Tags : LOVE

Yours Always;

Yours Always;

A Poem by Megan Doeden


Another one slips through the cracks.A soul silenced and freed.It makes me think of you.What we could have been.The way we looked at each other.Ignori..
There He Was

There He Was

A Poem by Megan Doeden


In autumn there was a little girl,in the morning she would make her bedand brush her teeth.She would walk to the park and play.She would laugh, smile,..
A Boy.

A Boy.

A Poem by Megan Doeden


As the night grows old,tears continue to fall.Behind those tears areoverwhelming emotions.I've been holding themdown inside.Felling lost and alonetryi..
The Pieces

The Pieces

A Poem by Megan Doeden


The illusion was shattered the moment you left the room.The moment you left my sight.I've seen you explore over many terrains, leaving different marki..
Goodnight.

Goodnight.

A Poem by Megan Doeden


Some nights I feel okay.Steady and calm.The breeze kissing mesoftly.Allowing a quiet,easy slumber.I can picture you there,beside me.Breathing slowlyas..
I Close My Eyes

I Close My Eyes

A Poem by K


a little love poem, still angst though. idk.
Conversation

Conversation

A Story by lucifer


Short conversation between a couple
Sentimental Bold

Sentimental Bold

A Poem by B


Unlike the seamless mirage her reflectionSea shades of royalty would spur insidePiercing eyes forgone a transparent searchPassionate seconds through r..
She's Truly Beauitful

She's Truly Beauitful

A Poem by David P Carroll


David P Carroll Poems
I hate to rhyme

I hate to rhyme

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson


I am not much for strict rules of rhyme and metre. I thought i was just winging it. I didn't know it was a form. As per Richard's review (thank you) ..
Vie passée

Vie passée

A Poem by beckyflowa


Mon c�"ur, mon c�"ur, Je le sens ici; Dans l’eau, les arbes, le sable. C’est ici, mon amour pour tu. Avant j..
Lesson Learned

Lesson Learned

A Poem by Emmy


He lived life like he smoked his cigarette,leisurely, then later full of regret.When he caught sight of trouble he would runinto her arms, told myself..
Roses

Roses

A Story by Tasha Anand


A love story
Our Place

Our Place

A Poem by Richard M


4th one in the series, celebrating a friendship far, but so connected in hearts. A healing for both!
Mornings for Miriam

Mornings for Miriam

A Story by Joseph Neri


When your heart is broken, your heart is opened.

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