Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
A lightning bolt, a deafening roar, Struck the oak by Sarah's door. Her faithful friend, in its nest it lay, Silenced forever, on that fateful day.
By KVarnas3 years ago in Poets
In the symphony of life, our melodies crossed, Harmonies humming, yet our hearts remained lost. I saw you there, a radiant note in the score,
By Manha3 years ago in Poets
Life is a journey, Of love and encouragement. It could be challenging, But it's life. We love, we care, and we fail, If we fail one time at love,
By Joe Bou Khalil3 years ago in Poets
Where grass never grew I'd be with you Because our bond Needs no grass or pond It only entails Two details A thee And me
By T. Licht3 years ago in Poets
Philocalist found a kiss from the sun and affection from a star found love within leaves and hugs within trees Philocalist
I've seen war and I've seen pain. I have chosen myself as I have never had an army with me to support me. The moment I opened my heart, it was crushed.
By Angel Adagio3 years ago in Poets
Those streets of yours, those paths In which we sometimes became passersby. While walking on these streets and roads Don't know when we became beggars.
By Suraj poetry plus 3 years ago in Poets
Deep in the heart of the woods, she sat alongside the riverbank and stared into the stream. The stillness of the woods and soft trudging of the water encapsulated her in a quiet solace. As she watched the stones and perennial herbs ebb and flow against the base of the riverbed, she gently trailed her feet atop the face of the water and allowed its coolness to refresh her from the hot sun beaming above.
By Anne R.3 years ago in Poets
Escaping own's shine to briefly lighten the controlling edges of another, Covertly darkened unexpectedly by one who cruelly chose to dim.
By ANITA RACHELLE3 years ago in Poets
It wasn’t anything like the books, mind you. No candle lit dinner or stargazing; No wine, and definitely no getting down on one knee.
By Scarlett Holder3 years ago in Poets
I see a future so bright and so bold, when I glare into the windows of your soul. I see a destiny that unfolds, when I glare into the windows of your soul.
By K. Wisendanger 3 years ago in Poets
It wasn't lost Nor was it destroyed How can something so precious Be lost within the grasp of my hand? I was born to guard
By Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)3 years ago in Poets
