#passion poems on Hello Poetry

Gideon Mar 7

Surrounded by beads and notions,
she creates with no hesitation.
She is struck, like lighting,
by the fires of creation.

#craft #crafts #beads #creation #creative #creativity #lightning #fire #passion

Tristan Corey Mar 7

Love is Like my Morning Coffee

Love is like my morning coffee,
dark and deep, yet warm and cozy.
Steam that rises, a soft embrace,
a touch that lingers, in time and place.

First, the scent: rich, inviting,
like caring words with hearts igniting.
A gentle sip, a quiet thrill,
the kind that lingers, slow and still.

Too fast, too hot, it burns the tongue,
like passion’s fire when love is young.
Too cold, too late, and it will fade,
a bitter taste, a love mislaid.

And when it’s gone, the weight is real,
a sluggish step, a lifeless feel.
The world moves on, but not with me,
An exhausted soul, tired, unfree.

But coffee made with care, with grace,
it fills the soul, it sets the pace.
A steady hand, a patient art,
love, like coffee, warms the heart.

#love #soul #morning #coffee #passion #heartbreak #breakups #pain #excitement #dating

Jeffery Alan Hoover Mar 3

Pantera's 'rise'

We've got no time to lose
Your news is old news
Hate this, hate me, hate this
Right approach for the wrong
It's time to spread the word
Let the voice be heard
All of us, one of us, all of us dominate
And take the ******* world

Mass prediction, unification
Breathing life into our lungs

Every creed and every kind
To give us depth for strength

Taught when we're young to hate one another
It's time to have a new reign of power
Make pride universal so no one gives in
Turn our backs on those who oppose

Then when confronted
we ask them the question

What's wrong with their mind?

What's wrong with your mind?

It's time to rise, rise,
RISE !

It's time to rise

We've lived with past mistakes
And we've lived with our own
Forgive, forget, forgive
Be a man, not a child

There are no tears for peace
Or the common sympathies
Educate, reinstate, educate
A thing of past, the trouble in the states

Mass prediction, unification
Breathing life into our lungs
Every creed and every kind
To give us depth for strength
Taught when we're young to hate one another
It's time to have a new reign of power
Make pride universal so no one gives in
Turn our backs on those who oppose
Then when confronted we ask them the question
What's wrong with their mind?
What's wrong with your mind?
It's time to rise, rise, rise
It's time to rise
Mass prediction, unification
Breathing life into our lungs
Every creed and every kind
To give us depth for strength
Taught when we're young to hate one another
It's time to have a new reign of power
Make pride universal so no one gives in
Turn our backs on those who oppose
Then when confronted we ask them the question
What's wrong with their mind?
What's wrong with your mind?
It's time to rise, rise, rise
It's time to rise

Songwriters: Philip Anselmo / Rex Brown / Darrell Lance Abbott / Vincent Paul Abbott
Rise lyrics © Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp., Power Metal Music, Inc.

#wicked #metal #badass #shred #power #guttural #real #passion #elocution #unsurpassed

JAMIL HUSSAIN Mar 2

Veil of Eternal Love

The veil is now lifted, the truth shining bright,
In the heart’s quiet ache, thou art my light.

O' journey of love, both sorrow and grace,
In seeking thy face, I find my true place.

Through shadows I wander, through darkness I roam,
Yet thy love is my compass, my heart is thy home.

A flame doth arise, both gentle and fierce,
In the depth of my soul, thy touch doth pierce.

Each whisper of wind, each star in the sky,
Speaks of thy presence, so near, yet so high.

The river of time flows steady and wide,
Yet thy love is eternal, my constant guide.

O' eternal affection, both tender and bold,
In thy sweet embrace, I am young, I am old.

In every breath, in each soft sigh,
Thy love is my anchor, my wings to fly.

The veil is now gone, thy truth I behold,
In thee, O' my love, all mysteries unfold.

#sacredjourney #loveandgrace #mysticwhispers #devotion #divine #love #heart #soul #passion #infinitelove

JAMIL HUSSAIN Mar 2

The Call of the Eagle

In the hush of time, where shadows do align,
Thy words resound, like a sacred sign.

An eagle I stand, though wings yet unformed,
In the winds of trial, my spirit is warmed.

The acid of hardship, with fury doth bite,
Yet in its cruel grasp, I find my might.

My scars, like jewels, shall crown me with pride,
For each one whispers of the battles I've defied.

Behind veils of hatred, where cold winds do sweep,
I forge a new tongue that the world cannot keep.

A language of truth, where love's purest art,
Speaks the deepest secrets of the undying heart.

Though fate may seem barren, its hand cruel and still,
I bend it to my will, and my soul shall fulfil.

For destiny’s course is not set in the stone—
I carve my own path, and I stand alone.

O' voice of righteousness, whose fire doth burn,
In thy light, I rise, in thy wisdom, I turn.

I gaze in the mirror, and see with clear sight,
A place of my making, where courage takes flight.

#strength #innerfire #courage #passion #life #heart #soul #empowerment #selfdiscovery #selfrealization

Dark lover Mar 1

Passionate

Ah, Love! Could Thou and I with Fate conspire
To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire,
Would we not shatter it to bits—and then
Re-mold it nearer to the Heart’s Desire!”
—The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam.

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#love #passion

Steve Page Mar 1

Easter Saviour

This month I call you Saviour.

Mostly, instinctively
I call to you as Lord-God and Father.
Typically these are the names
I call to mind at early dawn.

But this month you are Saviour
as I become more acutely drawn
to my need to call on your saving grace
to draw on your sacrificial willingness
to cast off the trappings
wrapped up with heavenly glory
to embrace the blood and the mess
that comes with small town nativity
and ultimate betrayal in the big city.

This month I address my Hosannas
to you, my loving, risen Saviour.

A tweak to a Christmas poem

#aester #passion #resurrection

Zywa Mar 1

[ Why does it happen ]

Why does it happen,

why does my heart open out --

to love, constantly?

Ghazal (Ode) 2760 "Water of life" (13th century, Muhammad Jalal ad-Dīn Balkhi Rumi)

Collection "Love Mind and Death"

#love #passion

Mica Light Poetry Feb 28

I Dare You

𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

I loathe to see your eyes
when they're frightened
by the flames in mine.

𝙄 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

That the sound of your name
did not get ignited
by the words on my blade.

𝙄 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

For rage replaced love
that wasn't provided
by the ones of my blood.

𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

Seeking out my cocoon,
in circles I cycle
by the pull of the moon.

𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

All over my skin -
a lovers revival
of the yang and the yin.

𝙆𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙚, 𝙄 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

Unlock and explore me.
You've tasted the title,
but my 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝗮𝘁
𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺.

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• mica light poetry •

#borderlinepersonalitydisorder #bpd #mentalhealth #love #lust #passion #trust #connection #risk