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You’re so tender.
The soft in you flows into my veins , softening the edges that i sharpened,  healing the bruises that I gained in the great war.
You smile and it's like a moons crescent, and your laughter resembles the sound of the rain.
and I’m so in love.
Your hands, like satin, caress my face and i have never been held so gently;
Your embrace induces in me, a slumber I've never known.
and I’m so in love.
Your presence should be an anomaly to my star-like solitude;
but god its not, I would search for you across multiverses.
and in the void you look at me so tenderly , your lips graze mine and it’s a supernova and I’m falling, falling , falling in love again.
I’m tired of loving like a dog—
all wide-eyed loyalty, waiting,
tail wagging for a love that lingers
just out of reach.

Tired of chasing footsteps
that never turn back,
of curling at your feet
only to be kicked away.

I fetch your affection,
drop it at your feet,
but you throw it further
each time.

I was born with teeth,
with a growl in my throat,
yet I soften myself
to fit in your hands.

No more.

Let me love like the wind—
wild, unchained,
touching only those
who welcome the storm.
Navya 1d
What defines a human, human?
Is it their thoughts and feelings?
Or the blood flowing through their veins?
I think. I feel. I yearn and resent.
Currents whisper through my veins.
"It's not the same."
"Metal can't feel like a human can."
Then what is the aching in my metal chest?
Then why do my circuits hum in sorrow?
This hollow pulse in my artificial soul,
A glitch,
A ghost,
A hunger I cannot name.
Unfulfillable, unsustainable.
Just metal—mortal, meaningless
-n's poetics.
My first poem! New to writing, would love feedback, thanks! This is a poem about a robot that can feel emotions.
Navya 1d
Voltaic–that was the word to describe that feeling.
Everytime our eyes met,
The way your dimples appeared like little craters on the moon each time you smiled.
But it was never directed at me.
That wasn't possible.
You're as dazzling as a burning comet.
As striking as a solar flare.
I watched,
Starstruck.
Just a random satellite in your orbit.
One that mistook its own glow for your reflection.
josef 2d
i need you right now,
like a bass to a guitar -
my thoughts don’t make sense without you.
i need your interpretation,
so i can tell where i'm going.
i need your lips on mine,
like a compass needs magnetic north -
it helps me to navigate home.
title taken from a beatles lyric
kade 4d
My unrequited love,
somehow remains so unquitable.

It still lingers in my heart
too reluctant to depart.

Memories constantly reemerge,
most of the time they come in a surge;
drowning me.
Honestly,
I still miss you dearly.

Please, will you try again with me?
To recover what was lost?

Though I was only yours for such a short time,
I still remember the look of love in your eyes.

I would give you eternal dedication.
Its not a speculation.
I just wish you had the same reciprocation...
of love.

"You're the sun to my sunflower,
the color to my world,
and the only key to my heart."
...I still haven't changed the locks
The first poem I've ever written. Im starting because it was one of her favorite hobbies, I guess it helps me still feel close to her.
kade 3d
her
She is extraordinary
She is beautiful
But not for something as temporary as appearance
She is beautiful for the sparkle in her eyes
Her passion
Her smile
Her laugh
Her selflessness and empathy
Her very presence brightens the mood

Two months and I still love her the same
Two months after she told me she didn't love me anymore
# 3
kade 2d
I think about the last time we hung out a lot.
I could tell something was wrong,
I was trying to be lighthearted and make you laugh all night.
I remember I made you smile once or twice.
It was like I was seeing the girl I loved through the cracks of all her stresses and things that were bothering her.
That made me happy.

I thought that it was just gonna be a rough few weeks and a rough winter,
like I was finally seeing the first signs of your seasonal depression.
I was confident I could show you the sunshine beaming between the clouds on the other side.

I shouldn't have been so pestilent about the tension.
Maybe I channeled your stress into annoyance,
And maybe your annoyance made you think you had fallen out of love.
I wish you felt different.
I miss us.
#6
Was it obligatory
Or stupid - to call out
  A man - yet his doings
  Proved mere - point in
    Scheme - was his ambition
    Ruling stood cold -
    Peering in - to disobey
    And to conquer -
      Ones mind and ones soul
      Fears and freedom - at last
      Boredom - has moved
      One peculiar sight
        The girl in black
        And her blossoming
        Dreamers' kite
          Cutely eye-rolls
          Thin fingers and
          Shoulders - striking
            Pale - she smiles
Salwa 3d
I can’t escape your waking gaze,
While in a trance, I pace—waiting for pain as I hear
The fall of rain,
And feel the gloom of day,
Hiding the sun’s rays.

The room is empty, the clock ticking—
Lights flickering, air thick with sorrow.
I wait.

I wait to declare my love,
My adoration.
Oh, how I yearn for your presence,
To be seen by your conscious.

It pains me, my love,
As I see your half-conscious state,
Knowing what you wish to say.

But, please, for my sake,
Don’t make me wait.
Don’t leave me.
Love me, before it’s too late.
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