Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
The After When we pulled away, the air was different— heavier, yet lighter, as though the universe had exhaled with us.
By Janeabout a year ago in Poets
I cannot stop dreaming. . There are uncharted icebergs in the blue oceans swirling Around pits, fathomless and dark, of cold curiosity.
By Silver Dauxabout a year ago in Poets
Your Cowardice You had only to speak. One moment of courage, one breath of truth— and I would have let you go with grace.
You arrive like color on a blank canvas, soft at first, just a trace along the edges, a glance that lingers too long, a laugh that makes the room tilt toward you.
By Printique Studiosabout a year ago in Poets
You are the lantern of my love Always burning bright. You provide me with guidance Every day and every night. A love that comes in silence
By Calvin Londonabout a year ago in Poets
She was my world. Aloft in her chair, heavy with despair. 'Twas a world she could not bare. Disposed in the light, visceral in the dark,
By Sara Elizabeth Joyceabout a year ago in Poets
Waiting Together We wait, separately, but in a way that feels entwined. I wait in the shade of your memory, you wait in the warmth of mine.
Becoming Known In every story, every confession, I am discovered slowly, piece by piece, as I discover you. There is a delicate reverence
The Promise Unkept I did not ask you to stay. I did not beg for forever. I only asked for clarity— that if you turned away,
The End That Wasn’t Spoken You ended us not with words, but with avoidance. You chose disappearance over honesty, leaving me to unravel alone.
The Sentence You Never Spoke I asked for so little— not your forever, not even your love— just the decency of truth. You could have said,
To my lonely sister, the moon. It's dark as I sit here alone in my room, but never mind, Your company is always good when I sit here in complete solitude.
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
