Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
In the hush of twilight's tender grace, Silence whispers love, an embrace. No need for words to paint the air, Just the quiet warmth that two hearts share.
By Unkown Me?3 years ago in Poets
I could pack a bag at moment's notice With those run away with me eyes And the corners of your lips Wherein lies the hope I thought I’d lost.
By Annaise Michelle3 years ago in Poets
In the embroidery of life, where dreams and expectations adjust, There sprouts a bloom, sweet and heavenly. Love, the compass that guides us through,
By Sathishkumar S3 years ago in Poets
A babbling brook careening down every facet of the gorge Hurrying on its journey Kicking rocks out of its way Life springing up along its shores
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Something poisonous is rushing through my veins and pumping its way to my heart. Its affecting everything I do. My writing. My words. My thoughts. My music. My day to day. Now that feeling is killing me slowly and I can feel those parts of me dying off.
By Thomas James3 years ago in Poets
I woke up, I talked to my friend, There was a misunderstanding, I confided in the man of my dreams, I felt better, I went to bed.
By Rebecca Patton3 years ago in Poets
I was never destined for a great love story, A Romance of the ages. But oh, how I have come to fall for such opposing forces.
By Lane Burns3 years ago in Poets
Your sweater lies draped across my chair Sky blue, an effortless appearance In an unassuming neutral environment I feel pure softness extend
By Cindy Calder3 years ago in Poets
Snow bites at my skin tender marks of a lover Gently staking claim
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Whisper softly in my ear Words my heart longs to hear Caress my cheek softly with your hand Walk beside me, footprints in the sand
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Poets
Affectionate sentiments, scattered on the floor Blue fabric stretched on a couch, where we used to sit Casual feelings, displayed in pictures hung on walls
By The Invisible Writer3 years ago in Poets
The radiance of the night sings in its galore As the lost tales of amour in their quest squander in their rhythmic flair, The sky adorns the coy hue of the dusky blue,
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
