Oregano Oranges

A novice poet's magical journey with words

Tag: Love

  • Falling In Love During A Chess Match: A love poem

    Falling In Love During A Chess Match: A love poem

    This is a love poem which features chess matches. / I knew I loved you when You didn’t pretend  To be bad at chess Just so I could win. / I knew I loved you when You spent your playtime  Teaching me how to protect My chess pieces and myself from bullies. / I knew…

  • Wish You Were Here: A love poem (NaPoWriMo 7)

    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,…

  • The Other Side of Midnight: A sapphic love poem

    The Other Side of Midnight: A sapphic love poem

    Her sweet whispers rang in her ears Even several summers later. The voice said loud and clear ‘On the other side of midnight,  I will meet you under the morning stars’. Her eyes had unshed tears as she got lost In the memories of the night of the Untimely summer storm on which  She got…

  • Silent Disco: A poem about loving life

    Silent Disco: A poem about loving life

    This is a part of a poem about being in love with life. You can check out the full poem by supporting me on Buy Me A Coffee As she skipped down the Baker’s Street With a little spring in her step, Turning around and gazing while Executing pirouettes and Sautés  To the silent disco…

  • Loving Myself is Not Easy: A poem about self-love

    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…

  • Love Like A Soft Sunday Morning: A love poem

    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…

  • A poem about longing and separation

    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