#cupid poems on Hello Poetry

Scarlet Aug 2014

Deem this uncanny kind of love
Missing-you-too-much-
For-my-own-
Good
Kind of love

Missed tragets
Shot
Stupid Cupidity
Arrows released
Shot
Getting shot with shots of
Voka
Or the
******-hang-over-hard-cruel
Kind of liquor
Be the kind-kind of
Drunk

Be my
Be mine
Valentine

Be my crazy love
Be my ever -everending-too-good-to-be-sober kind of
Love

To fly safe
Don't fly at all
Your
Wing-weight ratio to
Aclochol
Is far too much

Don't fall for me
The way I fall for you
My love

Cupid missed and I'm missing you non-sober like, if I attempt to fly I fall for you still.

I don't actually drink but there you go, best analogy I could think of.
Hoping you enjoy. Or not.
(Whatever suites your fancy)

#alcohol #falling #flying #angels #cupid #crazylove

Lunar Jul 2014

give me love

who am i
to have the right
to shoot an arrow
into your heart
to make you love me?

sadly my name's not cupid.

but then again,
nor does cupid exist.

#love #me #brokenheart #give #cupid #arrow #one-sided #shoot

Carlie Richardson Jul 2014

A Year Ago Today;

A year ago today,
We were laughing when we kissed.
Now it's like we're strangers,
& I don't exsist.

I see you in everything.
You're everywhere I go.
Reminding me that some things,
are better if you just don't know.

And now I'm scared.
Because I wish it was a year ago..
You just turned the other cheek,
When Cupid shot his bow.

(c.r.)

I was stupid to pretend I didn't care when you were breaking, because I was too. Now I'm shattered and I'm laying here, alone and without glue. </3

#love #sad #depressed #hurt #thinking #year #cupid #ugh #ago #ouch

Nick Strong Jun 2014

The Reaper, The God, and Cupid.

I deal in death, the reaper stated.
I am the debt collector,
The gatherer of souls.
I am the Grim

I deal in life, the god replied.
I am the light giver,
The soul rescuer.
I am god

In neither death nor life,
I deal, remarked Cupid.
I merely facilitate.
I neither give nor take,
I barter only in Love.
Take it or leave it.
I am Cupid.

#love #life #god #death #reaper #cupid

Alexandra J Jun 2014

Cupid

It's butterflies in my stomach:
A chaos of wings fluttering.
They seems harmless,
Until they reach the heart
And weaken its flesh,
Making a nest out of it.
They're not butterflies
Anymore.
They're arrows
With poisoned tips,
Thrown by a Cupid
With a demon's wings.

#love #heart #butterfly #inlove #cupid