love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Love is Lie
In the city's winding streets, where shadows play, A taxi driver plies his daily way, With stories of his own, he's learned to say, Of love's deceit, and its fleeting sway. His eyes, a map of worn and weary lines, Tell tales of broken hearts and shattered rhymes, He's seen the worst, the best, and all the grays, Of love's cruel games, and love's fleeting days. He speaks of love, with words so cold, As he navigates the city's streets so old, He's lost count of the times he's been deceived, By false promises, and sweet-sounding leaves. His voice is laced with bitterness and pain, As he recounts the tales of love in vain, Of flowers that wilted, words that fell to ground, And hearts that broke, like shards of shattered sound. Yet, still he drives, through rain and night, Through city streets, where love's a distant light, For in his soul, a glimmer still remains, Of hope, a spark that love's embers sustain. For in his dreams, he sees a love so true, A love that's pure, and not just a "what-can-I-do", A love that whispers secrets in his ear, Of trust, of loyalty, and banishes all fear. But dawn breaks soon, and reality sets in, And he's back to driving, with his doubts within, For in this world, love's just a lie we tell, And he's left to drive alone, with his heart to mend. Thanks for Reading đź’ž
By Sanamdeep Singh2 years ago in Poets
Why I Fell So Deeply
His eyes, a mesmerizing blend of green and brown, remind one of the earth's natural beauties, reflecting the serene hues of a forest at dusk or the warm, inviting glow of a morning sun. They hold a depth that suggests wisdom beyond years, a spark of mischief, and a well of kindness, all at once. Those hazel eyes, with just one glance, can calm a stormy heart and tell tales without words, leaving an imprint on the soul that lingers like the sweetest melody.
By Mercedes Chavez2 years ago in Poets
"The Unseen Forces That Bind"
The Unseen Forces That Bind Invisible threads, like gossamer strands Connect us all, across this land Unseen forces, that shape and mold Our lives, our hearts, our very souls Like gravity's pull, they draw us near To those who share our hopes and fears A cosmic web, that intertwines Our stories, our dreams, our deepest designs The ties that bind, are not always clear But felt in every laugh, every tear In every moment, we share and grow Our connections, like roots, begin to show The unseen forces, that bind us fast Are the whispers of love, that forever last The echoes of memories, we hold so dear The unbreakable bonds, that bring us near In the mystery, of the unseen forces' sway We find our strength, in the ties that bind each day The invisible threads, that weave our lives Into a tapestry, of love, that forever thrives.
By Emezaro Precious2 years ago in Poets
Navigating To Unknown Shores
* The voice of the sea gently whispers to meWith soft, salty whisps of the wavesDancing on a breeze with the sway of the treesunder the light of the moon, in its phaseTranquil fireflies' glow, on a shelf, in a jarAs it mimics a dim lit cigar Dusk settles into its evening array bringing day to its glorious endSmoke clouds linger, navigating dreams, unawareRedirecting destinations when searching for nowhereAs I begin reckoning the hues of myself Caressed under a canvas of endless star light Dancing somewhere on the horizon, chasing clouds out of sightWhile yesterday quietly bids me, come home
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
