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Poem Details | by White Wolf |
Categories: analogy, joy, love,

Finding Love:

Such lovely lilac and crimson tones, As a rainbow of colours fill the sky, Radiant and beautiful soothes my bones, Takes me above the clouds so far and high. Captured in a moment of total bliss, Wondering all the time what is life for? Suspended in awe like a lovers kiss, Never felt like this to my very core. Love all around and it's time I was found, Beauty everywhere can't you see her smile, Smiling at you and smiling all around, It's time you gave love a chance for awhile. But leave me above the clouds, here I'll stay, I have found love in a different way. /|\ (Ten syllables per line) 31~10~16

Poem Details | by Silent One |
Categories: analogy, lost love, love hurts,


she was a caterpillar, i her cocoon she was the music i her dance she was the rose i her thorns she was lost among the stars i showed her the moon i drifted like a tepid breeze but she was lost in the storm she was right i was not wrong she lit the fire i burnt like hell
Simple Musing Silent One 23 October 2018

Poem Details | by Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick |
Categories: analogy, betrayal, hope, love,

So She Broke your Heart

So she broke your heart and bled you
left you to drown in the dark waters
of melancholia that has kept you entombed 
so long within its frozen grasp 

So she broke your heart and bled you
left you lost in the forest of disenchantment…
stripped your soul like the northern winds
that strip bare the sturdy oaks

So she broke your heart and bled you
tossed you to the Ninth level of Hades
where your heart has lain in fragments
where your hopes appear like fallen ashes

So she broke your heart and bled you
never look back to what has been
we’re both needing resurrection
let love stake its claim 

Poem Details | by Eve Roper |
Categories: analogy, love,

Tranquil Dreams Of Sorrow Love Like There Is No Tomorrow

In the midst of midnight twilight Silence gently fades in a cascade Warm wist embrace of a blazing sun Tension burst in darken moment made afraid Roaring voices sounds of thunder Epic heartbeat tsunami waves break away Swelling sated of explosion love Warm cinders soothes the budding moment ray Tranquil dreams of sorrow Love like there is no tomorrow 4/2/2016

Poem Details | by CHRISDAD KOJO ARTHUR |
Categories: analogy, assonance, beauty, care, imagery, joy, love,



Did I make you happy?
Did I use my dexterity?
Did you fall in love?
Did you love the ink?
My hand is ready 
Tell me that  feeling
That Indescribable feeling 
Only the ink understands
Only the poet has the hands
Love me Love my ink

Poem Details | by Caleb Calvo |
Categories: analogy, destiny, for her, inspirational love, love, relationship, wedding,

Lovely Rose

Why is a rose a symbol of love?
Is it the lushious velvety red color?
Is it the beautiful spiral the petals make?
Or is it the gestures that come with the rose?
Why are roses the common flower for Valentine's Day?
Is it perhaps the same in general?
My interpretation of the rose is quite deeper.
The stem being the point in time where we first connect The thorns being the obstacles we face together.
The lushious velvety red color being the happiness and color of our beaming faces on our wedding day.
And the beautiful swirling petals being the illustrious and amazing life we live together.

Poem Details | by L. J. Carber |
Categories: analogy, beauty, celebration, love, wisdom,

When Flowers Die

When flowers die, they die slowly-
edge by edge the petals curl,
still, silently, without complaint....

Unlike us,
cut flowers should be let go 
before the first tinge 
of death while they are yet 
radiant in deepest color.

We, however, must stay alive long,
long past our first bloom--
till we have crinkled and brutishly 
browned with excess time.

Yet we have what flowers have not: 
our love for them dies with them 
while our love for our beloved blooms,
more resplendent with long years, 
lasting past the fading, 
lasting past even death itself....

