Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
The library stood choked with dust, Where moonlight bled through broken panes. I traced the shelves with hands of rust, And found your name in scarlet stains.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"about a year ago in Poets
I push them away, again and again. It’s not deliberate, not at first, but it’s there—in the way I retreat into myself when things start to feel too close, too real.
By Stephanie Jarrellabout a year ago in Poets
The moths had eaten through his crown, His throne was but a splintered chair, Yet still she came when night fell down To brush the dust from hollow hair.
17 years old I thought love was an instant reply message It's the chat records of good morning, good night and late at night
By Lunaabout a year ago in Poets
It‘s Tomorrow Now It’s tomorrow and you left me yesterday, A shadow lingering where light once played, The echoes of your footsteps fade away,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Aries rising Mean girl Not surprising Daddy issues Loves those pretty blonde views She’ll turn you quick into a memory
By Mikayla Roseabout a year ago in Poets
Poem 1 Eyes watching me in the Dark I saw them blink, a pair of lights, No torch, no lamp, just quiet nights. A shadow still, it didn’t move,
Look deeper than just what you see to know the deeper sides of me An original down to the core come closer to learn even more
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
It took me a long time to stop grieving a goodbye you called a gift. For a while, I made your silence into scripture. I turned your absence into a reflection of my worth.
It was never your decision to decide what was or wasn’t best for me. But you did it anyway— wrapped your absence in the language of sacrifice
end days in these quarantine times, staring at floorboards uneven. while mother lies dying, intractably morose, i count the times i've been here before–
By kpabout a year ago in Poets
With eyes so wide and spirit bright, A little girl, a pure delight. Her love unfolds in simple ways, Through sunny smiles and happy days.
By M.A.Rahmanabout a year ago in Poets
