Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
The Girl with the Umbrella of Stars She walked through the square at peace, an umbrella made of stars above her head. People turned but said nothing,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
Where are you? I'm so confused, It's like talking to a different person, Though you're still here, Why are you shouting?
By Carol Ann Townend12 months ago in Poets
Last night, We fought Because you tried to erase me, Minimised my every thought, Refused to listen to every word, You decided only your views counted,
i will not unfurl in your spotlight. i bloom best in your long shadow. ~ i am not the type to critique or condemn you at least not out loud.
By Sonia Heidi Unruh12 months ago in Poets
Black dress neat in a dirty coffin, empty hands echo lifelong commitment to loneliness, unsaid vows wither into notebook ashes,
By Chloe Corcoran12 months ago in Poets
Your masks might lie, but their forms and lines reveal the truth of the intentions behind. So I search beyond the plastic
By A. S. Lawrence12 months ago in Poets
Sing softly to me Speak the words an ocean couldn’t whisper so sweet Sing softly your heart to me Sing softly to me Tell me words whispered in the breeze
By Sarah Lynn Jones12 months ago in Poets
Every night I dream of an exile to Arcadia: That land untainted. There no serpents lie, bidding me to take their fruit. There is no box of temptation.
By Callum Summers12 months ago in Poets
Glittering sun beams Embrace water like silk sheets Fingertips wander Breaking the surface apart Unlike balanced pond skaters
By Michele Nampalli12 months ago in Poets
in the twister, intelligent and chaotic not yet compliant with regulations especially for the dramatic effect circles make the world go round
By ⸘jason alan‽12 months ago in Poets
Letters I Never Sent I keep them in a box made of birch. Every word I never said folded neat. Each one still breathing faintly,
After the Fire When the fire was over, I walked through the ash with careful steps. Smoke curled like ghosts that had nowhere to go.
