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Best Poems about Love of all Time
There were huge questions hanging before me
while I was strolling early morning in the park:
Why can't I get u out of my mind?
Why am I even in Love with you?
It was his whisper that made everything clear.
The moon's embrace gathered more in gravity.
It was more than just a voice,
it was a soul reaching for mine.
It was his eyes that made me gasped for air.
They were telling me he loves me, it was real,
it was a fairy tale.
That every time I see them sparkle, I find my heartstrings
dance with glee.
That all the time I stare & blush, his secrets were revealed.
It was true love.
The smile he does kills me with butterflies.
That laugh he makes gives me such feeling sweeter than candy,
making me sure, I Love everything about him.
Making me sure, he'll wait for me.
I wonder all the time if we r even real
He was too good to be true
A prince perhaps that came from the sun's magic
Am I princess now then? It's so unreal.
His hands were warm, his face is perfect,
every scar & imperfections were more than just it
I would leave a trace, & there memories r formed.
And those moments r left unsaid for they r just only
for us, just us. Love & forever.
When I was walking in the park, daffodils started singing
it was night then, the stars were staring at me.
They started to speak words my heart only understood
"He loves me, I Love him, we r Forever"
And there I stood alone, asked myself again:
Why am I even in Love with you?
And all these reasons r just nothing
for then I realized the real answer...!!!
I Love u because of you. u Alone...!!!
Snowflakes Make Me Glow.
Forever beautiful
in your own right,
you come all hours,
in the day & the night.
Floating crystalline splendor,
you purify,
you add beauty
to all the dead surroundings.
And when the sun rises,
you evaporate
to do it all over again.
The LORD knows,
I Love your crunching
under my toes,
it makes me glow...!!!
Forgotten LOVE.
I wish I could whisper
sweet nothings into his ear
But he hates kitch
Loathes sentiment
And besides
He's hard of hearing...!!!
Past & Present.
the moon graces my face,
in the form of a smile
bright & waning crescent
constellations dot the
back of my mind
you have the sun in your eyes
And the sparks of summer
that reflect into the sky
a smirk; the remains of dawn
are light freckles on your skin
it has been a year or two
since i last smiled at you
or u at me; how time passes
And yet doesn't at all
we are the star crossed & luckless
the lightning & the thunder
if i was paper, you'd be fire
this Love is always for
And against us...!!!
Appreciation Note.
haven't felt so happy in months
feels like I've dried up my tears
And fought my way out
of this darkness
which used to possess
every part of my being
but now, it feels like
I am finally healing
no more are the mascara stained pillows
no more is the feeling of drowning in sorrow
gone is the emptiness in which I used to feel
seems like real life has re'gained it's appeal
couldn't be where I am without you
or the hope u gave me
I feel like I'm br & new
your Love set me free
it helped me discover
my old self again
it helped me uncover
so much of a good thing...!!!
Missing Us.
I miss us.
I miss the times u held
My hand.
I miss the times u wrapped your arms
Around my waist.
I miss the times u kissed
My lips.
I miss the times u smiled
As u told me I was pretty.
I miss the times u flirted with me
Making me blush like a red rose.
I miss the times u nibbled my shoulder
Like a little puppy begging for love.
I miss the times we cuddled in the dark
Wishing the night would never end.
I miss the times we had together.
I miss every memory we shared...!!!
But I don’t miss you...!!!
Pale White Ceiling.
I spend every night that same,
lying in bed,
lying in pain.
Waiting for someone or something,
to heal my open wounds.
But I've been waiting & it seems,
these wounds ain't healin' soon.
I spend every night staring,
at a pale white ceiling.
And I wake every morning feeling,
like a forgotten doll,
propped up against the wall,
under the bed,
dust from head to toe.
I'm not sure if I'll ever know,
of a Love like ours again.
And I'm not sure if I'll ever,
not feel numb again.
My mind is wired,
but it's wired all wrong.
Like an off key song,
it makes me cringe.
So tonight I will binge,
all the memories of us.
And then I will purge,
every last bit of trust.
Erase it from mind,
before the sun rises,
And then I will rise from this bed,
And pretend to live again.
An Angel's Love.
You sit there & cried
About the man who has lied
That u thought that u loved
A match made from above
He cheated on you
With someone new
You scream out
Why me oh why
You hold a gun in your hand
Ready to die
Then a handsome angel
Descends from the sky
He grabs a hold of you
And hoists u up high
A tear escapes from your eye
You fly through the night
On a wonderful flight
Knowing that when he's holding you
Everything is all right...!!!
Happiness (After Sekou the Misfit)
Ask me,
Ask me now daddy.
What I want to do when I grow up.
