MY FIRST LOVE KILLED HERSELF ~BY PRESLEY PARKER
My first love killed herself,
Not in the way you think,
Not with a gun to her head,
Poem on love
HOW DO I LOVE THEE? ~BY ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
LOVE NOT BEAUTY ~BY THERESA NEMETH
Love Not Beauty If You Cannot Perceive It
If It Know Not It Oath Or Wade Or Stroke:
Be Not Spellbound To Its Letters Or Dote.
YOU SAY ~BY EMILY SHIPP
You say I’ll be okay,
That you’re here to stay.
You say you love me,
That you’re dreaming of a we.
How can you still believe?
How do you know I won’t leave?
AFTER THE SNOW ~BY EMILY SHIPP
After the snow,
A lonely flower tried to grow.
It rose from the ground,
Fighting to be found.
By a girl with braids in her hair,
TELESCOPE ~BY RAJNANDANI SINGH
Your starry white flower garden
A spectacle to behold—a blaze,
Now appears somewhat obscure
Is it the sight or my gaze?
A POET UNDER STARRY SKY ~BY JUSTIN JADE CASTILLO
A Clout to my heart,
Thought I was smart,
A Love from my heart,
till I fell Apart.
FROZEN FLORA ~BY ALICE WILLIAMS
Jack
You have bested me again
Winter
With your clever endeavour
grasping on with your frost-bitten hands
Awaken sun and spite the cold
I LOVE YOU BUT ~BY ABIGAIL CASOLA
Sometimes I wish that I
could end this miserable life
just because of someone like you
I hate you but I’ll miss you
you hurt me and you feel bad
oh, oh bad I love you
but you don’t love me back.