Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
The Robins Know True Love They sit close on a winter branch at dawn, feathers pressed where the cold cannot divide, no vows spoken, no promise written down,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Morning doesn’t knock— it just breathes on us, thin light slipping between the curtains like it knows we won’t answer. .
By Brie Boleyn9 months ago in Poets
The Mask That Hides the Hurt She paints her face in daylight tones and grace, a practiced smile perfected over years, no crack allowed to show the faulted ground,
Mittens and snow boots Some marshmallows in a mug Sweet, subtle soldiers
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden9 months ago in Poets
My father loved in straight lines. He believed love was shown by staying. He believed love was shown by working. He believed love was shown by never leaving.
By LUNA EDITH9 months ago in Poets
I am but a shell soul contained humanity With fire in my eyes
When Cancer Takes Cancer took my dad and left a family broken, Hearts split open, tears we drown in, Tears fall so frequently we cannot count them,
It’s been so long since hello . An old song pours from the radio in a flood across my unswept floor . who can breathe
By Sean Balogh9 months ago in Poets
my heart is kept warm mingling in the memories surviving winter
It was an enchanting night in spring, Alive with sparkling and shimmering stars; The pretty moon stood still in wonder While a madman pleaded to his love.
By GHANI KHAN9 months ago in Poets
I worry that I will have to lose myself—shrink myself—normalize who I am. I worry that I will be engaged in mediocrity, reality chipping away at my dreams and desires.
By Marysol Ramos9 months ago in Poets
a reckless love burned my tender heart to ashes still, I miss the smoke
By Vasalisa Wyld9 months ago in Poets
