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Love: In All Uncertain Terms
Love... I don’t even know what it is anymore. I thought it was that obsessive feeling that you get when you feel completely enamored with someone, where they occupy your every waking thought. I thought love was desire, I thought love was passion.
By Willow Cinders2 years ago in Poets
Train of life
Between comings and goings, on the train of life Do we know our destination? It's just a madness, A burst of love, A collapse of sorrows,
By marcia regina miranda de oliveira2 years ago in Poets
Love Language
Listening to slow jams in other languages I don’t speak their language But they hear all that languishes in my heart They cut through the pain
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
PRAYER
Dear Heavenly Father, You are merciful and loving And worthy of all our praises. Thank you for the life That you have given us
By Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)2 years ago in Poets
A Poetic Tale of Unspoken Affection
Explore the world of love's unspoken language by taking this beautiful voyage. "Whispers of Love" delves into the subtleties of love that flourish in silence and the elegance of words left unsaid. Accompany the poet as they decipher the enigmas of love, concealed in the core of the heart, and uncover the profound feelings that surpass words. This moving essay embraces the ability of silent gestures to convey the most profound feelings and encapsulates the subtlety of love.
By Creative Chronicles2 years ago in Poets
rebirth
quiet budding heart on the song of robin's call blossoms into spring -------------------------- Thank you for reading! You can read some of my other haikus here:
By R.I. Károly2 years ago in Poets
sophie's stars
sophie stares at the stars thinking they're like those magic cards quiet and shy until they dance and play left and right
By Ruby Red2 years ago in Poets
The Promising Future Of A Spinster
It's frightening. I really feel much better however I'm yearning for a kiss. One easy kiss or possibly not so straightforward.
By Lightbringer 2 years ago in Poets
The atrocious contradiction of existence
The atrocious contradiction of existence How ironically does existence glare at our agony Drawing its muse in the hours of our ecstasy
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
The Things That Impress Me
Have I said too much? Or have I said enough… Have I lived too much? Or have I lived enough… Have I loved too much? Or have I loved enough…
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
Harbinger
Harbinger of spring First bud of the season Yellow flowers Poking up through the snow Bringing joy to all who see A ray of sunshine
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
Love for Sale is a Misnomer
Besides a whole family home, people are lonely. Since the lockdowns from the pandemic, we haven’t been the same. The desperation for company and relationships is discernible. And the pain is real. How can we rebound? The proof is everywhere. Ads for online dating, incels looking for a connection willing to pay for a service that doesn’t exist. And yet, folks keep signing up, hoping for a miracle and being taken advantage of primarily by charlatans or bots. These days, incels talk to fake people without knowing the difference.
By Rene Volpi 2 years ago in Poets