will pose the questions) what am i supposed to do with something i thought i'd never find what am i supposed to do when it gets all racy and real it’s hard enough to think straight how do i know what to feel how am i supposed to act when my insides turn to dust this is next [ FUCKING HYPHEN ]level spiritual cool this is so much more than lust how am i supposed to carry on like nothing in my life has changed tripping over my own silly grin caught between marvel and strange how am i supposed to know that you may be feeling it too all this nervous excited energy all centred around me and you what am i supposed to do when you know she knows she knows splash her with the garden hose help her outa those wet clothes?
By Bren17 days ago in Poets
THE GRAVE THAT GREW A DOOR I walked into the churchyard, Where my darling laid asleep, I carried all my memories, And promises to keep.
I only lie to you by accident I'm going to bed soon sent with good intentions I never quite follow through on so I'm awake an hour later, maybe writing you poems, when you call to say goodnight you know the only lies I tell as you hear them
By Kay Husnick17 days ago in Poets
I’ve waited for you longer than I ever should, you fisted hands in my hair, so you know I will return on bruised knees that
By caitodoesstuff18 days ago in Poets
If life could see the man I do, Then it wouldn’t be so hard on you. It wouldn’t make you fight this way, Or steal your smile from day to day.
By Nicole Attenhofer18 days ago in Poets
https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=q39yCYicxXk&si=DWHMD61CuvuiiGVr ~ My heart’s been broken one too many times. Sitting with you,
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️18 days ago in Poets
Introduction A startlingly beautiful image shared by The Enchanted Booklet on Facebook The music is "Butterfly" by Dolly Parton, who will always be with us.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 18 days ago in Poets
Notwithstanding your hand in mine Notwithstanding a time to pine Notwithstanding a smile, a look Notwithstanding the courage it took
By Karen Cave18 days ago in Poets
I cry for the you of the past, the beginning that didn’t last. The you between what you became and now. But somehow, I know nothing will ever be the same.
By Ivy Rose18 days ago in Poets
