Passion Hurt Poems

In a realm where feuds festered, fierce and free,
Two clans clashed, Kovacs and Petrovics, starkly set.
Amidst the mountains, a tale of sorrow spun,
Where bloodied bonds...

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         A Fading Ember

In shadows cast by waning light,
A love once vivid, now takes flight.
Our candle that...

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Sea of my youth.

What part made it hard to Love me,  the Bering sea of my youth, I'd settled less, for lies and so...

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Say something meaningful,
only when words make sense;
hiding beautiful truth is pathetic:
examine yourself and be realistic!
We get burn from fire and still dance,
denying ourselves that's too...

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This is the only place where I can go when my heart burns and spirit muse in the desert and when the water is dried...

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Her eyes
Light fire within
Burning souls
Freezing hearts
Blue.
...

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Every night on the same bed
We continue to sleep in the same position
I wonder what killed the spark of our passion
You promised me forever 
Five...

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Quote By Poet "A writer writes, because they love to write."

A writer writes,
because they love to write.
Words and ideas come disguised,
then an image will rise...

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It sounds warm
Framed in dust
Weak
Paved in rust
But still sooths the anchor
Claims the difference
While raging an instance
Beneath the tree of life
Red is eye-catching
Red is said to...

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Foggy mists engulfed the bright
When raindrops fell throughout the night
The lampposts glowed at midnights dark
When sweethearts kissed at Lover's Park
 
 
A kiss that did...

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Nature of love very intense
Consuming all daily thought
Passion engulfs that is immense
No one else needed or sought.

Harmonised heartbeats in tune
Singing from exactly same page
Wrapped in...

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Ending without an end leaves a space for a perfect ending,
My love becomes eternal and our desire never dies…

The unfinished story could be anything,
A beautiful...

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In the prison of sadness, I find myself confined,
Yearning for solace, your presence intertwined.
Oh, my dearest sweetheart, how can I draw near?
Let me craft a...

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Maybe I want to be.
I can’t help it
I feel like I have some sort of right
To be part of your future
Even though
Your idea of me
Is...

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How do I loathe thee? Let me count the ways.
I loathe thee so that I throw up on sight
Of thee, and when my ire is...

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