Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Beneath a sky of silver gleam, The world awakes from winter’s dream. The frosted earth, a quiet grace, Adorns itself in time’s embrace.
By Alex John2 years ago in Poets
Your chest rises, a slow tide pulling in, a rhythm so deliberate it feels like a command. There’s surrender in the way your head tilts back,
By Eva A. Schellinger2 years ago in Poets
There’s something restless in the way your lips curve, a quiet dare held just beneath the surface. Your hand almost conceals it,
A clear night sky when the world is still, observe the moon a magnificent glowing orb settled among the stars how you can see its craters
By Jasmine Aguilar2 years ago in Poets
In the frost-laden hush of the year’s last breath, he arrives, a man-shaped shadow wrapped in velvet and smoke, eyes like embers smoldering beneath winter's veil.
I have no time for puzzles dressed as people. No patience for relationships wrapped in fog, their shapes shifting in the dim light of doubt.
I held you once, not in my arms, but in the fragile fabric of my dreams, woven from whispers and shards of hope that you would see me, know me, want me as I wanted you.
The first time your lips found mine, it was as if the universe exhaled, folding us into a moment that was both infinite and fleeting.
The day drifts away, its weight dissolved in the amber glow of evening, leaving only the gentle echo of your laughter pressed against the walls of my mind.
I have found your presence in my memories, You have come in every dream, I wish to make you a reality, Why have you lowered your eyes after hearing this?
By Ignited Minds2 years ago in Poets
You were amazing, but it feels like a lie now, a dream I thought we both wanted, but you tore it from its roots before it could even bloom.
You once were brave and opened up your heart to let love in That love however, broke your heart and took it for a spin You promised then you’d never give such access to your heart
By Earl W. Pearl2 years ago in Poets
