Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Existing in the darkness already, but Corrupted by my desire for you, and Lulled (or perhaps lured?) by your light, I was drawn to you like a mate to an anglerfish, a listless
By F Cade Swanson3 years ago in Poets
Ethereal beauty lingering on the horizon Cerulean seas glimmer under the fiery skies Light starts to fade as shadows dance
By KA Stefana 3 years ago in Poets
In the realm where dreams take flight, Beneath the stars' soft, guiding light, I find my solace, pure and bright, In whispered winds of the silent night.
By Shirsendu Chakma3 years ago in Poets
Eternity would never be enough. Certainly, you belong with me. Love like ours was written in the stars. Incomplete until you filled this hole in my heart.
By Dianna Hoiland3 years ago in Poets
Sometimes, the relationships that we build over time, even though they might seem unbreakable, are in reality, quite fragile.
By Shital Ajit Londhe3 years ago in Poets
If I cried, he cried for a long time Cry to forget ... so forever remember Tears poured out the predestined debt Bring us back to the meaning of the stranger ...
By an3 years ago in Poets
What we yearn for as human beings is to be visible to each other.Jacqueline Novogratz * Remembering the 24 July 2018. * Meal finished.
By Pauline Fountain3 years ago in Poets
Ever wondered if it’s lonely, drifting onward into darkness? Could it discern if its prideful, for its contribution to life?
By L.Clabrough3 years ago in Poets
With arms of oak, so strong and worn, I've held a lifetime, night and morn. A creaky sigh, a gentle sway, I rock the young, I rock the gray.
By Buzu3 years ago in Poets
Elements of darkness and light Carouse through empty rooms Lingering in each doorway Inspired by your absence. Please don’t lie that you did this for me.
By Alison McBain3 years ago in Poets
Even as the sun rises and sets Creation cries aloud for something more Love loves and then it seems to just forget Infinity and life are in a war
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
We always say we love. But how much do we do? Do we love every day? Every moment. Or even for eternity. Do we take this love with us when we leave?
By Joe Bou Khalil3 years ago in Poets
