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Why do we allow Love to taunt us
With its fickle yet enticing ways?
Why does a faded Love still haunt us,
Even though we set those dreams ablaze?

Love has such an inflated ego,
But for that we must all bear the blame;
As soon as Love beckons, off we go,
Being drawn like a moth to a flame

Why haven't we the will to resist
What we know to be deceptive lies?
Why is it that foolish hearts insist
On toying with the risks of surprise?

And yet the answers, or lack thereof,
Will not change what I know I must do:
I'll make sure my doormat says "Welcome, Love,
My door is always open to you!"
Maria May 13
I'll close my eyes. I'll smile. I'll keep quiet.
Tears are nothing and I realize it.
I realize, but I don't want to!
To live, to breathe without you, like you do!

I'll give a hug and run my hand over
Your rough unshaven cheek, my lover.
And I will go away, I'll pass you by with no trick.
But only my heart will be filled with a heart-break.

You're a stranger and I'm a stranger too.
I swear, I won't cry and I won't be blue.
But how can I calm down my heart after all?
I don't want to stop loving you! Forever and whole!
Thank you for reading this poem! It's again about love!đź’–
Vicky Donald May 11
I never held you close or tight,

Or rocked you softly through the night.

No lullabies, no tiny cries-

Just shattered dreams and silent skies.



Twelve weeks along, and yet I knew,

You were my son, my heart, my view.

They said, “It’s early”, like that made

The ache less sharp, the loss less weighed.



But love begins before the birth,

In quiet hope and growing worth.

I pictured you with eyes like mine,

A life ahead, a steady line.



And then-just gone, no warning sign.

No reason, sense, or sacred sign.

They called it chance, they called it fate,

But none of that could change the weight.



I raged, I wept, I fell apart,

I mourned you with a mother’s heart.

Though tiny, still you changed my soul,

You made a space I can’t make whole.



Thirteen long years, and still you stay,

In thoughts that never drift away.

In quiet hours, when no one sees,

You rise again on every breeze.



No birthdays came, no toys, no shoes,

Just love-and grief I didn’t choose.

But still I say, with voice held high:

You lived, you mattered, and you lie



Beneath my ribs, within my chest-

A name the world can’t quite digest.

But I will say it, bold and true-

My son, my love, I carry you.
Vicky Donald May 11
There are friends,

And then there are soulmates born of chance-

Stitched together not by blood,

But by something deeper;

A knowing, a trust,

The kind that shows up

When the world forgets you.



You were there

When my sky cracked wide open,

When the weight of everything

Was too much to hold.

You didn’t run,

You reached-

With open arms,

With quiet strength,

With love that asked for nothing in return.



I remember the day

Your first son drew breath,

And how joy spilled like sunlight

Through every corner of that room

I remember the way

You gave and gave,

Never asking who would fill your cup.

You just loved.



Now, 306 miles stretch between us -  

A line across a map,

But never across my heart.

I miss your laugh,

The way your daughters shine with your fire,

The softness your sons carry

Because they were held by you.



You are

The sweetest kind of brave,

The softest kind of strong.

I love you more than words can hold-

But here they are anyway,

Spilling out in poems,

Trying to be enough

For everything you are.
Mariana May 8
I don't want this to be
Like a movie I'd see
I want the good, the bad
And all the boring in between.
Mia J May 5
Baby, what have you done to me?
I’m about to lose my very sanity over you my darling.
My thoughts are filled with nothing but you.
I think of a future that I want you to initiate.
One where you’re my lover.
You’d make the good days better.
And the bad days are made more bearable by your kind words and peaceful presence.
I’m told I overthink things, but you’re worth every thought my love.
Even when I try not to think of you, I still do.
Whenever you walk towards me, my hands begin to shake.
My heart skips a beat when you look at me.
And when you smile, chills cover my outer being.
You entertain me with conversations about life.
You excite me with you just being you.
I’ve heard that no one is perfect.
But I would argue that you are my love.
That perfect gentleman is you and all you.
My goodness, feels like I’ve known you my whole life.
I crave you in a way that’s not how it sounds.
One ****** move would ruin this sweet thang.
I have a passion for you that won’t be understood by most.
It would be thought of as lust.
No, I need a spiritual connection where I know it’s nothing but raw emotions.
Your arms wrapped around my body letting me know I’m secure.
A soft caress on my cheek would make my dark skin have a small hint of pink.
A soft kiss from your plump lips would set my heart ablaze.
24 hours with you wouldn’t be enough.
Perhaps an extra 1 could be added.
Just to admire the beautiful man that you are.
What have you done to me, my love?
Time decided to bring you into my comfortable life.
She couldn’t have decided on a more perfect setting.
Day by day, I thought of you.
I dreamed of you and thought that soon,
He’ll be my King.
It didn’t need to work out with any of my exes.
And you’re the reason why.
My love for you passes every moon and every star that was created.
See, now and again, I want to let you know that I appreciate you for who you are.
From me to you my love.
From me to you.



-Mia J
8-7-2018

© 2018 Mia J
This poem was composed in 2018
(F)uturistic parts of time,

(O)nly what's for me, will only be mine,

(R)ecognizing what's for me, is for me,

(E)ventually it will come most definitely,

(V)isualing it, deep within my mind,

(E)xpecting, hopefully, to arrive on time,

(R)eceiving my Blessings, to me will be fine


B.R.
Date: 4/25/2025
Faith Cubitt Apr 25
I really don't know what to call this....
but you'd glance my way and this feeling would wash over me
like you had set a cage of butterflies free inside me
your eyes made me beyond nervous
they were so deep, intoxicating
I wanted to drown in them and run away all at the same time
this does not make sense because you are you and I am me
a boy and a dreamer
you are like the ground, steady, stable, always there
you sleep at night and work in the day.... nothing about your vision is blurry
sleep and myself are enemies, dreams consume my day and night
my heads spinning and nothing makes sense
you my love are perfect well I'm a paradox
hold me close.... for another second just incase my illusions come true....
you are so beautiful in everything you say....
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