#passion poems on Hello Poetry

Rubyredheart 1d

Ignite

Your smile
Lights the brightest
Fireworks.
You ignite explosions
spectacular
in my midnight sky.

#passion #fireworks

Joel K 1d

A Personality fostered so well.
Ever since that day you came to me.

Came to me and tutored— showing all your works to me, never displayed onto a wall but kept well in memory.

With trust there was no faltering, passionate as a phoenix—I thought.

Still your heart-ached.
With no other options,
you were compelled to do so.

What hurt was your departing.
Although you left,
your actions spoke to me.
With understanding I kept to myself.

Written from the perspective of a person idolizing another persons work.
The poem skips ahead in time to where the spokes person has a strong connection with the one they are idolizing by line 3. After that the idol vanishes and the spokesperson realizes why they had left being due to matters they could not control (unknown reasons.)
So with acceptance the Spokes person keeps the truth to themselves to not cause further trouble in the person’s life.
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#perspective #freewriting #passion

Linus Reed 1d

★ Lacoiya Laura-Dean (Juvenile)

Where do I put it all?
Something common to call on?

No, not at all.
Im forced to cultivate a virtue which has not yet been founded.

****** fastens around the gull constricting,
he's a sweltering scarf with an ill temper.

Barbarity and terror as an accessory to his will.
An accessory that is adorning me.

The scheme is choked at birth,
shame to have ever made it past audacity.

Passion is such a nasty endeavor
and should be swiftly finished;
not ever refined to be more than a temporary embarrassment.

In his grasp I trust.
If I would like to have a common thing to call on
then I must.

I'll spend some time mitigating my ineffective ambitions and exploiting the others.

All fervent works are washed away by this deflection,
and i've configured a will without good direction.

Now without a channel;
Ill be delivered from my suffering once Ive found the words to say how I have suffered.

open to interpretation.

#passion #terror #barbarity #nasty

Linus Reed 1d

★ Simon (The Other Young Humor)

He's lost his latest aspiration like
a heifer has lost her calf in a museum of oak.
Her eager hollering-calls in their undying remedy
are all heard by me and received readily.

More than one young humor is scrambling toward her wail
to be fully embraced.

Blind and wild, I chase her shrieks for a great distance,
quickly closing in on the difference.
Until, at a blooming green site, I meet with the other young humor.

From a clenched snarl,
my tired, heavy eyelids are unfastened harshly like a crusted shut drawer.
Saliva oils a rusted hinge and lets my stiff maw dangle, slack.
Critically emaciated,
and now face to face with the other young humor.

I'm sifting out the undesirable through isles of plaqued teeth
and siphoning what I'd like to keep.
You've been reduced to your finest gristle, marrow, and meat.
You're best is wedged in the brackets between
and plucked out with the stem of an oak leaf.

Now the merit she's nurtured
will contribute to my make.
Rather than finding my own virtue
I take, and I take.

I could thrive on the clear river and the plant decay
rather than stealing away a head from the forest thrice a day.
Knowing this to be true,
I still find myself in some deeply necessary allegiance with you.

And so I am basking in her holler as one would in the sun,
and doing so until her glory is done.

Done by me,
and done so readily.

open to interpretation!

#aspiration #passion #lost

Daniel A Gabbard 2d

The Expert

I dig and dig,
Hobby one’s life, the specialty of few.
I keep digging till it becomes big.
It becomes hard what to do.
But I’ll rummage my way,
It is what I always knew.
Until that day,
For I have a clue.

#passion #mastery #dedication #perseverance

gway Jun 24

All you are

all you are - your body, your soul
it's handmade.
can allay all my pain deep inside that's tearing my throat.
frostbitten hands, chapped lips and the seam has come apart on the wound but,
you're a dragon woven of diamonds,
a lioness shrouded in a thousand soffits,
and only a look from you can heal all my disease.

it might seem like we're so far apart
but inside you are really adored in my heart.

the flame inside me is so blazing,
I'm a volcano that woke up a hundred years later from sleep.
but do not pull your hands, I know, if you touch - you will burn your fingers.

and I wanna keep you as inviolable as you've always been.

#freeverse #longing #love #passion #romance #vulnerability #wlw #lgbtq

Kaya Bullard Jun 20

Into Things

And I instantly make my way down town.

I allow my lips to guide me as I allow all of you down my throat.

I love the sensation of wetness that flows down my inner thighs.

I hope I don't catch you by surprise.

Me pleasing you upon hours at a time.

Suffocate me with your affectionate love and simple touch.

Whisper sweet words into my ear as you ****** deeper inside.

Sweat dripping onto me from your very physical.

You on top of me and your hands gently pulling me closer onto you.

I feel every puddle as you dig deeper for the treasure you've been searching for!

#passion #love

Shane Jun 20

Divinum et Carnalis

Part I — Divine
The Mortal Speaks

Her rosy cheeks, her auburn hair,
Enchant the breeze with sweetness rare.
Apples and peaches, ripe on the vine,
Voluptuous grace in soft moonshine.
Evenings, like wine, drip from her lips,
Nectar no god or man dare sip.

Seldom does a star descend,
Eclipsed by longing none could mend.
Nearer she draws—divine, undone,
Tonight, I burn, one with the sun.

Part II — Carnal
The Goddess Speaks

How strange, this ache no god should feel,
Each glance from you—so raw, so real.
Love was a myth I sang in jest,
Lust, now a flame I can't contest.

Beneath my skin, a storm that calls,
Over my throne, temptation sprawls.
Untouched by fate, you bent the law—
Never to rise from passion’s thrall,
Deeper into hell’s flames I fall.

#goddess #desire #carnal #duality #temptation #lust #divine #mythology #passion #romance

Lyteweaver Jun 19

Ashes to Ashes

We're running on a borrowed memory
of fading energy
that's losing its fire and desire to burn.
Strike a match next to
my heart
to
ignite the wick of serendipitous
romance
as we catch flame together
incinerating
stored pain and trauma
until we combust and turn to ash
in a dusty pile on the earth
swirled
together
for eternity.

#trauma #love #twinflame #fire #passion

Feyre Jun 19

have you ever?

I’ve been to the darkest depths of the world,
And felt the cold hand of death caressing my chest.
I have seen the true mark of hatred,
And inflicted the pain of fire.

But never, never have I been deeply touched
Like the warmth of the burning sun
Or with the sparkle of the night sky’s stars.

Have you ever put yourself through hell just to keep someone else alive?
Have you ever been stabbed in the chest and had the knife twisted,
Yet felt nothing at all?

I’ve walked with sisyphus,
And flown with icarus,
But never have I step foot in the hallowed halls of Olympus.

Have you ever been deeply and truly loved?
Because, I have.
Loved with the glowing red warmth of a heartbeat.
Loved like achilles at the break of war.

Have you ever felt deep and true love for another?
Because never, never have I
Felt my heart beat in rhythm with another’s,
Or looked upon a face and felt like I’d set sail on a hundred ships
Just to fight for her.

I’ve never felt my chest rise and fall in time with their breath,
Never have I held a hand and felt my chest alight in sparks and warmth.
Have you ever felt this way?
The pain and the raw passion of heartache?

Because one day, one day,
I hope I can say that I have ever
Felt that way.

great grief is the mark of great love,
a heart broken is proof that a heart can feel.

#passion #greekmythology #heartbreak #breakup #love #romance