poems about love Archives - Page 7 of 30

Acception | Savannah Henderson

November 30, 2023 - Leave a Comment

We accept the love we think we deserve, but why do we only accept that which hurts?
Is it because we think that they should love us, as much as we love
ourselves?
They can try to show us that we deserve so much more, but inside we will always believe that something this good can only be untrue.
Is it a hoax? What are you going to do?
This just doesn’t feel right, we’re through.
Now tell me, do you turn back to his screaming, because you think
that’s what you deserve?
Or is it because you think he knows you better then anyone else? Do
you turn back to him because it’s odd without his presence near?
Dry your tears, you are much more than what you’re crediting yourself for, nothing is never too good to be true.
It just depends on you.

Deafening Silence | Judy Moskowitz

November 30, 2023 - Leave a Comment

In the darkest of blue
Looking out on my patio
Through old vertical blinds
The umbrella is in disrepair,
Along with six weather beaten chairs.
Things are different now
Under a quarter moon’s
Fraction,
To drown the sound
Of quiet’s intrusion
I go to my computer
And type,
All I hear is the tapping
Of my fingers as they hit
Each key,
Wishing you were sitting
Next to me.
Through my cloth
To my skin,
The evidence is clear
You’ve left your imprint
Of love shared
In this space,
Like wearable art
To be seen,
To be felt,
Inside folded pages
Of love letters, hidden
Collective thoughts,
You make me swing,
Rise to the creme.

Slash & Burn | Tempest Brew

November 29, 2023 - Leave a Comment

the people that hurt me
slash and burn
the people that hurt my
love
slash and burn
worrying about stupid
opinions
slash and burn

Coexist | Edward James

November 29, 2023 - Leave a Comment

Passion is my action, aware of my transaction.
Eyes are watching, shadows crossing, beware that you are casting.
No need to lie needle in your eye, hearts crossed and no more
laughing.
Seriousness becomes my masking, two worlds begin a clashing.
While false hopes unwind I crawl through time, to save my everlasting!

The Shadow | Narinder Bhangu

November 27, 2023 - Leave a Comment

Sunburnt faces feel free,
In your shadow, my dear tree
Your branches are thick,
A perch for the featherless chick
Your branches go up and down,
With a gust of the breeze,
And, the shadow comes and goes
Slowly, but with ease.
As I watch you
In perfection,
I wonder
At your affection.
For soon, wintry cold replaces
The summer’s scorching heat.
The sun sets into the darkening sky
And makes you a snow-covered sheet.
You become the grace of my garden
A place for playful children.
They make snowballs to splash,
unaware of worldly clash.
Before long, they slip the splash,
Pick an axe to catch the clash,
Then, they wish for rest and peace
And your cool shadow’s leis.

Dream Love | Jude Wright

November 27, 2023 - Leave a Comment

I close my eyes and
Let sleep take me
Where it will, to far-off
Places in the clouds
Where beautiful waterfalls
Fall upon lovers like us.
An amorous look,
Passionate embrace,
Giddy contented laughs.
No one could ever be
As beautiful as you,
A gleaming ray of sunshine,
A delicate gorgeous flower.
Nothing can awake me
From this bliss,
My life with you,
My dream love.

Irony at Its Finest | Chris Byrne

November 25, 2023 - Leave a Comment

The only thing the world
Needs is more love
Yet we go out of our
Way to hurt and destroy
The people that matter the most,
Yet we think we are
The dominant species
Who think know what love is,
If we truly did would we destroy it?

An App a Day | Ralph Monday

November 24, 2023 - Leave a Comment

She said he didn’t know how
to love.
No problem–downloaded a
Love app and made like Valentino.
Not satisfied, she sighed that he
lacked sensitivity.
So…hit Google and felt, like an
Alaskan snow crab dipped in
drawn butter, the curing call–Dr. Phil
Sensitive Male App.
Didn’t help with chick flicks.
Did help with fake tears, cheerleaders,
Cheerios.
Which troubled her commitment
detection feelers.
Found an app for that, buck fifty,
on ITunes, inspiration for facebooking
an old parking pad to seek counsel.
She happily sent a link to an advice
app hidden deep in Pipl,
but by this stage he had forgotten
why he had sought the first three.
By the time his memory app cleared
Homeland Security he lost the password
to the Ipad, went to An App a Day,
discovered that she had downloaded
the Coming Out App.
—
Ralph Monday has had over 200 poems published in literary journals and online literary sites. A chapbook, All American Girls and Other Poems was recently published, and a book Lost Houses and American Renditions is forthcoming from Hen House Press.

Waking up in a Dream | Andromeda

November 21, 2023 - Leave a Comment

Waking up
to human breath
to tousled bed
to arms outstretched
to bustle of morning tea
to chatter and grumble
to chemistry
of souls united
in camaraderie.
A dream, my dream
untouched, pristine
held in hopeful heart and mind.

A Special Love | Dawn Peacock

November 21, 2023 - Leave a Comment

I would swim the deepest ocean,
Climb the highest mountain,
If it meant being able to
Spend one more minute with you.
Our feelings are so strong we can
Barely contain them,
A love as passionate as
Ours only comes around
Once in a lifetime-
An amazing gift to be joyfully
Savored and enjoyed
Like a fine wine,
For all time,
A special love.