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,
Whose faith was in need of repair.
The flower grew and grew,
Waiting for the girl to come through.
To pluck it from its home,
As she continued to roam.
Waiting for her lover,
And a love to rediscover.
I enjoy writing and I typically write poems. I keep a notebook full of them and add to it almost daily. I write about what is happening or what happened at one point in my life. But despite writing a lot of poems, no one has ever seen them. I hope you enjoy reading the poems as much as I did writing them!
I am the fierce quietof calm before the storm;each step, sure and unwavering,each breath, a shield formed.Through gusts that twist and shout,my arms, a fortress tight;for them, I am the lighthouse,against the darkest night.No tempest shakes my spirit,no shadow dims my flame.I am a mother—undaunted,ever steadfast, in love’s name. Meaning “I Am a Mother” celebrates…
Through these poems, love is portrayed as a constant, whether in the quiet moments or the passing seasons, always shaping life with gentle persistence. They emphasize how love endures in small, meaningful ways, creating connections that grow stronger over time.
Little Hands, Big Love Little hands, paint splashed,On Mother’s Day, our worlds are mashed.In every print, a tale grows,Of hugs and laughs in colorful rows.Lines weave love on canvas bare,Small hands wave in the air.Mother watches, eyes aglow,In these prints, her love we know.Brushes dance, hands collide,On this day, with pride we stride.A masterpiece of…
Goodnight love poems for him beautifully capture the warmth of affection and longing. These poems use serene imagery of the night sky, stars, and moonlight to convey deep emotions, offering comfort and connection even in moments of distance. Goodnight, My Love Under the velvet sky, I sigh,”Goodnight, my love,” a soft goodbye.Stars, in their silent…
Heartbeats on Concrete In the city’s pulse,we found our rhythm,beat syncing with asphalt drums,hands clasped, futures bright.Streetlight serenades,our shadows dance,on walls, in alleys,love’s graffiti, bold and free.Challenges, we faced,side by side,your strength, my guide,together, unbreakable.Our laughter echoes,down the bustling lanes,overcoming noise,a melody only we understand.In every step, a promise,on this urban canvas,our love, a mural,painted…
Our Parallel Lives In the quiet hours, I think of you,My thoughts run wild, though time stands still.We walk in parallel, but skies are blue,Our love is strong, an unbroken will.In dreams, we meet where walls cannot confine,Two souls, apart, yet bound by heart.A future waits, where stars align,Together, never more to part. Meaning This…
