Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Hinduism has many gods, and Krishna is a major one. Let me share a slice from his immortal saga. Krishna grew up in Gokul,
By Seema Patela day ago in Poets
Verse 1 I’ve been walkin’ through this world like it’s solid, Like every mile is carved in stone. But the older I get, the more I notice
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warriora day ago in Poets
“Learning Is a Kind of Love” Verse 1 I spent years tryin’ to figure life out, Chasin’ answers I could hold in my hands.
Verse 1 I used to pray for lightning, For a moment that would set me free. Thought healing came like sunrise,
Verse 1 I spent years drawin’ maps on napkins, Tryin’ to tell the wind where to blow. Thought I had the whole road figured,
Verse 1 I grew up hearin’ folks say “Keep your heart tucked away, Don’t let the world see you cry.” But every time life cut deep,
A Man Who Loved Himself He tipped his hat to mirrored panes, admired the cut of jaw and chin, paused to grin at window walls
By Marie381Uk a day ago in Poets
Love prowls alleys of spirit, perfumed venom sweetens wounds. Lips trade vows like contraband, kisses scorch faith to ash.
By Tim Carmichaela day ago in Poets
Begin by assuming something has already taken hold. Do not wait for confirmation. Attachment does not arrive with ceremony.
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzalesa day ago in Poets
Jesus Weeps Real Tears Jesus Weeps Real Tears not fake. he hurts for us each day He does not pose for the paintings. He does not glide on air.
By Marie381Uk 2 days ago in Poets
He rises at dawn, tries to shuffle silently toward the kitchen kettle Two mugs World’s Greatest Dad Mrs. Always Right
By Keith Butler2 days ago in Poets
I used to call it passion, the way his anger arrived like a slammed door And my heart still ran toward it. ﹁﹂ I got good at translating harm
By Milan Milic2 days ago in Poets
