Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
I. In the horizon I see the pearls nestled behind your pink silk lips. Your hair, Caramel fire burning on The Throne of Aphrodite.
By Kourtney Risher9 years ago in Poets
The black I remember the taste of it Dripping off your tongue Burning into our flesh Like a sickness To have green pastures
By L. E. King9 years ago in Poets
I can't say I understand what you've been through No one person can say that of another Pain is not the same, never exactly the same
By Creative Hub9 years ago in Poets
And so I, in my deepest thoughts, doth think Of the beginning of a lot of thinks and cringe What about the if and if nots
By Harydo Neon9 years ago in Poets
I wanna reach out and take your hand, but you pull yourself out of the abyss, like an Amazon put on trial. As I fade into the shadows,
I was told to never fall in love Thinking it silly, I agreed. Your voice was like chocolate silk, Smooth and Comforting, it calmed me.
By Luna Phoenix9 years ago in Poets
When they looked into each other's eyes oh my you should’ve seen the galaxies collide. It lit up the sky everyone stopped what they were doing to look
By n vash9 years ago in Poets
You are so easy goddamn to love And I love you When you’re hard to love, I love you more... But my eloquence left out that door
By Elizabeth Remotigue9 years ago in Poets
How I long to hate you. You bring me pain, confusion, and lunacy. You are highly overrated. I just want to be liberated;
By Lauren P.9 years ago in Poets
It’s three in the morning and I can’t sleep, so I walk to the subway. The subway is dimly lit, the tracks in front of me blanketed in shadows.
Oh Life..oh life...oh life How badly you have been painted With black colours and greasy paint As beautiful as you are, it's strange
Some guys are addicted to smoking Am addicted to thinking Some guys are even addicted to drinking Am addicted to continue thinking
