Love caresses, not just touch, but whispers in the air, A gentle breeze that stirs the soul, a love beyond compare. A hand that lingers on a shoulder, a silent, sweet embrace,
By Moharif Yulianto2 years ago in Poets
Scrambling through my ecstasies, I stumbled across the depths of blue, On my way to my deathbed, I and Death had a rendezvous.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Love is not limited to words, a fleeting, whispered vow, It's not a sonnet penned in haste, or promises somehow. Love's language speaks in actions, deeds that touch the soul,
Love, oh love, a rose in crimson bloom, A fragrance sweet, dispelling winter's gloom. Petals so soft, a promise whispered true,
The whispers in the wind, once filled with your sweet name, Now carry echoes of silence, a love that's lost its flame. Empty chairs and vacant smiles, a haunting in the hall,
Everyone marvels at your beauty and grandeur How you span the gap with such grace They wonder at your strength That is
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
A vision of grace, a sight to behold The princess stands, her beauty to unfold Her hair, a golden crown, her eyes, a shining light
By Abbas2 years ago in Poets
Pictures, frozen moments in time, Capturing memories, like a treasured rhyme. A snapshot of joy, a glimpse of the past,
The seasons turn, the leaves may fall away, But like a constant moonbeam, my love holds sway. Though miles may stretch and silence fills the air,
My love is round, a circle ever true, No jagged edges, no sharp points to accrue. It spins and flows, a constant, gentle tide,
Doesn't Love Kill You (A Paradox) Doesn't love kill you, slowly, sweetly sting, A poison chalice, joy and sorrow cling? It lifts you high on wings of hope and fire,
Love, Oh Love Love, oh love, a whisper on the breeze, A fragrance sweet on blossoming cherry trees. A melody that lingers in the air,
