love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Dark Poetry
A Dying Man I'm destined for the grave for my soul can not be saved from death's tight grip. I began to slip deeper and deeper into madness until they pull me away in my casket. I should have known these blue skies and peaceful nights would not last. How could live knowing my life could end so tragic that this life would never last that everything would soon collide and crash with my present and my past. In those dark pits, my soul will never last my sins will always come to pass. Can God hear my voice cry and sing pleading for mercy for only his hand can help me. I have lied and cheated throughout life never listening to those who preach about Christ. Do they laugh and mock now that I am apart of the devil's flock as my whole body begins to wither and rot.
By Winfield Brothers 8 years ago in Poets
Light to the Flame.... Letters to Him
She sees him in her dreams, his touch haunts her soul. She can feel the remnants of his soul when they are apart. No one is supposed to make her feel this way, she didn't give him permission. He hides his emotions through fears, and she hides emotions in her notebook. His stares frighten her, it's as if she can see the window to his soul, it is almost if it was destined, if there is such a thing. No matter how far they try to run, their souls are like magnets, pulling the two to connect. Could it be, if they both drop their fears, and love themselves unconditionally, that's only when their flames can become one? For she is him, and he is her, their hearts beat in sync, longing to return to its rightful owner. When one is lost the other is lost too, their hurt, and pain reflect each other, but one is too blind to see this.
By Kimberly "NaturallyImperfected" Gordon8 years ago in Poets
