Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
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By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY2 years ago in Poets
My face Between Root and Sky A hand against my face, I see, the tangled limbs that live in me. The branches twist, the veins align,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
The Road of Tears She runs, though shadows pull her back, A path too long, a sky too black. The castle looms, cold stone and spire,
In the Sunlight the waves glisten and the seagulls shriek their morning news. I hold my own hand as I look out on the clouds looming in.
By DLC2 years ago in Poets
I Just Was Never Quite Enough Sometimes there’s a place I go to when I want to be alone. When memories that haunt me won’t leave my mind alone.
… My sun-kissed skin Morphs into a shade of pink Like the inside of your lip. A splatter of freckles form Like I’ve been poked by a million stars
The storms had names, each one I knew,Whispered harshly in my ears.Their howling winds and skies so blue,Turned my courage into fears.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
suffering as though bereaved — knowing absence and loss as deep fissures — fractures in my bones. it’s a sentiment in this body that feels laced
By kp2 years ago in Poets
Sitting on a bench Haiku He sits on a bench Just sad looking out to sea What would his wish be
The Man who sits on the bench Every day he eats a sandwich, sitting on a bench by the sea. He always seems deep in thought, he never notices me.
I know I can't have you, Let me love you now. until you allow me to... until our circumstance will allow me to love you.
By Windchime2 years ago in Poets
It didn't have to end like this You didn't have to go While you’ve wandered through my mind I truly didn't know -------
By Marie McGrath2 years ago in Poets
