Poemlove Stories

It's a poem

A poem for a birthday girl

Are you an introvert or an extrovert or both?

"My expression of life, through many layers of words, takes the form of heartfelt poems. Each carefully crafted verse carries the weight of my emotions, thoughts, and experiences, creating a tapestry of feelings for you to explore. These poems serve as windows into my soul, inviting you to embark on a journey of introspection and connection. Within their lines, you'll find echoes of joy, pain, love, and resilience, woven together in a delicate dance of language. Delve into these poems and let them envelop you, as they bear witness to the intricacies and beauty of life itself."

Our dance under the moonlight

COAXING LOVE is a poem which makes you think and make you to Love... 😉

An elegy, that tells us about the ways in which each and every person tries and finds a way to overcome their problems in life. The poem talks about the hardships faced by a person in their life and how a person values their life and the beauty of it through their own eye.❤️‍🩹 🌟 Could be interpreted in any way as per the reader's opinion.🤍 Your opinions about my poem are warmly welcomed.💜 🌟 This is my hard work and my own work. Please do not copy 🙏 🌟 Also available On Instagram : @ black_beauty_2003 On Neobook : @ black_beauty_2003

Aku tidak tahu ini disebut apa. Mungkin puisi (?) tapi mungkin saja bukan. Entahlah, yang jelas aku hanya ingin menulis. Aku butuh media untuk mengespresikan kegundahanku. Mungkin kalian akan suka, tapi mungkin juga tidak. Aku hanya ingin tetap waras, itu saja. Jadi, selamat membaca. Jika kalian suka teruskan, jika tidak, tinggalkan. Cukup sederhana bukan? Neverland, 25 Januari 2019 -With love, W-

I write poems about love and life. I'm not perfect, but I write to rectify myself. I write romantic poems that my heart orders me to. Check it out to relate with your life ♥️

Poem

Painting pictures with colors, despite only having black and white on the canvas.

A spur of the moment poem I wrote for someone

An ongoing collection of short poems. Trying to rhyme the mess of my mind.

**𝙁𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝙊𝙉 𝙒𝘼𝙏𝙏𝙋𝘼𝘿 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙅𝙀𝘾𝙏 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙊𝘾𝙏𝙊𝘽𝙀𝙍** Our generation, more often than not, is branded with the title "moody", but really does that mean the things we feel mean nothing? We say the word "phase" to burn others' emotions with it, but tell me one thing that is actually permanent. I'm not saying that everything I felt while writing these was healthy, but it was true. As true as you can be in a terribly false mind. A poetry collection that mostly took place in the quiet hours of night in the mind of someone who actually loves noise more. _________________________________________ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴; 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵; 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺; 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 _________________________________________ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 #1 in poemlove #25 in thought-provoking #17 in whimsical

my poems

Just a bunch of thoughts that crossed over my mind..less hectic

A short and sweet poetry indicating two people so immensely in love with each other that they distance themselves from the rest of the world and dance about the empty street in a stormy weather which for them is a moment in front of which all the other ball dances with glittery decorations, expensive dresses sink into insignificance. They adore their own imperfectly perfect BALL DANCE.

I have penned a poem on hypothetical romance. Synopsis - Residing in a completely remote and aloof area, a lonely young guy has got a hunch that he would never find love but is still in the quest for love.