Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
In the garden of love, where storms may weep, "Roses in the Rain," a story to keep. Petals delicate, yet resilient they stand,
By Unkown Me?3 years ago in Poets
You are the love of my Cobain, the blood on my blade, and you’re no good for me baby, no good. You are the pin in my grenade, can’t pull you away. I need you, but you’re no good for me baby, no good.
By Desmond Razzano3 years ago in Poets
I wrote this late at night when my heart felt heavy, burdened under a myriad of emotions. // The feeling of falling Unaware, so suddenly, before warning or panic, my brain feels lightheaded
By Adina Junaid3 years ago in Poets
In shadows of the past, where memories glow, A tale unfolds, of learning to let go. Yet, in the dance of time, a paradox we find,
By Laiba Ahmed3 years ago in Poets
Raindrops are falling on my heart Sometimes they start as slight snowflakes Surfing slowly to my centre ----- My shirt is wet but it’s not blood
By Patrick M. Ohana3 years ago in Poets
You struggle with your looks feel uncomfortable looking in the mirror Your crooked smile and turnt up nose makes you want to cringe
By Thomas Terry3 years ago in Poets
In the realm of dreams, where echoes find a voice, A symphony of courage, a resolute choice. Through shadows deep and valleys low,
By Akash 3 years ago in Poets
~ Love Find Your Way!~ Love, Find your way... So I can show you what I have to share, Let me kiss you Gentle, Let me kiss you kind,
By Jennifer Cooley3 years ago in Poets
In a world embellished with tones so various, My expectation spreads out like a banner, a universe. Through the crystal of dreams, where hearts adjust,
By Sathishkumar S3 years ago in Poets
In the garden of the heart, love takes root, A timeless tale, in every glance and mute. It blooms in hues of passion's sweet refrain,
By Elena 3 years ago in Poets
Sweetheart, may I? Endearments feel strange on my tongue I always wanted to be called honey, or hon But releasing it from my stomach of butterflies
By Lark Hanshan3 years ago in Poets
Absence thumped Beating against ribs- Cacophony in head Dipped thoughts in Ever longing- Fingers searched blindly Grabbed loose threads-
By Katrina Thornley3 years ago in Poets
