Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Could this be a new form of poetry? I call it a 'sandwich poem.': I don’t know why you love me, But I’m so glad you do. 🍞🍞🍞🍞
By Calvin London12 months ago in Poets
The bed still holds the shape of where you lay, the hollow hums a memory’s low refrain. I lie within the dip and fade away.
By Brie Boleyn12 months ago in Poets
She lives in a quiet house that hums with everything unspoken. From the outside it looks peaceful, but inside, time hangs like wet laundry;
By Nash Georges12 months ago in Poets
How can you expect me to look at you differently When my heart already chose you Has me chasing you Has me in hope of more than a friendship
By L.I.E12 months ago in Poets
Isn’t it easy Looking forward Ignoring the background noises Keeping the hearts together Engaging in hugs Remembering the good times
The Mirror of Emotion Some days I look in the mirror and see every storm I survived. The face is older, softer, but the eyes remember every wave.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
Guess Who Loves to Hate You It’s me. Of course it’s me. Who else would carry your ghost like a charm around their neck? I whisper your name just to feel it burn,
Shouting in Silence He burns without flame, a storm inside his skin, too proud to cry, too lost to speak. The walls are his witnesses,
The Girl with Torn Colours She paints her dreams in broken shades, blues that whisper sorrow, reds that never dry. Her room is her world,
As the darkness swells a single flame illuminates the page My sweet Annmarie, I am afraid this will be the last you hear from me.
By David Williams12 months ago in Poets
العجوز والبحر والفنار فنار شدوان العنيد العتيد الصابر الصامد في جزيرةٍ لا يزورها سوى الريح، حيث موج خليج السويس يحرسُ الأسرارَ القديمة،
By MOHAMED HASSAN12 months ago in Poets
There it is again- that small, stubborn light. A lantern hung at the edge of the darkness, breathing like a heartbeat- I can almost remember.
By Madison Jade12 months ago in Poets
