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Idiosyncrasy Sep 2015
Love is to infinity,
It never ends,
It transcends time.

Love is to infinity,
It once went on and on,
It was forever.
We might have ended but my love for you continues in my poems.
Arkane Sep 2015
Infinity is finite to an extent of infinity,
For rises it infinite and falls it infinite;
But Time is the only other immortal born,
That outpaces the pace of infinity, forlorn;

But if Time was born and so was Infinity;
Perhaps, they are finite in their own vicinity.
Vamika Sinha Sep 2015
Love is
an impossibility.
String of endless zeroes
as futile as
infinity.
Cascading Chaos Sep 2015
Flashes past of dreams remembered
I’ve met you before. I think.
We live and die each day and night
Out and in. In and out of existance.

Birds’ wings flutter in my heart in my mind
reminding me I’ve been here.
Tonight our infinities will brush past eachother.
Every minute is a lifetime, is an hour, is a year.
Mahdiya Patel Sep 2015
When i wrote about you , I always used metaphors regarding the worldly elements.

This was because my mind could not comprehend your beauty,
It always used to associate it with something close-by ...

Like  your passion and how it soared harder than the wind , or the tone of your voice in the late hours of the night, it was course and hard like grains of sand.
Or how when we held hands , our skin glided above our bones like slow rivers flowing downhill.

I still cannot comprehend your beauty ...or the fact that something as astonishing as the brightest star could be as destrustrive as the most frustrated fire .
Yan Aug 2015
I could take all my future
And bring back all in the past
But one thing is certain
I'm your forever and this feeling will last
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Yan Aug 2015
And till we've seen the last of forever,
Till we've reached the ends of far
My love for you will cease never
Even there will be no shining star
And if my life here is over
I'll grasp all hopes and chances
To be reborn and relive our life together
To resound this love so *timeless
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ICN Aug 2015
i had plunged into an inescapable pit of darkness
there was no light penetrating the opaque veil of absolute black
there was no escaping the immense feeling of desperation that came along with the pulling vacuum
the darkness penetrated through all,
and it was the beginning of the unfadable misery we had tried so hard to evade
by doing so we had only prolonged our own suffering, which in effect caused the tragedy of human decline

everything humane,
feelings, emotions, living instead of just surviving
all ****** in by this vacuum
and all that was left were creatures that looked like humans,
but their heads were shallow

they were so consumed by greed that all else was secondary
betrayal and lies were all that was left
the only things keeping “order”

but when the truth came out
so did chaos
Sabrina Aug 2015
Somewhere through the night you stopped loving me. I wish I could change that last moment with you, I wish I could've said I love you more and held you closer to me. Took in the smell of your skin. Ran my fingertips across your every inch. You said you loved me that night but something went wrong because your feelings left just like that. Suddenly you were gone and I was left to pick up the pieces of my own shattered heart. I was left to miss the smell of your skin and the feel of your fingertips tracing my sides, I was left to wonder if you really ever loved me. Because how could you just end it so abruptly, if you did? I've been reliving my memories trying to figure out where I went wrong. But I don't know if I'll ever figure it out. All that matters is your gone and I'm left behind, only a memory that you choose to ignore. My love, I would die for you every day if I could. If in three years you walked back into my life I would welcome you back with open arms. My love for you has become infinite, I wish I could scrawl your name in the stars. I wish I could write your words all over my skin. I wish you didn't leave me, I wish you had stayed. You left a ghost in the place that I used to be. All I have left is the desire to haunt places that used to be ours, if you ever come back you'll know where to find me.
Of which sorrows—dear Poet—Thou never write?
This thunderous turmoil—that pierce Thy shadowed Soul!
This solemn raging—emotion's silent plight: 
 Tears!—Thy Sacred anticipation—to foul
Days emptiness—fulfilled with bittter, sweet,
Hopeful—remnants of The Eternal Empress;
Sailing the Infinite Oceans—where Muses meet—
To play harp melodies on our heart strings. Digress—
Never ! for the lonesome nights—from me—nor for the ****'
Fine Grin of Time stretching 'ur body fibres Songs;
. . . Know—I cherish Thou Gaze—Thou Immortal Wit. . .
Words must have failed this utmost yearnin'- indeed!
For ever 'n ever loving Thee. . .so. . .long. . .
For ever 'n ever loving Thee—So—long !
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Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
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It seems
That we know why roses bloom and why the trees are rooted deep in the fertile poetic soil. Mother Earth is loved by Father Sky. That's no secret.
And we were made by love for Love. . . For there's always a divine scent of love blossoming somewhere alluringly floating around with whispering winds. I would love to see you fly on wings of poetic creation. . . Playing with rose petals and green tree leaves.
We hear this grand symphony of life and light. . .Love. . .
And we are grateful!
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