Poem Details | by Paloma P |
Categories: allegory, analogy, drink, funny love, humorous, hyperbole, romance,

Essential Spirits

She was like Bordeaux,
a tall drink of spirit
He was more a hopped
pale lager like Pilsner, 
both gorgeous and
super gingered flavors,
although clashing mid
respective savored aplomb,
one so refined the other
rowdy after hours,
yet they complimented
each other in the way
they blended their
drunken demeanors, 
intoxicated by mere
existence of nature's
essential complexities

Poem Details | by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories: absence, allegory, analogy, angst, change, confusion, corruption, crazy, creation, dark, life, light, lonely, loss, love,

The Other Side

In vile defeat I confided to helplessness
I cringed knowing I know so little
As inadequate as I am I felt responsible 
I felt responsible to know everything

In this mentality I suffered long nights
Over thinking myself and overlooking life
Until I gave up the pain for a little while
And took a deep, dark look to the other side

Poem Details | by Edwin Hofert |
Categories: analogy, butterfly, desire, i miss you, imagery, love, together,



I’d like to spend the night with you.
For the rest of my tomorrows. 
Chasing away our loneliness.
And blocking out our sorrows.

While we lay there in the dark.
The only thought in mind.
The comfort we have found.
And joys we’ve yet to find.

No worries of the future.
No worries of wrong or right.
I just long to hold you.
Throughout the dark of night.

To be there when the day light.
Steals its glory from your eyes.
Sending news that you’re awake. 
On wings of butterflies 

Edwin C Hofert

Poem Details | by millard lowe |
Categories: analogy, beauty, blessing, celebration, growth, love, marriage,

Growing Old

     (And We’re Still Together, Babe)

Growing old together,
We’ve mellowed
Fine wine.
Much more
Our love
Is to refine
As we ride
The waves of passing time.

Neither sting-
Less death
Nor defeated graves
Can claim
The victory over
The sacred love that is
The essence of us:
Of our story.

The children
Came and left
And now we’re all alone:
You, me
And the dogs.

Praise God!
The children
Now in their own home!

Poem Details | by James Edward Lee Sr. |
Categories: analogy, appreciation, confusion, for her, friendship love, i love you,



shall I cry again
I shall embrace your shadow
whisper in your eyes

again shall I cry
being more than just a friend
allow me to love

may I be more than
just a friend may have loves heart 
shall I cry again

written by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©

Poem Details | by Charlie Smith |
Categories: analogy, love, spring,

Love's Spring

     her love
     was no less tender
     than the first bloom of spring

     teardrops on her cheek
     glistened like morning dew

     I wondered...
     how is it possible that I am 
     the only one that noticed

     what more could she be to me

Poem Details | by Edwin Guto |
Categories: analogy,


In a certain far land,
In it there existed,
This knight of love,
Who in it insisted.

This knight of love i say,
"I want my rib,"said he,
"All the cost i will pay,"
Were the words spewed by thee.

Many a beholder he had,
That never wanted him dead,
That all cherished him to the brim,
For he was a big a dream.

In this same far land,
There existed a beautiful girl,
Who the night of love loved,
With a love engraved in his heart.

Poem Details | by Joe DiMino |
Categories: analogy, desire, love, philosophy, romantic love, wife, wisdom,

Love Never Dies

Should I write again of love?
Surely, by now, the moon
has had her full; and those
luxury cruses best put off,
taxes long overdue; besides,
those who love well
love well in a canoe--

which is precisely my point--
love is never through: 

For the wind loves the bird---
that’s why he flies; as much
for the wind as his own 
bird’s eyes; and why such
manic caw? Much like
our spastic cries—in the
climax of it all, he knows
even if he falls,
love never grows old…
and love
never dies….

Poem Details | by Hani Gholami |
Categories: analogy, anger, appreciation, beauty, first love, lost love, wisdom,

Another Dream

I dreamt of you again last night.

I held you with all my might.
Tears flowed from my face,
as i yearned to never leave your embrace.
The smell of your skin, the taste of your tears
the sound of your laughter, joy without fear. 
That moment a treasure, 
but the treasure was a dream.

If dreams were reality and reality was a dream,
I would sail right to heaven to be redeemed.
I would walk on water with you by my side,
in eternal bliss we would forever abide.
But dreams are just streams of healing at night,
this wound has been one of the hardest to fight.
And I will keep dreaming of you till the stars have no light,
for you were my baby but the times were not right.

