Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Beneath a sky where fire meets peace, The crimson sun begins to cease, Its bleeding light on waters still, A hush upon the island hill.
By Fazal Malikabout a year ago in Poets
Beneath the veil of quiet skies, A lonely truth in silence lies. The world moves on with fleeting grace, Yet leaves behind an empty space.
By Emma about a year ago in Poets
In the quiet of night, the sky softly glows, A secret it carries, a mystery it knows. The moon hums a song in a silver-white tone,
By Mahmood Afridiabout a year ago in Poets
The Plight of the One-Eyed Duck He flaps like he’s drunk, wings all akimbo, circling a pond near the village of Limbo One eye shut tight, the other on guard
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
I walk where cliffs and oceans meet, In twilight hush, with silent feet. The sky turns deep, a violet flame, And still — the wind, it knows my name.
By Shaheerabout a year ago in Poets
Names seem insignificant when souls encounter I’m choosing to write this at 3 a.m. When the veil is at its thinnest And the thoughts come through unfiltered I need to send these words off and offer them a fighting chance In spite of the signs suggesting otherwise And reality slowly crippling back in at sunrise Divine guidance will show us the way — trust the process love I may have doubted you and I But I will never question destiny I have to go and let the road unfold Yet a part of my soul gets ripped off with every step I take We have been blessed with lives full of wonder Visions of the future and the past And I wouldn’t trade this for the world For if nothing else, we’ll always be storytellers Different essence, same mission and intertwined lives Our pact was to lead each other to the light when things got tough So I had to come get you — something to do with the remnants of a past life As I erase the lines that cut the deepest from my manuscript I’m once again grateful for inspiration Finding its way back to my life when I need it the most We already know all that we ought to And the rest is history Worry not, we’ll meet again
By khalidabout a year ago in Poets
Extinguished like a cigarette Pressing firmly, until the smolder She sighed, "it's that easy to leave regret, a wounded carcas, on the shoulder"
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
There isn’t much I cannot say, but you found the one thing anyway. You showered me in gold and sparkles. Fed me oysters with champagne.
By Cristal S.about a year ago in Poets
The wounds we make cut ever deep Though they never break the skin No blemish, bruise, or welt can creep O'er the shadow we let in
By Ian Readabout a year ago in Poets
Draw back the layers that keep you safe Undress your life and tell me your secrets Reveal the parts of you that nobody else sees
By Simon Georgeabout a year ago in Poets
I’m only just now learning, there are holes I’ll never fill that my practice at discerning, lacks a specific kind of skill.
You’re a safe haven, Of comfort and sweetness. In human form. I confide in you, darling. I flourish and thrive in this love,
By Jessica Varvilabout a year ago in Poets