I want to be happy.
No, not happy
I want to be happiness.
I want to be joy & cheer & admiration
Confidence & peace & optimism
I don’t want to be like others, no, I want to be love.
The smile that comes across your face when they say your name,
The look that makes your heart skip a beat,
The song that makes u rethink every second u spent together.
I don’t wanna be the poem, I wanna be the emotion behind it,
Not the first kiss, let me be the nerves,
Not the dance, let me be the excitement,
Not the Officiant, let me be the vows.
When I grow up, I don’t wanna be a doctor mommy.
I want to be the feeling when someone’s told there’s a cure,
Or when a parent finds out their child will live to be a teenager,
Or maybe I want to be 3 in the morning when a mother holds her child for the first time.
I want to be affection & adoration & passion
Oh, I want to be passion.
Let me be passion.
So that u cannot do without me,
because nothing without me has meaning.
So that when u are playing the
final strain or scoring the winning goal,
Or writing the last chapter or finishing the last paint stroke,
You will think of me.
Maybe I’ll be allegiance or devotion or respect.
I won’t be the soldier, I’ll be the loyalty.
Or the surprise in a child's heart when their dad comes home early,
Maybe I’ll be the feeling when
a father meets his baby for the first time,
And the child already knows his name.
I want to be piety & faith & worship.
I don’t want to be the pastor, I’ll be the lesson.
Maybe I’ll be the obligation behind the first baptism or first communion.
Maybe I’ll be the words when someone so low is told someone loves them.
I’ll be the salvation of the gospel,
The redemption to the guilty,
The forgiveness to the sinners.
When I grow up,
I want to be the opposite of sorrow,
The antonym of misery,
The reverse of fear,
The contradiction of rejection,
The antithesis of disappointment,
The inverse of insecurity,
I want to be the alleviation of anxiety,
The ease of pain,
When I grow up,
I want to be happy...!!!
Sometimes I Wonder
Sometimes, I wonder.
Wonder, what GOD feels?
Does he want to end the universe now?
Sometimes, I wonder.
Obviously, I'm aware that we hadn't adjusted to his will.
And I guess many never will ever try.
They just waiting until Christ return time.
Hate.
Which never have a logic reason.
Love.
A wonder that intimidate many to avoid mentioning.
Yes, sometimes I wonder.
GOD imagination created the world we're in.
And all he request of his Kids is to be friends.
We aware of the created sin.
Even that has a story to it.
Which address us when we don't listen.
Yes, sometimes I wonder.
And I can't be the only one to wonder.
If GOD can show so much love.
Then what's stopping us.
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Best Love Poems with Romantic Pictures
There Are Things I Want
I know not what
Just that i lack them
There are things I need
I feel their lack
But i cannot say what they are
Would you come to me
To take my hand
In spite of craters
Throughout my land
In spite of darkness
On certain days
Would you take my hand
And walk my way...!!!
Wanting to Make it So.
My hand
Can hold your wrists
Your hair
Twined round my fist
Your heat
Against my hips
Your name
Upon my lips
To feel
Your need with mine
To kiss
And take my time
The motion
With legs entwined
I want you...!!!
Do Not Turn me Loose to Wander in My Need
You
Are my dream
Of hunger
You gnaw at me
Through the night
You leave your mark
Upon my skin
You
Are my keeper
Shackling me to your need
Tying me to your desire
Painting my dreams
Red and black
With the heat of your lips
With the press of your hips
With the flat of your hand
You
Are my author
Writing my lust
On your skin
Scripting my passion
In my blood
You
You.....!!!
Even If You Never Know, I Do.
seeing you
Makes my heart race
And i want you
Though you turn away
The sight of you steals my breath away
Though you never know
Do you
My dreams of you
Beauty in the night
Glow ethereal
In my heart
Seeing you
Makes my heart race
And i want you...!!!
Once You Are Mine To Use.
Use me, you said
As your knees spread
Your hem moved higher
My skin, on fire
My fingers slid along
Silken thigh
I felt your sigh
Your heat grew high
I felt you move
Pressing skin so smooth
To my finger tips
And I took your hips
As mine
Mine to use
You are mine
To use...!!!
Give and Take.
Give
And take
She offered
Herself
So much of her
He could have
He could take
For such little to give
In return
Take and
Give
She would do
What was asked
For his caring concern
In return
The wants
And the needs
To be taken
To be heeded
To offer so much
And yet
And yet
What should be
So very simple
Is never that...!!!
Want, Raw and Unvarnished and Yet.
Wandering
On a faceless plane
I look for you
Without a name
The heat i need
To move my heart
The touch i want
To ground my soul
I look for you
A hand to hold...!!!
