Category: Love
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Wish You Were Here: A love poem (NaPoWriMo 7)
This poem titled ‘Wish You Were Here’ is about love and longing. / As I sit under the crystal clear sky I wish for your presence to accompany mine. The soft music of foamy white water could be the only sound That joins us on our lazy picnics under the warm spring sun. And we,…
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Losing Herself in His Presence: A poem
In the quiet solitude of the silent night She softly gazes at the picture On her oakwood nightstand. She feels his presence In the gentle rustle Of the peach curtains, In the soft chimes of the bells In the windowsill, In the feeling of being in a cocoon When it’s just you and your feelings …
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Heart-shaped Gifts That I Don’t Like to Receive : A poem
Red heart-shaped pillows. Heart-shaped chocolates filled with something gooey. Or heart-shaped chocolates in general. Heart-shaped journals that sit prettily on my desk and annoy my every writing self. Hearts painted on my nails. Heart-shaped pendants in pink. I will write about the hearts I love and loved on another evening when that journal isn’t so…
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Loving Myself is Not Easy: A poem about self-love
I wish it was easy to love myself. As easy as plucking a peach From the tree in my backyard. But it’s not. It’s like reaching for that lemon That fell in the neighbor’s garden And that’s the neighbor with that ferocious dog who bites with abandon. / Loving myself needs the constant beeping of…
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For the Four People who Live in my Heart: A friendship poem
For those arms that engulfed my heart And those hands that cradled my joy While I cried endlessly for those who said goodbye I am thankful. -Armaan Photo by Christopher Beloch on Unsplash
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Love Like A Soft Sunday Morning: A love poem
You have always felt like a soft Sunday morning. Like waking up to the nightingale’s melody Wafting in through the branches of the fruit laden mango tree. Like gentle sunlight filtering through the threads And making check marks on an unmade bed. Like riveting conversations about books and music Over cups of steaming hot coffee…
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A poem about longing and separation
We skipped around the snow And danced with the snowdragon We snuggled around the fire And gazed across the ocean Of misty blue eyes And whispered goodbyes -Armaan Photo by Jonathan Forage on Unsplash