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Diya Ganesh Aug 3
I danced, I laughed, I glowed,

but the part I'll remember the most,

wasn't the music,

my outfit,

or even the cheering of the crowd.



It was the way you looked at me the moment I stepped out of my gate,

the way we weren't near but not far either,

the glances we shared as we passed,

silent words exchanged in a crowded space,

and the smiles that said,

"I've never been happier, than I am in this moment with you."



It was the way that the second we fell into each other's arms,

the world around us faded,

and it felt like it was just the two of us.



It was the way we sat beside each other that night in the car, darkness all around,

but our eyes never losing sight of one another.

Your hand found mine, and there we were, fingers intertwined, eyes locked on each other,

hearts speaking in silence, and again,

the world stopped just for us.



It was the way, we held back,

even when we didn't want to,

and the way we held each other,

in moments we never wanted to end.



It was the way, your hand found my waist,

as mine rested on your shoulder,

and suddenly, I couldn't even hear the music anymore,

all I could hear was your voice,

our soft conversations,

and shared laughter,

our hearts beating fast every time we looked up and our eyes met.



It was the way you leaned on me,

and before I even reached the place, I call home,

I was already home,

lost in the feeling of your hands in my mine, and your head resting on my shoulder,

no words needed to be exchanged, as the presence of one another is simply enough.



It was the way the first time our eyes landed on each other,

we just knew it was our silent, "You're breathtaking", to each other,

words that couldn't be said out loud so instead, our eyes spoke,

conveying silent messages that we just...

understood.



It was the way my face lit up brighter than stars,

when the words, "I already got my wish", as you pointed to me, left your mouth.

It was the way your gaze fell on me and mine on you,

it was the way you looked at me every time we passed each other,

a look that said, "I want you; I need you; I love you", without a single word being spoken.



It was just the two of us,

hands, hearts, songs,

glances, smiles, echoes of laughter,

a slow dance,

a family that welcomed me like their own,

and moments that turned into memories,

that I will hold and cherish forever.



So yes,

I danced, I laughed, I glowed.

But that's not what I'll remember most.

It's the feeling of elysian,

the feeling of finding home in the person that you know is your forever.



As I danced, I laughed, and I glowed,

what I'm certain I'll remember the most is how perfect the day was.

On the day God brought you into this world,

I got to stand by your side,

and call you mine.

That's the part I'll forever keep in my heart.



I danced, I laughed, I glowed,

but the part I'll remember most,

is how you danced,

how you laughed,

and how you glowed.



And to me,

that was my definition of perfection.

YOU.



- Because that night, I didn't just see you, I saw everything I ever prayed for ❤️
The brand of our skies lingers — soft kisses
drifting through the air, and I seem to lose every word
except for one whisper: “I love you.” As our love roars
like an anthem beneath a midnight sun, where my tears
have soaked the tired pillow of a heart that rests only
on the thought of you.

Each rhythm of speech stumbles into another pause
before a kiss, and like the taste of a wish granted, I find
my voice again, always to speak of you in reverent tones,
for you stand atop the mountain that houses my heart.

Your eyes; perhaps they’ve forgotten the worth of time.
There’s a watch not on your wrist, but bound to your leg,
always stepping over it.

And while the sun maps out your days, the moon is a pin
dropped at the final stop. Tomorrow isn’t promised —
no more than a compliment from a stranger. And just like
that stranger, it stays nameless until you dare ask its name
by dusk. Where the Sun Whispers, and the Moon Waits.
silvervi Jul 27
I want to have you by my side
To share with you every insight
Is that too much to ask of us?
I really wish that we will last.

I feel a creative flow,
And something I haven't yet explored,
With you,
We can have a strong foundation,
I feel there can be more than imagination.

Dullness from our daily lives,
Distance is not how relationships thrive,
Feeling connection with you,
Your smile is soo beautiful, too.

I wanna hide because I feel so seen,
My mind is going crazy in between,
I want to be the perfect one for you,
But seeking perfection is committing to doom.

Entangled in insecurity, ready to give everything,
To build a life I really want to live,
And a relationship full of love and belief.

A few really good friends,
Room for ideas,
Maybe animals, too,
One for me, one for you,

Mostly I just want peace,
Feeling warm exciting breeze,
On my skin, everyday,
Meeting every sun ray,

Holding hands, yours in mine,
Our hearts intertwined,
Happily walking home,
After the day is done.
A poem for my loved one. ♥️ N.
Mirdex221 Jul 25
I am not a poet.

My words were never made for the masses,
Made to pry emotions from your heart.
Rhyme can sometimes leave me at a loss,
And my inkwell is more often empty than not.

I am not a poet.

I can write only what I know and feel,
Each poem I give a little piece of me.
Every line is just a wisp away from existence.
Each poem might just be the last I write.

I am not a poet.

Yet why do you feel like my muse?
Your eyes remind me of a thousand places,
Like sea glass glinting green in the hush of tide.
Your voice has its command over my pulse.

I am not a poet.

But poetry you are.
How else do I describe this feeling,
If not with flowery words and rhyme.
And yet no words can hold it right.

I am not a poet.

I would be lost if I were.
For if I give a piece of me,
It will always be here in this poem,
With You.
Yeah...its a love poem. Be gentle with me!
something beautiful
a meeting, a night of
talking in whispered
tones, "I love you"
said like a mantra,
you know it was what
I needed to hear,
but you meant it.
Rubyredheart Jul 23
You write the moments of my days
Wake me in the nights
Come to me in secret silences
with assurances unspoken
quieting my inner spirit
reaching in to touch my calm
unafraid to counter my tumultuous fires
with your peaceful deep dark skies

You are the crests and valleys
of my tsunamic passion
With abandon you dive deep
to hear my truest thoughts
You see the dark green depths of my inner seas
With eyes to pause and feast
Caring that I care

I love how you still love me
Yet with inner weeping I wonder:
Why does my dive into you
Strike upon a frozen river?
Never mind!
I’ll skate upon my dreams of you
until spring thaws return
(will warmth someday burn?)
Yes, I’ll skate with free abandon
along your icy river surface
knowing below is so much more—
currents of you to explore

Someday…yes, perhaps someday
I’ll dive in deep, find more of you
Maybe someday
our brackish waters again might swirl
Together
Our estuary tides finally rise & recede
Under the same bright moon
In this someday dream eternal
Originally p ublished 18th Apr 2022 | edited July 22, 2025
Sonora Jul 19
I don't worship you because you are no God
but an angel whose wings reach out
your feathers just settled on my skin long
enough for me to understand there is a
rough edge to a feather,
when it scrapes past your skin
leaving you to have just a moment's taste
savoring
mourning the peaceful moment of contact
one day you sit down to pray for
heaven to come down again, closing your
eyes and never opening them
again.
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