Something that Won’t Let Go.
There is something about you
I can’t forget
Something about you
That won’t let go
Though I don’t know you
Though we’ve just met
There is something about you
I need to know
The way that you use words
A look in your eye
The way that you move
The sound of a sigh
There is something about you
That haunts my dreams
Something about you
That echoes in me...!!!
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Best Love Romantic Poems with Couple Romance Pictures
Dance with me, Dance.
Dance with me
Bachata
Your hips and mine
Move in time
Dance with me
Bachata
Your promised me
You would
Dance with me
Bachata
Though the music
Heats past reason
Though the beat throbs hot
And frees me
Dance with me
Bachata...!!!
Wishing, Wanting
Bare your shoulder
Bare you hip
Raise your eyebrow
Part your lips
Send a signal
Flash a sign
Let me know
You could be mine
Teasing words
Are just a start
Tilt your smile
Be still my heart
I sit here wanting
You in my bed
I sit here taking you
In my head...!!!
Give to me so i Can Offer You.
Give me
Your will
And i will give you
My arms
Gi1ve me
Your hips
And i will keep you
From harm
Give me
Desire
And i will hold you
So dear
Give me
Your heart
I will keep you
So near...!!!
Leaving Behind the Trace of Desire to be Found.
When he takes hold of you
Tonight
His hands beneath your hips
To kiss you deeply
Your legs tightening around
His neck
His lips find the slick heat
Of your desire for me
And when he tastes you
Deeply,
He drinks of my desire for you
The heat i spilled within
Your hips
Even if you are in his hands
I want you
To be mine...!!!
Singing for Yourself, When no One can Hear.
Teach me
The song you sing
When there is no one
To hear you
Show me
The way you move
When you are lost
In the contour of that melody
Teach me
The way you sing
The way you move
Your lips
Give me
The secret rhythm
That you keep deep
Within your hips...!!!
Some Nights, When the Fire Burns Out of Sight.
Those nights
In the heat of the summer
When the restless itch
Becomes a burn
A fire within that is a yearning
When love is not the need
You feel
When wishes spin
Out of control
The need to be another’s toy
A plaything for another’s need
To be teased and taken
Made to feel
Some images
Of pain and bond
Some wants that go
So far beyond
Those nights when heat
Is all you feel
Wishing for extremes
As real...!!!
What You Really Know
You never know, do you
You think you know
Often sure you know
Sometimes assume without question
That you know
And can champion your Rashomon truth
With fundamentalist fervor but
You never know
Do you...!!!
I Want What I Do Not Have.
I miss
The heady taste of sex
Your thighs tight
Around my head
Your hips pressing
Against my mouth
My heart racing
As my tongue is tasting
Your desire
I miss
The earthy scent of desire
The way you fill my head
Each time i expire
And breathe you in
As you press against
Me wanting more
Release...!!!
Reading the Book, of You.
I saw you
In the spaces between your words
And unfolded your pages
In my dreams
I licked my finger
To turn you
But your edge
Sliced me quick
And the drop of blood
Stained your skin red
And even my lips
Could not put it right
Just a kiss
Against the crease
Before closing
Your book...!!!
Haunted by Heat.
I know my heart
Has blackened
From the pooling blood
The burns of unrequited need
Have left scorched
Whatever i could feel
For now the image drips
In heat
Desire spills across the sheet
The things imagined
That i want
To do
To you
just haunt...!!!
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Poems About Love and Pain
She would sit, lost inside her thoughts.
She saw everyone; they were someone she was not.
She didn't do it just because.
She cared about everyone, but she wasn't content with who she was.
She was down quite a lot,
Everything took such a toll on her that she always had second thoughts.
She spent her life giving, never wanting anything in return.
But when someone gave to her, it always made her stomach turn.
She was afraid to take from others, even if it was a nice gesture.
She always doubted it, thinking it could be given to someone better.
She feared rejection, always wanting to be accepted.
But she hoped to never push it too far, because then she would feel neglected.
She apologized for everything, hoping to make everything right.
She tried to let nothing go wrong, even if it wasn't her fight.
Her heart was too big for her head to handle,
That sometimes she fell, like a rider off a horse’s saddle.
She always felt she gave more than she got.
But that was okay, because she loved everyone; no matter what...!!!
Love doesn't go out like a light
or with a bang
it passes away
as slow as honey drips
onto your morning toast
love clings to your being
just as wet clothes to skin
but clothes dry
and so will your tears
it comes back in waves
like a flash of scorching heat
that you can’t control
or be rid of
you try to suffocate it
as you would most fires
but you’ll find
the flame won’t go out
not completely
not merely because you wish it so
the nights become simpler
and the waves of unbearable heat
grow to be short flashes of subtle warmth
and soon love will be
just a distant pang in the right back corner
of your still-beating heart
one grey day
you will visit the grave
of your affection
and wish for it to be revived
and feel a flutter in
the pit of your stomach
that proves
it truly hasn't died
it never truly will...!!!
