Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
* How to tell you, I don't love you, Where there is love in heart, How to tell you, hey! I love you, Where there is fear in heart,
By Manthan3 years ago in Poets
(love is like) Love is like a painting filled with all colours and shades love is like a bleeding heart cut with many sharp blades
By JAY PATEL3 years ago in Poets
Love and lust are poles apart. Lust is chaos, love is art. Love infinite, lust is finite. Love is sustained, lust is short.
In the digital realms where love's pixels intertwine, We navigate a landscape where emotions intertwine. Status updates echo feelings left unsaid,
By Buzu3 years ago in Poets
Raindrops, raindrops, pitter-patter, Tiny dancers on my matter. Down my cheeks they take a slide, Giggling whispers, side by side.
By Sunil Kushwaha3 years ago in Poets
I never saw one, growing up Such an impossibly tiny thing But here it hovers, eight floors high In a garden meant to heal with distractions
By Sean A.3 years ago in Poets
The clock struck midnight, another chapter closed But life still remains a long and winding road It’s time I start living all for myself
By Noah Nelson3 years ago in Poets
I was the sunny side up version of you. Stop and reminisce, and you’ll see. I was the smile to your frown, the jewel to your crown.
By Rowan Finley 3 years ago in Poets
Look at me playing the begging game Seems I've made a show of myself again, but I don't think you understand how badly I don't want things to change
By Frankie Martinelli3 years ago in Poets
i pretend i’m across the room — it’s too ugly to be human standing tall, exposed and just maybe if i stay far enough she won’t see all the parts in me that make me uncomfortable
By Ella Valentine3 years ago in Poets
I hope today your heart is full, with dreams you speak of through your sweetness Lack of stress builds up inside, the desire for more is something you could confide in
By Mason Darnielle3 years ago in Poets
I crave your scent; I can smell you're out for blood. Found between love and hate is passion, For those who like it rough.
By Jollyoddbod Poetry3 years ago in Poets
