Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Was not possible for death to have dominion, of whom we witness! .
By Iris V.6 months ago in Poets
Verse 1 The chair still keeps the hollow where his body used to lean, A blanket folded neatly hiding the ghost he left unseen.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior6 months ago in Poets
When you let go of what you love it always comes back. No need to chase it. When the time is right it always runs back. You have to release it from a tightened grip.
By Joe Patterson6 months ago in Poets
Verse 1 Found you standin’ in the quiet, Wings like shelter from the cold. Didn’t speak a word about it, Just that heart of light you hold.
Gilded Quiet A face of silence, shaped in molten grace, Where no breath lingers, yet presence remains, Each curve remembers a hand once steady,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Jesus, I Do, Welcome You, To My Situation... My Storms Are Dark, Sometimes The Angst is Heavy On My Heart... I Fall in The Mud, But Still I Reach For The Stars...
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)6 months ago in Poets
who is whom, indeed. a name was needed for the insulting ambiguity the mockery and glares and the compliments that tear
By ⸘jason alan‽6 months ago in Poets
I grew up learning how to shrink. How to hold my breath, how to fold myself into corners no one noticed, how to turn my loudest aches
By Zakari Runge6 months ago in Poets
A redemptive road only one has traveled Abba Father’s intentions unravel for the world to gain their souls, later retained in Him.
By Jacqueline Elaine Hudson6 months ago in Poets
My friends are sick of hearing your name My friends are sick of seeing me heartbroken My friends are sick of giving me advice about you
By Carol Saint Martin6 months ago in Poets
Verse 1 He was an angry young man aiming fury at an old typewriter Pouring everything his heart and soul felt onto the keys
One spring day of sun and air, Harsh wind against my cheek— Life’s sudden slap, Right across my seeking. . Stand firm against the battles of the wind,
By Henrik Hageland6 months ago in Poets
