love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
'TWD' Anthology
King County Never had I dreamt the perfect world would lie in waste... in dust and grime... the rocks of Atlanta still in an eerie silence... the Mother of all halted by a meaningless betrayal. Tears of the once brave litter the earth beneath the steps of a father, a leader of the lost. Must democracy reign amidst dictators or shall a savior emerge, offering protection against the connection to the poisonous forest - venomous by nature, experimenting with the living. It mocks those who lament over the front it has up, disorienting and diminishing what little will is left. Empty holsters with pistols held at temples - justification for the new world, the once perfect world.
By Amanda Reifert3 years ago in Poets
Valentines Poems/Rhymes, Format or None Contest
Chocolate-covered pretzels and Truffles were the prizes. I have T-shirts and other gifts but you just have to give me chocolate for a Valentine's prize of this size. So many friends entered. Most that have participated before, Many contributed six or seven entries.
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Poets
Whispers Among the Stars: A Fairy's Tale of Love and Loss
In the boundless expanse of the night sky, where stars dance in celestial ballet and galaxies spin tales of cosmic wonder, lies a realm unseen by mortal eyes – a magical world where fairies flit among the constellations, their delicate wings shimmering with the light of a thousand stars.
By Christopher Ezeh3 years ago in Poets
LAST BREATHE
In the quiet hush of the night's embrace, "LAST BREATHE," our wild race. With hearts ablaze, we dance in the fire, In life's madness, our souls aspire. Through twists and turns, we journey on, "LAST BREATHE," until the dawn. Crazy moments, we seize with glee, In the chaos, we find our glee. With each exhale, a tale unfolds, "LAST BREATHE," our story told. Life's rollercoaster, wild and free, In its frenzy, we find our spree. So let's embrace the madness, hand in hand, "LAST BREATHE," where we stand. For in life's craze, we'll always find, In each other's arms, our peace of mind.
By Sher singh3 years ago in Poets






