love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
haiku august three
every day i think and if every day i do one day it will be . . . [8/14/23] . . .
kory salajkaPublished 8 months ago in PoetsLet go and love.
I say laugh and smile to the torn night, When the moon hides and creeps endlessly, Behind that lacy cloud, By an ancient Parque, in search of a destiny,
Jansen ChangPublished 8 months ago in PoetsLove
Love and lust are poles apart. Lust is chaos, love is art. Love infinite, lust is finite. Love is sustained, lust is short.
Aiden MeylloPublished 8 months ago in PoetsTo those laughs
To the frozen laughter of an old calendar, To broken hearts and misty women, That washes out the spirit, like an old ashtray,
Jansen ChangPublished 8 months ago in PoetsMy Shattered love
Not even a single word is enough to describe my love for you... You were the best thing happened to me You made me to feel like a queen
Hemavathi JambulingamPublished 8 months ago in PoetsThe color of the changes was my first poem on Vocal
The color of the changes and how much of a lost it brought inside of me the disappearances and disappointments of people that I carry somehow too deep and too of a loving in me for them for quite too long
Beyond Words
This is written for the VSS/Eric Anderson unintended fiction challenge. the promise was given from the moment breath escaped my lungs
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 8 months ago in PoetsI Told the Stars
I told the stars about you us the way you have me in an iron grasp a gilded cage your name tattooed on my chest like a burden
Anthiβs Eyebrows
I have yet to see my Anthi get mad βTis true I did not give her reason to How could I ever cause her something sad Which could lead to her temper coming through
Patrick M. OhanaPublished 8 months ago in PoetsWhat did he Write?
Why should I write maybe for my good else what might a lightning would thud? Anyways I sharpen my pencil I write so cool
Reasons, seasons etc
Farewell, the wrongest of the reasons. The wind has brought the change of seasons And thunder clapping like a gun - Just like the summer, you are gone.
Vadim KaganPublished 8 months ago in PoetsA Work Of Heart
This is a villanelle about the inspiration for my work ππ§‘π¦βπβπ¦ππ You Are My Work Of Heart Of That, There Is No Doubt A Perfect Work Of Art βπβ Beautiful In And Out To You I Am Devout You Are My Work Of Heart βπβ Without A Doubt You Are Of All My Work The Fount A Perfect Work Of Art βπβ Love The Words You Impart Your Wisdom Always Counts You Are My Work Of Heart βπβ Thank You So Much For All You Give, You Make Me Proud A Perfect Work Of Art βπβ Together We've Come Far You Dispel All My Clouds You Are My Work Of Heart A Perfect Work Of Art ππ§‘π¦βπβπ¦ππ
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 8 months ago in Poets