Falling in love, how perfectly that describes the feeling.
A slow dive into a sea of not knowing what’s at the bottom, but hoping you can regain yourself at the top if anything is lost.
A voice on the phone becomes a melodic remembrance- it’s repayable in your mind.
A smile grows
from being just a facial expression but to an antidote for not only their sickness but as well as your own.
A song, reminding you of little things about that person you took a liking to somehow can’t be pushed into the the back of your mind.
But who’re you kidding? You don’t want them in the back of your mind.
You want them to fetch you in their net as you plummet deeper and deeper.
Their "all you've learned about" past- present- you can’t stop playing house in your dreams.
Now all those little quirks turn into gems and you find yourself collecting them at sea.
Your heart strings feel like they've been weighted down by rocks; some of which you didn't even know existed inside of yourself
Now you can’t bear to keep all of the treasures you've found on the way to the bottom to yourself.
You no longer fear what’s at the top because you've already gained so much- you become weightless and float up
You’re here...!!!
Poems About Roses.
There is a lot of poetry
About roses and thorns,
and the way a single bead of blood
wells up on your fingertip.
I am surprised by how good it can be.
Sometimes poetry written by young lovers,
trying desperately to fuck each other,
is as raw and clumsy and predictable
and honest
as the fucking itself.
I do not think you would like to be called a rose.
Let me just say,
when we kiss-
and allow ourselves to be the sort of people
who write poems about roses and thorns-
the stubble rash is as painful and honest
as the prick of a rose’s thorn...!!!
Love
Its everyone dream that's worth the goal
its something so low in price and yet so valuable with sentimentality,
its appearance is only visual to those who accept its true deeds
its the rock of oath that can be remorsefully split with the slightest thought of opposing commitments ,
it can save the trough of loneliness
it resembles a heaven like rose Garth
its lustful, dangerous integrates
oh how i despise the idea of its luring desires,
if its to be as a weapon it could of most hysterically catastrophic
its....the culprit....its.....
Love...!!!
Love in a million thoughts or so.
How many of the million thoughts per day are about love?
What does that statement even mean?
Like, do I love how my chucks represent me?
I love Justin Beiber. So. Freakin. Much.
Love is such a drag.
Love is such a rush.
It won’t survive among those who are mundane.
To crush is the pursuit from love’s pang.
Follow what’s safe, what you know. No need in getting caught up on love’s bullshit.
Speed through love’s highway.
Love can be a highway to hell.
Love is the highway to heaven.
"Move love across the seas." Life’s love.
Keep your heart protected for love can be deceiving.
I love my mommy, she so cray cray!
"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." Love people.
Faith is love.
Love is everything.
"I’m the baby, gotta love me!" Family’s Love.
Love is nothing.
Treating love as if it’s expendable endangers everyone.
"Love and domination are antithetical." Trust’s Love.
Love your worth.
"What up Blood? What up Cuz? It’s all Black. I love us." Community’s Love.
My heart hurts seeing young folks not show love.
Show love to folks who look just like you because not many of them are around.
"Love is like oxygen. You get too much, you get too high. Not enough and you’re gonna die." Health’s Love.
You need love to survive.
Love kills.
So how many thoughts do I have left today...???
In flames
I whimper, earnestly,
I think I shouldn't be so excited
about dying all over again in your stretched out hands that you use to help me up.
But your fingertips, they’re too heavy
And once you touch my neck,
I break
Into gazillions of little lights and sparks
And I want you to watch me die,
but I also want to live.
And if it’s not by your side, is living really worth it?
If your palm never crushes my bones,
and I can’t feel your wrinkly hands on my shoulder,
will it ever be enough to live?
And I’m living and letting myself die,
at the same time,
as you step closer and away at the same time too.
It’s strange, because we’re in a compass,
but I never screamed loud enough
because you don’t hear the frequency at which I mutter my sorrows.
and yet I want to die, and want you to look into the glass of my eyes and my bones
but you don’t seem to get hurt when you touch me
It’s like I have curvy thorns growing on me, but you are steady, and you won’t fail
so you reach down again, to the curve of my neck
and you crush my
thorns
and bones
and love
and everything,
with your oblivious hands that don’t look at me
don’t you dare lay a fingertip on me anymore.
But yes, do it again,
one more time,
because it hurts,
but I don’t mind, dear,
I never have...!!!
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