love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Your Smiling face
Oh, your smiling face, it lights up the space A ray of sunshine, a beacon of grace Your lips, they curve in a gentle embrace A smile so bright, it chases away the trace Of any worry, any fear or dismay Your smile, it banishes the night And brings the dawn, in a radiant way A new day, with hope and delight Your eyes, they sparkle like the stars above A celestial light, a love so true They twinkle bright, with a gentle love A shining beacon, sent from above Your smile, it's a gift from the divine A treasure, a joy so fine It fills my heart, with a love so true A love that's only found in you
By Sher singh3 years ago in Poets
A GRIEF OF MY MOTHER
A grief of my mother, heavy and deep, In sorrow's embrace, her heart does weep. With every tear shed, her pain does show, A mother's grief, like rivers that flow. Through sleepless nights, her anguish cries, In solitude, her sorrow lies. Memories of loss, like shadows, they creep, A grief of my mother, buried so steep. Her eyes, once bright, now dim with despair, In her brokenness, life seems unfair. With each passing day, her anguish grows, A mother's sorrow, no one truly knows. But in her heart, love's flame shall keep, A grief of my mother, forever weeps.
By Sher singh3 years ago in Poets
Wanting in Winter
Only once did it take to lock my heart forever to yours; our passion abandoned due to a cause neither of us wanted to fight. Blinded by bullets, blizzards, time ticked on. Trails of you leaving were quickly blown away into snowdrifts, my dreams, my starving desire. That kiss was not to be our last; I will never stop believing you will wander home before the hearth grows empty, enter my bed with your inner battle won. In sleep I see your eyes ice blue, your lashes heavy, pelleted by the storm within; I am inside you and see that each footstep you take is cautious, though your toes are black, your face raw from the brutal winds, each print brings you closer to me. I am your guiding light, your angel whipping sunlight toward you, claiming you to this cracking heart. When I wake, brittle, hungry, tasting you still, I wrap all I can find to warm me and make one last fire. I search for sustenance, anything to keep me steadfast, ready to see you stumbling through the opening of the forest, in whatever pieces you are in, I will heal you, over and over again. I find the vodka you left for your return. I hesitate to open it as it could further your journey. I am ravenous and lie down by the fire, falling back into my polar dreams where our hearts are pressed together pumping life into each other. Your chest is bare, my love.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)3 years ago in Poets
THE BLANK OF THE SEA
In the depths of the ocean, where the waves do cease, Lies a blanket of blue, a canvas of peace. The sea, it does whisper, a gentle breeze, A soothing melody, a symphony of ease. The coral reefs, they do glimmer, a kaleidoscope of light, A colorful tapestry, a wondrous sight. The fish, they do dart, a dance of delight, A chorus of laughter, a symphony of delight. The sea, it does hold, a treasure untold, A world of wonder, a story untold. The blank of the sea, it does beckon, A call to adventure, a journey unspoken. So come, let us dive, into the deep blue sea, And discover the secrets, that only it can see. For in its depths, we'll find, a world of glee, A blank of the sea, a treasure for thee.
By Sher singh3 years ago in Poets
Disobedience
I needed more than the bare minimum. You probably think you did your best but I provided more. What I require is exactly what I am capable of giving. I didn't ask for the impossible but the choices you made were insanely poor. There was a process I initiated and boundaries I expected you to follow. Acceptance of broken communication is still taking a lot out of me. What was once connecting us can and will be severely severed. I envisioned a future of madness and hoped it would set us free. The path of peace is one I have to take alone. My failure is one that had to occur for me to expand. A life of pessimistic tranquility cannot exist no matter how hard I pushed. I settled for a marriage where you no longer held my hand. There is a clever con you force yourself to believe. Where promises you want to hear are not the ones you make. The change I sought was the one I had to endure and claim. Blissful ignorance is a powerful tool for the corrupted insane. The finish line feels so unattainable and far away. Like this process will be rewarded when I know it won't. I allow my regression to keep pulling me back instead of forward. I can't give you this much control every time you return, so please don't. I am metamorphic and still ascending at a steady pace. You will change artificially but that is your burden to bear. I don't want to be reminded of past mistakes and wounded pride. My soul is transforming and you can't halt this evolution so don't you dare. I wish I could fast forward until I'm fully healed. But who knows when that will occur and what will transpire. I have my doubts and anxieties and perhaps I always will. But time altered its future for me so my bleakness isn't so dire. What happened to the potential I thought resided in me? If I was so stubborn, why did I give up on myself so quickly? I thought I was a masterpiece in disguise, in the making. How do I carve myself out of marble and still be more than what I want to be? The future keeps extending his warm and cuddly hand. I don't want a new companion to completely conquer me. I want a future where I can love myself and be loved in return. I'm not asking for a miracle, just for the future to be simple and happy for me. I want serenity and the peace that comes with an unclouded mind. If love will allow me, I will claim both along with his hand in mine
By Anna Torres3 years ago in Poets
Teach you
GROWN WOMAN! Teach you, how to love you, so when REAL love comes along you’re healed enough to enjoy it! I don’t think you notice HOW much more you need to be healed until you lose someone you thought you’d spend forever with.. whew…But when you do decide to change, heal, grow..do it for YOU. Do it for Future you. Present you. You that deserves to be loved.
By LaTonya Staples3 years ago in Poets
