Poemsoflove Stories

These poems aren't just words. They are echoes of him- of Jeff. Of laughter between shadows, of silence that screamed louder than goodbyes. This is a collection for the almosts, the maybes, the never-weres... And for anyone who ever loved someone so quietly, it felt like a secret between stars.

"Love is often nothing but a favorable exchange between two people who get the most of what they can expect, considering their value on the personality market." - Erich Fromm LOVE ALPHABET This wonderful collection was the result of a beautiful connection shared by two persons who continued to believe in love even if it ceased to exist between the two of them. Enjoy!

Poems for my unrequitted love

This book consits of ballads and free verse poems of different geners such as love, strength, hope, faith, heartbreak and many more. Do give a read. 😊

Collection of poems

How would yu rather die? This......is a series of suicidal and homicidal experiences of these different people as they approach thier last breaths and thier last thoughts as they remember them ! Pls comments and votes if my words prove deserving!

Classroom Echoes: Poems of Incomplete School Love captures the fleeting, tender emotions of a love that bloomed too quietly to be named. Set against the backdrop of school corridors, shared glances in classrooms, and unsent messages scribbled on notebooks, this collection speaks to anyone who has ever loved someone silently. Each poem traces the arc of a school crush-from the spark of the first meeting to the bittersweet ache of graduation. These are stories of hearts that beat louder in the silence, of feelings felt too deeply to say aloud, and of the love that almost was. For every soul who carried a secret affection through the school years, this book is your echo.

anj only.

Poetry of Darkness

... when saying "I love you" just isn't enough. - turtletraveler16

Drops of rain fall in my ambience Flooding me and my existence Tears trickle down but fails to drop Voice unheard, never yields to stop Poems are verse to let out thoughts In each line is beauty of thoughts In each word is wonder of thoughts It drains and brings to my heart's drought Poetry in my own style and aesthetics

These are my collection of poems, random thoughts and anything my mind could think of.

Summer Love Series Book #2 "Among all the archives of my unspoken love to you I'll keep your smiles in my heart like a vivid memory."

"A backburner?" "That's all you will be to him." - Girlies stuck in situationships-my love for poetry has ascended. This is a collection of self-written poetry that defy such definitions and unravels the intricacies of love, desire, and the unspoken threads that bind hearts in profound ways. For an enhanced understanding of the book, incorporating exclusive features not found on Wattpad, including dedicated songs, kindly access it through the provided PDF link within this description and at the last part of the book. 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊 : https://docs.google.com/document/d/1tpjfQqu5duHn4VlbznJPBwPCa7RpshZayrrTRlC5eUA/export?format=pdf © 2024 - Franssel B. Please do not be impudent and claim as your own.

Semicolon - Where the author could've ended the sentence but decided to keep going. The author is you and the sentence is your life.

"If only it all, wasn't so complicated, Maybe we could have a love that wasn't so jaded." "And now we're both just passing by, With our heads turned down. And I look at you and wish, that you were still around." "So put fear aside & give life a shot, and don't let the dreams you wish to fulfill rot." ------x-----x------x-----x----- To read more of such sad, romantic, motivational pieces of art, do give my poems a chance! A collection of original heartfelt poems about love, pain, heartbreak, depression, etc are waiting for you! WARNING: They might strike some feelings deep inside you! Give my poems a chance and I know you won't regret, So go and read 'em and don't fret. Love, Outspoken Fears.

I invite you to indulge... Come with me on this adventure, let's see where the currents take us. Somewhere out there is an island with beautiful people and wondrous dreams. There is so much more to this life. Take my hand, don't look back. Just run and jump...

I met my mother's younger self for coffee today I couldn't help but smile at her from across the table because she brought the sunshine into the room with her I leaned into her kind eyes and saw my future reflected in them The steam from her coffee cup burnt her tongue but she still smiled at a passing stranger through the pain She told me she had been hurt by the world, bruised and bitten I wondered how she hid it so well and reached for her hand across the fine dark brown wood of the table Soft hands with tough lines woven through them, she clasped my palm and held tightly She told me stories of childhood innocence and I laughed So much joy and soul emanated from her, I wanted to live in that moment forever I wanted to write down the words of faith she had in humanity, despite all the ways it had let her down I told her I was deeply flawed by my stubborn nature, so consumed by my self-preservation that I could never be soft I said I wish I could be like her someday Someone as kind , strong and graceful as her She smiled, looked at me and said she wished she could be like me someday She left after that , with the sun setting in the background She left her half-empty cup of coffee sitting on the table and her faint smell of magnolia lingered in the air I met my mother's younger self for coffee today And then I went home and cried For even though her heart was shattered, she walked around giving pieces of it to everyone she met

This poem is a representation of the roller coaster love is to some of us.