Poem Details | by Gregory R Barden |
Categories: analogy, love, metaphor, relationship,

Tepid Trill

       Who do you think you are?!?

You use your tears like money,

              Each one paying for another excuse ...

       Lies dripping with feigned empathy,

                     And staining honesty like blood.

Yet these briny drops fall to me,

              Pressed between our empty pages ...

       Like a dried rose once given in love, cherished,

                     Now, left to wither ... thorns and all.

~ 2nd Place ~  in the "Who Do You Think You Are" Poetry Contest
Caren Krutsinger, Judge & Sponsor.

Poem Details | by Vermillion Scythe |
Categories: analogy, deep, kiss, love, metaphor,


A ruby
is a precious abstract value
spiritually creating endless joy to the one
holding her tenderly
not a single tear
not a single scar
in all the decades to come
after the first kiss

Poem Details | by Pheko Motaung |
Categories: analogy,

I will die for love

I will die for love
Fear is a lifetime of pain
Death is my joy
Call the gun men and pay
Those who can shoot straight

Poem Details | by White Wolf |
Categories: analogy, love hurts,


How can I flood your waters when your barriers hold me back? How can I fill your mind when it's preoccupied and blind? How can I fulfill your needs when there is no way of pleasing these? How must I cross your mountains when your forest is so thick inside? How can I fly through your skies when you cloud the vision of my eyes? How can I swim through your oceans when your undertow keeps pulling me down? How can I walk through your deserts when your sandstorms keep blinding me so? How can I kiss you gently when you disguise the love I know? A collaboration with Carole Duet.

Poem Details | by Subimal Sinha-Roy |
Categories: analogy, color, love,

Cerulean Serenity

Time stood still with me
on aegean beach at tiffany twilight hours,
the cold sun sank in admiral splendor 
beyond  the lapis horizon,
the cobalt sea soaked the cyan sky 
ribboned by periwinkle cloud
blown by aquamarine breeze.
You came flying on its sapphire wings, 
slate hair kissing teal lips, lacing prussian eyes.
From azure shadow of waves
I swam in turquoise glint of your eyes,
sank deep in your indigo heart 
embracing me with cerulean serenity. 

July 13, 2018

Poem Details | by Gregory R Barden |
Categories: analogy, longing, love, metaphor,


How quickly We fall prey to love Devoured whole by the need to be needed No matter how long or high or thick the walls No matter the time spent in isolation building them, formidable They crumble to dust with but a whisper of hope Of love and the needs attached At its mercy Forever. ~ 1st Place ~ in the "Contest Number 505 Any Form Or None" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: 12th grade, analogy, emotions, feelings, i love you, imagery, love,

You Are My Love

You are my love and I am yours you are the rudder; I'm the oars. When I shut my eyes, you are there like the answer to my prayer when I take a breath, you're the air. You found my heart behind closed doors then took me to the ocean shores and taught me that sometimes life’s fair. You are my love. When I ache; your presences cures dismantling games without scores. At your touch passion's flames flair forging one heart two lovers share melded together at our cores. You are my love. (Rondeau) July 26, 2018 Rondeau Poetry Contest (image #3) Joseph May

Poem Details | by Abraham Elizondo |
Categories: analogy, beauty, first love, girl, image, imagery, love,

Living Desert

She is the Desert hot, radiant, dangerous One I dare not cross

Poem Details | by Anna Hopper |
Categories: analogy, corruption, love,


Her love was a tropical hurricane 
Drowning the souls who fell victim
The wind would pick up at the smell of rain
She never quite knew how to pick em

She loved those lost and those in hiding
She cared when the world gave up
No factors played part, in her, deciding
No such phrase as “enough is enough”

Her gift was her unconditional love
Her curse was her understanding
A consistent, gravitational tug
Attracting those, most demanding

A rubber ball, she bounced about
Not picky, but sticky as glue
Each soul she touched, a love would sprout 
Always trapped, in another’s shoes