March 6, 2017 at 9:57 am #6722
Share a Poem of Love or Heartbreak:
State the title of the Poem and the author:+13March 7, 2017 at 1:27 am #6752
Thief in the night By: Mask
You were the thief who stole my prize possession.
You stole the very thing that was most valuable to me.
You robbed me of you… when you stole yourself away from me.
Like a thief the night… she took off in the mist of the night.
She was the heartless crook who stole my life,
When she stole herself from out of my life.
The equivalent of a mother taking the life of her child;
she penalized me with death after she had once given me life.
It hurts my heart to know that she was stolen from me,
But it kills me even more to know that she was the thief,
Who stole herself away.
Image how the day would feel,
If the sun had somehow stole light away from it and left it in darkness.
My muse stole my inspiration.
My peace of mind stole my sanity and made me insane.
A diamond detached itself from off of a ring for which it was forged
and now I can no longer propose in marriage.
My sweetheart stole my heart and left me with a bitter heart!+14March 7, 2017 at 7:55 pm #6787Lisa LorenParticipant
I hate to love him:
We have a Yo-Yo type of love.
We break up to make up, and make up to break up.
I hate him too much to live with him, but I love him too much to live without him. We have a Yo-Yo type of love. I hate to love him, but I do. I love to hate him, but I don’t. We have a Yo-Yo type of love.+13March 8, 2017 at 5:43 am #6791Lashawn WilliamstonParticipant
Love me and leave me, that’s the story of my life. But it won’t happen again see, cause the next man that love me and leave me so quick (mmmhmm) I’m going to cut off his balls I’m going to chop off his d**k. I’m gone shoot that mf…… J/k lol that’s one of my favorite lines from “don’t be a menace” OK carry on.+14March 16, 2017 at 2:24 pm #7458Word SmithParticipant
Shadow of the sun By: Word Smith
I think that she is beautiful
She thinks that I am invisible
To her I don’t exist
But to me she is the reason for my existence
I am the equivalent of her shadow;
When she turns around she doesn’t see me.
Death is attracted to life,
But life in not attracted to death!
I am the darkness and she is the light!
The sun fell in love with the moon,
knowing that they could never be together
because they are two worlds apart.+14April 25, 2017 at 1:52 am #9144Francisco HolguinParticipant
Home is in Your Arms
By: Francisco Holguin
Ever since I could remember,
I’ve been searching for a place I could call home,
searching for a place I never knew existed.. until I met you.
We met on a love boat
flowing on our foundation of admiration,
yet you look at me with eyes that ask for so much
This drifts my mind into a sea of endless possibilities.
And already, I can feel you swimming in my soul,
making yourself right at home.
We shared raw sushi
and a steamy exchange of sizzling soliloquy
as if no one else were around ,
opening our minds and hearts to new opportunities.
I remember thinking;
Your laugh is a beautiful siren song
calling back to what I remember to be true happiness
and your smile, a contagious cure in a world so impure.
A fire awakens inside
A faith in us that never loses its light.
You watch me with intimate eyes,
while my hands paint your beautiful canvas to life.
The sun floods the room
waking us from the slumber of our sanctuary. From this day forward,
you guide my heart, my desires,
my thoughts, my passion, my fire,
my goals, my future, and all we aspire.
And just like that…
Your absence lives in me
and in the memories we bleed.
An ocean’s vessel wounded by neglect
leaking a life that could have been.
And now, I’m left searching for a must
instead of a maybe
when it should have always been us and
Without you, I measure out my life
with the ruler of regret,
where the king has fallen and all has failed.
Time slowly slithers with millimeter speed,
yet the irony leads, my home is in your shell.
I’ve wandered these past years alone in the dark,
hoping one day you will remember what we have
brought to light.
I’ve always searched for you, not only in my dreams..
If only you could see yourself through my eyes
Then maybe, you would see and realize
that my love for you is royal loyalty at its high
And you are my queen that forever rules
in our kingdom on earth and sky.
In your arms,
In your embrace,
I can feel our home
where the picture frames of our family
cover the walls and nightstands.
