Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
I said this time would be different I wanted him to feed my soul Link our hearts using an IV Circulate love and peace He grew dependent
By Ali SP2 years ago in Poets
You might count the flowers, and the hours (but who more closely: I, or you?) where hardly an accounting is even sought, implied.
By Mark Francis2 years ago in Poets
If you ask me I will be honest we weren't always the smartest. Yeah, we had our ups and downs, not as bad as it sounds. What we both wanted
By Anna 2 years ago in Poets
Your t-shirt finally lost it's scent I've even lost my will to vent Your voice fades every day There's nothing left to say Unaware you're missed Dust now, not lips You are gone. I am Lone.
By Syncere2 years ago in Poets
Whispered words in the silent night air, memories linger, love laid bare. Love once a stellar embrace, now fades, without a trace.
By Steelo Chris2 years ago in Poets
Why didn’t you hold my hand today You barely looked me in the eyes When I go to ask, you say, “Nothing is wrong”, your lies
By Rick Pension2 years ago in Poets
Running ahead of time, taking my breath elsewhere stuck in a loop, prisoner of an endless desire, high on mushroom clouds, longing a glance of her in Partial shades
By chaimaa alidrissi2 years ago in Poets
Let’s you and I, take separate roads, On a new, mysterious path. I’ll still carry love for you, Remember when you’d laugh.
By Mama Magdalene2 years ago in Poets
A tinge of burning Crawling up me I crave it when you’re gone - I’ve always loved the smell of your cologne Wrapped up woods and sweat
By Emily McGuff2 years ago in Poets
I thought things are going well when I—- — met someone who’s so kind to me… until I made a mistake .. I don’t understand why?
By Meghan LeVaughn 2 years ago in Poets
There are nine reasons we must end it Your eight tentacles suck me dry Seven deadly sins kill me Sex numbers our false love
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
How about you buy me some flowers, Not just because you feel guilty. Not just because you feel shame. Buy me some flowers, please.
