Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
I saw the most beautiful thing last night. When you opened up your heart, it unfurled like the most beautiful flower I’ve ever seen .
By Colleen Walters3 years ago in Poets
Life is precious Life is short Write your story We’ve all been knocked off of our emotional bicycles But we will find our way back on in our own time
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
PERIOLOUS CLIMB STRUGGLING TO GET BACK TO THE TOP Expressions of struggling and climbing to the top again a perilous journey of being human.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 3 years ago in Poets
Ask me in December to Sing songs from my guitar and Kiss you like I mean it // Merge my taste with yours Every secret safe
By Christy Munson3 years ago in Poets
Our feelings— I suppose it is truly fair to call them love— Blossomed as the world was ending. Thousands of people caught up in bonds of hatred
By Lizzy Gabrick3 years ago in Poets
I have wasted weeks Thinking of the few moments we have actually been able to relish in each other’s company. My heart leaps
I am currently at the all-consuming phase, And I fret That the torment and beauty of it will never find a perfect harmony.
I still see you everywhere. It still hurts me when I see your name. I cannot bear living without you. You continue to have so much power over me;
I remember the first day after we ended whatever it was we started. It was then that I finally felt my feelings were validated.
You apologize, but it’s all in vain, because he treats me like I deserve; Like the sun, the moon, the stars, and the galaxies that lay beyond
We were kissing, you having just tickled me (you know how much I hate to love that), And you pulled me close and kissed me again, but different this time
How do you let go of someone you have a million ties to? Let me tell you, it is no easy feat. I fear the only way to accomplish such a task is to