Home is in your arms,
nurturing our internal roots
and holding together the foundation of our love
from the soil to the soul.+15April 26, 2017 at 11:40 pm #9221Wanderers PathParticipant
It is a beautiful thing to see a man express himself with his words.
This was lovely.+10April 27, 2017 at 2:12 pm #9254Lolly ElenaParticipant
You remind me to forget you
Once upon a forgotten memory,
I made the mistake of remembering that there existed forgotten memories of us.
While Searching within the scrabbles of my memory’s junk,
I found beautiful clues of old faded memories.
My thoughts were smeared with stain traces
Of your beautiful residue on the walls of my mind.
I began to remember the beautiful bond that existed between us.
I thought to myself;
How could I ever have managed to discard
These beautiful memories of you.
Then as my thoughts began to materialize,
I began to realize…as the truth became more apparent.
I tried deeply to remember, until I was reminded
That these lost memories existed to never again be remembered.
These memories were buried in the casket of a broken heart,
And to resurrect the joy
Would be to resurrect the pain.
I buried your light in the same grave as your darkness.
you left my heart in such a dark place that
Your light can never again shine in my mind.+11April 29, 2017 at 3:04 pm #9404Sofia DovilParticipant
Great work you guys!+8April 30, 2017 at 1:12 am #9471Charles WatersParticipant
Deep! Brilliant!+7May 6, 2017 at 11:45 pm #9683Wanderers PathParticipant
it gets harder with each passing day
to deal with the reality I must face
no matter how I may wish or want it
the circumstances will remain that same
although this will not come as a surprise to you
I must do what I know to be best for you
possibly, the best for us
my feelings for you are sincere
for my time grows ever shorter
so in my haste please let me explain
your presence, hands, look and touch
does more than just make passion blush
or one’s heart skips a beat
never really belonging to me
moments in parts
lustful thoughts keep me at bay
I have imagined the unspeakable
as if it were cool winds after an evening’s rain
before I cause you one moment of pain I would die of loneliness and heartache
my only wish is to bring you pleasure and joy
to fill your life with an overabundance of happiness
alas it was not meant for me to do so
I wish that all your dreams come true
if I cannot be the one
I suppose she will just have to do
but if my chance you become displeased
think of us and what could be
in all of its imaginable possibilities+9May 9, 2017 at 3:41 pm #9787Omar RodgersParticipant
I love me some me.
Many people think that I am conceited, I am.
Many people think that I am arrogant, I am.
Is it a crime to be fine?
The good book says, let your light shine!
I mean nobody no harm!
When I say that I am the bomb!
I get my style from my daddy
And I get my good looks from my mom.
They say I look like Chris Brown,
But that dude is a clown.
I look better than him.
Tall, hansome and slim.
Its not bragging if it is true
So dont get mad because I am telling you the thruth.
Love yourself because there is only one you!
Omar the great!+6May 13, 2017 at 1:09 am #9881Isabella GonzalezParticipant
Nice ! Enjoy all of your poem’s. Very deep and lots of diversity.+3June 17, 2017 at 5:41 pm #11830
Losing What I never Had
BY: Mask Appeal
She looked me in the eyes and told me: “I don’t love you anymore!”
With that statement, the love she had for me was forever lost;
However, I now question if her newly lost love ever had a home.
Can love be lost if love was never found?
If love is too young to die of old age,
How could the fatigue of time steal the life of a love just born?
Has anyone ever seen the unicorn of a baby with grey hair?
How could she have grown tired of our love,
When our love is still fresh in the pureness of its innocence?
She complains about the lack of development of our love,
Yet she swears that our love has fully developed.
How could she no longer love me no more,
When she no shorter loves me no less?
The depth in which she claimed to have fallen in love with me,
Is not reciprocal to that of the depth
In which she now claims to have risen out of love with me.
The confusion of our love is that the introduction of our love
Began with the conclusion of our love.
So, how could she have risen up out of the depth
For which she sunk,
By rising up from out of a shorter distance
Than that of the distance for which she sank…?
With the jubilee of one unremorseful breath,
Her voice killed the proclamation of the love
In which her heart swore for me.
The evidence is common sense;
True love cannot die such a hasty death.
I now know in the end,
That she never truly loved me in the beginning.+2
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