Tagged "love poems"

eternity of love

Me: "When the sun sets, I remember your smile." You: "In that twilight, I also recall your gaze." Me: "When the wind whispers softly, your name is uttered faintly."

By layali mumtaz2 years ago in Poets

Dear heart…

Dear heart, You have so many holes, you’re torn apart, still you beat, still you yearn, Are you smart? What have we learned?

By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Poets

My Heart Hurts 🤕💔

Beneath the weight of sorrow's shadowed veil, I wander through this aching, empty night. My heart, a fragile bird, too weak to sail,

By CHRISTIAN P2 years ago in Poets

Be a Candle

Love lights a candle When it walks into the room, chasing Dark away.

By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets

King of Hearts

Heart bursting with Hope Sorrow’s strings stripped and ripped out, Love pounding throughout.

By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets

Orgasmic love. Content Warning.

I didn't know you could mark the mind when you heal it I didn't know that sex could get you so high, make you forget to breathe unconsciously

By tina.2 years ago in Poets

poetry written by Maliha Someone that I don't know Someone that comes and go Someone that is on blur mode Someone that makes my heartbeat low Someone that makes my tummy twist Someone that disappears like a mist Someone that is prim and proper Someone that I wish, shows himself when I'm sober Someone whom I want to know Someone who will ever show? Will that someone would ever come Instead of my dreams, in my world

By Maliha Kamran2 years ago in Poets

Reflections

I’m looking back at you, Do you see it, too? Tired eyes, a war within, A broken man, wearing thin. * You can’t handle any of this,

By Bradley Ramsey2 years ago in Poets

Dumpling

I am a hot little dumpling of a woman, fragrant pillows, dimples— I am a sweet and steamy comfort, silky victuals, spiced and biblical,

By Marsha Singh2 years ago in Poets

En garde!

We're old swords, my lovely— dogged, not learning from the two hundred years that our city's been burning; we're just ashes to ashes and

By Marsha Singh2 years ago in Poets

Flash Flood

Flash Flood. are you rain, she says. yes, yes, I am. how did you know? I say. my grandmother was rain. Flash Flood. You.

By Jen Parkhill “JP”2 years ago in Poets

Grief's Beautiful Burden

And we all feel that clawing pain again, that sickness in our stomachs Normal, others and so called experts would say, just a part of it all

By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets