love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Echoes of the Tomb
In the ethereal shadows of the cold midnight, The tomb's echo, a somber song takes flight, Rescues the laments of souls astray, In a macabre dance, the shared night's sway. Through the corridors of the realm of death, Whispers resonate, like a sorrowful breath, Among marble tombstones, a silent prayer, Tomb's echoes, murmurs that madness ensnare. Under the pale light of the cadaverous moon, The dance of specters, sepulchral in tune, Where the wind whispers hidden secrets, And tomb's echoes unveil the ethereal fatal. Crystal tears, like farewell's morning dew, On engraved tombstones, the tale of adieu, Tomb's echoes, a symphony from beyond, Tell secrets only the departed respond. In the darkness, the melody of sighs, Among graves, secrets in random ties, Tomb's echoes, where death takes a chance, In a shadowy ballet, reaching for eternity's expanse. Through shadows and profound mysteries, Tomb's echoes, like fertile murmuring seas, Reveal that in death, life is in suspense, A funereal song, an eternal suspense.Thank you for taking the time to read it.
By Eduarda Rodrigues3 years ago in Poets
Heartfelt Confession
Oh, you, enchanting and true, In the garden of roses, there is you. Your allure, your wit, your humor, Tis my heart's sweetest consumer. Brown eyes, a captivating line, Perhaps a hint, so divine. They say, "beauty lies in the beholder's eye," Yet, there you stand, a beauty untied. A symphony of grace, a vision to behold, In the beholder's gaze, your story unfolds.Beneath the moon's soft, silvery shine, Your presence, a melody, so fine.They speak of beauty, elusive and rare, But you, my dear, beyond compare. In your laughter, the stars align, A universe in your eyes, a design.Amidst the stars and moonlit glow, Your beauty, a constellation in my heart's flow.
By Oroush Fatima3 years ago in Poets
