Defining Love - Hello Poetry

Mar 2018

Ruby Nemo

will a man love me, like the willow loves the day
the way her branches cradle the setting sun in the evening sky
clinging to every memory that comes her way?

Mar 2018

Janelle Tanguin

---

i.

i used to only write sad poems.

ii.

you see,
i am a cynic,
a cemetery,
a holocaust,
a chaotic, distant, lost girl
buried in her own
self-destruction.

but with you
i am different.

i want to wake up,
keep my promises,
make up for lost time,
spill blood and ink,
try again,
live

for you.

iii.

you walk me home
and the skies blush
pink cloud summers
mid-December.

we part and i marvel
at the sepia tint
of backyard roses
blurring my lenses.

you came in
like the missing palette color
i never knew
i needed
my skies painted with.

iv.

now, you are all the love poems
i didn't know i could write.

and every metaphor i create
is just a lengthier version of
'i love you'

i really do.

#love #poems #poetry

Mar 2018

Brianna Love -aka Stormy Angel

Loves Beauty

In the deep of night
she comes to you,
bringing with her
dreams come true.

Pressing her lips
upon your face,
in tender love
souls embrace.

Holding tight
through faith and hope,
forever joined
by loves golden rope.

By song of heart
a melody sublime,
in mystical sound
of rhythm and rhyme.

In the deep of night
magic transpires,
giving the beauty
of loves eternal fire.
~

Mar 2018

Traveler

SAFE PLACE

It's only a shadow
Passing over
This darkened
Day of dread

Take my hand
Hold on tight
Rest your pretty head

Upon my heart
Upon my shoulder
Tuck yourself in deep

Take me down
To your garden
Between your silken sheets

I shall be your
Knight in armor
I shall be your muse

I will be your burning flame
Come and light your fuse
..........

Traveler Tim

Hope you feel better soon Sweetie

Mar 2018

irinia

when you say

your words like high speed winds
making noise on my skin
I put on a psychedelic lipstick
I take off the blue dress
(made in India)
- he tries new scores with
oxidized fingers
galvanizes the silence, the thirst, the dreams of the air-
I want to confess iloveyous louder
than the coffee machines. Louder
than the morning radio. Louder
than tram number 5.
life is what happens while
you stay, leave, come back and
redefine our melting point

I open the door,
you are there
with your carnival smile
and nothing prepares me
for this obscure truth:
imponderable I feel
when you say
my name my name my name

#love #truth #imponderable #feel

Mar 2018

L B

Dim the Lights

Turn the lights down
and remember me....
Aren't we still the same--?
in shadows
of incoherent innocence and beauty?
In the soft and limpid
florals of the spring?
Am I not the same--?
still warm, somehow?

My love--

Can we not, still make it here?
In ancient fires?
Turn me toward you, in your mind--
Wanting--
Erase the blight
with lips still seeking mine
Hair has drifted off--
the years
to catch the moonlight on a shoulder
as nothing else will

ever

With something mined
from hearts and minds

Touch me!
Make me forget!

time

Mar 2018

Sadly Kida

Her name even stings

She makes
my heart sob
That gut wrenching
pain
what once was
exquisite butterflies

There are times
I wish with
every aching bone
in my body
that i hadn't
fallen for
her

Like a glass vase
obliterated on
cold floors
I was just
time to ****
on her clock
Why must i
be in
pain

Mar 2018

Pradip Chattopadhyay

A Poem by the Sea

Another love poem? I ask myself.

She's a red streak
where the waves froth her feet white
a girl scouring the sands for shells
in the ageless haze the sea spews
bending and rising like the doubt
if time by some quirk has stopped
and the slanting beach is that warped space
where for long has homed
all the free souls of the world
love being their only name.

I walk up to her richer
by another love poem.

Sagar Island, Nov 19, 2017, 4 pm.

Mar 2018

Valsa George

Love

‘LOVE’ – What mystique power it wields
In what myriad guise it wraps!
At times a sweet ache so coy to reveal
Or a sudden urge, hard to unveil

Sometimes a deep sensation
A strong surge of emotion
Permeating every atom
Pervading from top to bottom

It heightens the pulse
And makes every nerve convulse
It has left kingdoms fall asunder
And many a mighty man - surrender

Often, like dew drops falling from above
Or the warbling notes flowing out from the grove
It leaves the heart go upbeat in prosody
Changing every sensation into rhapsody

As beams of silver cast by the moon
Or the cold touch of spray in the horrid heat of noon
It soothes, embalms and thrills the heart
Filling the void and leaving no dearth

Love sublime, sure like a candle lit
Consumes itself, and never dwindles a bit
It dispels the gloom and dissipates the fright
Invigorating the soul and healing every hurt

As brilliance to stars, fragrance to flowers
Music to flute or shade to bowers
Love is to Man, freeing him from all sores
Bestowing him the strength to meet all throes

Love can neither be beguiled nor disguised
Nor be stifled or be construed
Love puts all other things into place
And hems life with a lovely lace

Love is all we seek and too scarce to find
A magic thread by which hearts are bound
Hark! It is love that makes the world spin around
And cures all the ills that surround

Oh! Love thou virtues I will defend

Mar 2018

Thomas P Owens Sr

she knew

she knew all that I was
and I her
this is what I miss
this is what I remember
when her name is whispered
in a distant corner
so that I cannot hear
but I can
I can hear her name
in the glint of a star
not yet seen
on the crest of a dream
not yet realized
she knew
she knew that I loved her

oldie - revised

#love #gone #death #miss #loss