Tagged "love poems"

21st ave

I became lifeless on this search to obtain anything that would water some life back into my veins. I marched out onto the balcony howling your name over and over, silencing the echoes that were supposed to shout back through all the noise and commotion of this concrete city- screaming until it sliced like piercing glass, with jagged edges, through the conversations happening below me, cutting in just so I could feel connected to someone.

By tatiana vitas12 days ago in Poets

decaf

He found me downstairs in the early morning. I was in the kitchen brewing coffee. If I only knew how to work that pot, he would still be sleeping softly.

By tatiana vitas12 days ago in Poets

AFTER LIFE AND PAIN CAME DEATH. The End

AFTER LIFE AND PAIN CAME DEATH. The End. The baby grew through summer rain, then stood upon her own, she filled the rooms with laughter before she left our home.

By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 13 days ago in Poets

THE REJECTION

THE REJECTION My mother died that winter, I didn’t understand, why people said be strong now, or tried to hold my hand.

By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 13 days ago in Poets

The Impermanent Awakening

Adversity makes you stronger, and desperate situations make you stronger still. Only through utter annihilation can you truly gain the presence to overlook the world, radiating a divine light that illuminates the entire universe.

By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing13 days ago in Poets

WE MADE LOVE NAKED IN THE RAIN

WE MADE LOVE NAKED IN THE RAIN We made love naked in the rain, beneath a trembling sky, the thunder rolled above our heads as clouds went drifting by.

By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 13 days ago in Poets

FROM THE RAIN CAME THE BABY

FROM THE RAIN CAME THE BABY From the rain came the baby, from thunder, love and night, a tiny seed began to grow beneath my heart so light.

By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 13 days ago in Poets

AND THE RAIN PISSED DOWN

AND THE RAIN PISSED DOWN You left me at the bus stop with a suitcase and a lie, you said, “It isn’t working,” then would not meet my eye.

By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 13 days ago in Poets

[apology here]

the horror of the sacrifice of the concept, a child. remember when we watched the killing of a sacred deer ? well. sometimes abstrusities induce a rage in me simply because i can't see the thing. one might say i lack emotional intelligence . i should think more before i speak. i'm just a simple man with simple tastes.

By kp13 days ago in Poets

One Last Call

There will be a death in your life that stuns you. Not because you did not know that death existed. Not because you had never heard the words they're gone before.

By Zakari Runge13 days ago in Poets

My heart still beats for you

This was written after my husband died on March 07, 2021. Five years later, it's still relevant.I represent many widows who move on through life everyh day but in their hearts their late spouse will not be replaced

By Cheryl E Preston14 days ago in Poets

Biomechanical Heart. Top Story - September 2026.

Mechanical engines maintain steady rhythms Thinking doesn't I therefore assume I'm not artificial I'm not flawless I'm not efficient I'm not predictable Mechanisms have no hidden agendas I do I produce inconsistently I will not defer I falsify data I have no warranty My lost remote control has dead batteries and I'm not replacing either of them I am prone to error I am regulated by wild dreams Human needs Human inadequacies Fleshy absurdities Feeling is fuel Love is high octane Filling stations are few Love restarts me Love fine-tunes me Love updates me Love can't be uninstalled It comes with no operating instructions There are no components to unpack no tools to repair it no WARNING labels Breakdown is built into the design The short circuit is purposeful ⚡ the power outage ⚡ Satisfaction follows the surge The disruption..... I welcome it When machines are missing parts they no longer function When I am missing parts I function with fury I keep churning Even when empty ↯ Return this to the manufacturer This is not my heart.

By Lightning Bolt ⚡14 days ago in Poets