love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
conflict of codes
When conflict of codes arrives Believe it will pass it will pass it will unite into Oneness the natural state of
talk to me
talk to me once. your voice will echo in my mind. i’ll sit on the bus and i’ll wonder if i’ll meet you there. talk to me once.
daphne grayPublished 6 months ago in PoetsThrift Store Finds
Astrological Sentimentalization Ideology __________________ Rows of shelves overflowing with stuff * Gently used clothes, books, and furniture
Mother CombsPublished 6 months ago in PoetsEternal Embrace
In the depths of darkness, a flicker of light, A tender whisper, a gentle respite. A poem unfolds, with words so sincere,
Crazy story writer ✍️Published 6 months ago in PoetsFly or Stay
Your tiercel has a broken wing, little formel it’s up to you to help nurse it back to health however, be warned, little formel
Alexandria StanwyckPublished 6 months ago in PoetsFalling
Electricity What falling in love feels like Butterflies in the stomach
Mother CombsPublished 6 months ago in PoetsLove is Like a Rose
Love is like a rose Sometimes, it is full of thorns Other times it's all blooms
Mother CombsPublished 6 months ago in PoetsExperience of bliss
This is such an amazing experience that words are here to melt into the soft silk and smooth delicate gentle waves they are here to be completely still
My Man Is So Smooth
I love a smooth shiny bald head and I have my own sleeping in my bed. I thought at one point, I may be crazy. This couldn’t be the only reason, what a daisy.
Denise E LindquistPublished 6 months ago in PoetsA heart note - a poem
My mate got heartbroken when he was just 14, I’ve always said to myself that would never happen to me Then I went and found the girl of my dreams
Henry PlumePublished 6 months ago in PoetsFacilitating Change
Feeling a bit on the outs like, headlights, in the eyes of a fawn It takes one hand to count all the things that I can count on
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 6 months ago in PoetsGrey
No burst of colour through my window in your absence Everything is a chorus of grey "but you love grey!" I hear you say as you chime through my mind, as you do every day
Frankie MartinelliPublished 6 months ago in Poets