Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Oh Love stop I cant more wait a second to be Yours He said and I translated it wrong ... Oh Love I love You come back....
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 2 years ago in Poets
When Love Dies When love dies, a hush remains, A shadow slips between two planes. The soul, once bright, now silent weeps,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Oh Love Your terrible smiles You are making me laugh and desperate I could hardly stand not to go for Your waves You give Yourself fully I wonder if after All You are not terror
I was quite dumb to see the real you. I was so ignorant to notice the monster in front of me. I was quite stupid to see the signals of your malicious actions.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
I crave your presence. I crave your hugs. I crave your voice. I'm craving your lovely lips. I crave your caresses. ~~~
-*- I know, I did it again; I went for a coffee, I found you instead. -*- What's next? what can I say? what's worse than my silence?
By Alex Torres2 years ago in Poets
I don’t need your condition love Not even your toxic Love I am focus on me and my dreams So please stay away from me When I close my eyes you shouldn't be the first thing that I see
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
What Is This Love, After All? One day, we all sat together, Chatting away, light as a feather. The question arose, pure and true—
By The Content Crafter2 years ago in Poets
Talismanic melancholy Pensive thoughts Engaged in folly Battles fought From mad to jolly Wistful moods On medication Pumped up fools
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
In a world where laughter dances free, Your smile ignites the sun in me. Each moment shared, a spark divine, With every glance, our hearts entwine.
By obadiah2 years ago in Poets
1. Even while wrapped in a blanket of sorrows, Will you still see my smile? Even without words, Will you still understand my silence?
By PSYGENIUS2 years ago in Poets
I met him once—just once. A moment stolen from time, a passing glance wrapped in warmth, a stranger with a voice like quiet thunder.
By Eunice Kamau2 years ago in Poets
