Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
I know she took you for granted. But I will always be here. I know she broke your heart. But I will always love you. I know she took you for granted.
By Danielle Mosley2 years ago in Poets
Silently love and heartbreak dance hearts are often torn apart, to different degrees Some keep their wounds to themselves
By Annalise Zera2 years ago in Poets
My sweet provider. You were there when non one else was when all else failed. You are my everything. My sweet provider.
Sweetheart of mine. Where did you go? I miss you so much. Come back to me. Sweetheart of mine. One who captured my heart
I wish it was all the same. But you have changed. The way you speak to me. The way you treat me. I wish it was all the same.
In the sonnet of life, where love doth oft conspire, To bind or break the hearts that dare to feel, Thou hast known hurt, through flames and through the fire,
By Mercedes Chavez2 years ago in Poets
The day I'm in your arms. The day we kiss again. The day I feel your touch. Is the day I feel no sorrow. The day we are together.
In the realm of tender hearts, where love's sweet roses bloom and part, A soul does yearn for affection's fire, beyond the shadow of past desire.
Soft and nigh, a murmur in the twilight. Do you recall the days when we used to dream? I recall those moments, like a moonlit stream, as the nightingale sings to soothe my ear.
By Jason “Jay” Benskin2 years ago in Poets
The Anatomy of Us Your affection cuts into me, a specialist with a consistent hand, the surgical blade plunged in moonlight,
By Rony Sutradar2 years ago in Poets
I loved you more than words can say. You were my everything. You drove me insane. But now we are over. I loved you more than words can say.
Writing keeps me sane. Know what I do with my time? I write all day to keep from losing my mind. Talk about a home. My pen and pad are the best place for me to rest. Literature is my nest.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Poets
