Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
A Broken depressed man He wakes to silence, cold and deep, A house once full, now left to weep. Echoes linger, soft yet cruel,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Emotionless I felt so numb, a hollow void, A heart once full, now destroyed. You played your game, you wore your crown, While I just watched as you let me drown.
Tell me..... Why does my peace startle your demons why must they battle with my calm Clamor around like sawed off shotguns
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Your love is the shit It made me strong I was hooked Like the waves to the shore Only to be pulled away Your love is the shit
By Ania Carson2 years ago in Poets
Under the Waterfall We made love beneath the rushing fall, skin slick with the kiss of untamed water, your hands mapping my body like uncharted land,
This ghazal beautifully captures the depth of longing and the bittersweet essence of love. The poet, lost in the enchantment of their beloved’s gaze, compares their state to a fragile drop of dew, ready to fade at any moment. The verses flow with the melancholic beauty of unfulfilled love, weaving imagery of night, sorrow, and the eternal yearning of the soul.
By heasb0012 years ago in Poets
This ghazal beautifully captures the depth of longing and heartache that love can bring. The poet weaves a tale of passion, betrayal, and the lingering pain of memories. The imagery of the moon, wind, and shadows adds a mystical touch, painting a picture of love that both elevates and devastates.
This ghazal beautifully captures the pain of unfulfilled love and longing. The poet finds themselves trapped in the spell of a gaze, yearning for a love that remains out of reach. The imagery of the night, the wind, and the unattainable beloved weaves an atmosphere of melancholy and devotion.
By heasb0022 years ago in Poets
You can’t fix my pieces, Why do you cry at my numb soul It is what you gave me And I took with all my strength. Do not try to glue me together
By Mansi2 years ago in Poets
This ghazal speaks of an undying love, where the poet’s heart remains consumed by longing. The imagery of fire, ruin, and devotion paints a portrait of a lover who finds solace in memories despite the absence of the beloved. The poem captures the essence of deep, unfulfilled love—one that continues to burn even in despair.
Across the miles, a heart beats true, A love that knows no distance, just you. Your voice, a melody in my ear, Though miles apart, you're always near.
By Barine kabari 2 years ago in Poets
I am sorry but is this seat taken ? I don't mean the chair but to actually sit with you. I have things to say but being forward
By Harydo Neon2 years ago in Poets
