Love.. Poems - Poems about Love..

blackest wings scale higher than mountains

 Blackest wings, scale higher than mountains
in the chill of tonight's air,
scarred and bleeding from within,
determined to reach her lover's side,
A voice calls out to her voyage
but her vision gets lost
as it starts to drizzle and rain.

She collides & in such pain,
her claws trying to embed in the side
of the rocks but she keeps skidding

My son's guitar

To play a guitar is one thing I always yearned 
On a day like any other I finally decided to learn. 
My Son's Guitar is made for a child, small in stature.
I strum the strings, an out of tune melody is what my ears capture.
Last time I tried I quit, knowing the challenge of acquiring

Louise

We know she was born that
blissful July, perhaps sooner. But we never settled

on a time of death, so the tombstone 
sits on my nightstand for now

I water daffodils with
black coffee—I want to plant them

next to her grave, where I'll
never visit. It's the least I can do since I

can't visit her, as you'll be there 
to

Citrus Note

And I loved him at that
March midnight, the one when spring was
late. They say she was caught up
in a reminiscent movie
—even love was black and white back then

What I wouldn’t give
for those days, side by side in
July's bliss, brewing
summer coffee. It had a hint of
tangerine. Isn't it miraculous? How
the bitter umber can carry
a note so

Never meant to part

For weeks, my hands searched your side of the bed,
Yet emptiness mocked the warmth I desired.
Our love now lives in a distant, closed past,
Where memories refuse to fade or dim.

That morning you spoke your final good-bye
Turned my whole world to a mourning ground.
I lost the knowing of what love feels like,
For your absence drove me

Hiku: sweet love sings in hearts

be the ~r~h~y~t~h~m~~
of the °°p°°o°°e°°m°° my h¦e¦a¦r¦t 
                         ~w~~r~~i~~t~~e~~s~
sweet love s•       n•         s•
    

Flaming Wheat

I have loved too much,
its just imagery in my head.
You can tease me kindly
and I'll love you fondly,
I know its flirting at the end,
Those all-seeing eyes
like the shining of bright
Pelicans flap and cry
when its not time to fly.
Dead at the end graffiti
A rebel's chest not perished.
These old steps decrepit
barely can take my weight
and my visions

A Lecture upon Shadow Reply to John Donne

Stand still, I say, listen very carefully,
We made shadows, when we walking in morn,
Back shadows donot saw,they hide already,
The love you say innocent,that is mourn.


Hide mistakes behind me you say love 
While noon only does hot with high warm of flame 
How it is noble stage when not comforts nerve?
If we donot do any mistake,

My Own Heart Is My Enemy

Each time I’ve loved, the wound ran deep,
A crimson truth I could not keep.
So now my heart, in self-defence,
Builds iron walls, immense, intense.
When someone stirs that fragile flame,
I whisper harshly, call my name,
And drag myself from passion’s shore,
To guard the ache I’ve felt before.
I scold the spark, I dim the light,
I shun the warmth, embrace

Some Love for Haters

I'm sitting at home but living rent free in your head.
Your thoughts scream for help so I'll pay some rent instead.
The payment's not money, just the hated helping a hater.
So I'll help you realize your hateful thoughts as your love translator.

Resentments and jealousy are like poison to your soul.
You're only hurting yourself as you slither

Letting Go Of Past Mistakes

Pictures there upon the wall, each person once held me dear.
At times we were living together, now not one lives near.
Each has a life they must live and thoughts on which to ponder.
My life goes on, I grow old and still I can’t but wonder,
How different things could have been, if love we didn’t squander.

It’s

I Am Peridot

I am yellow-green! Peridot the color of self-esteem
Protective against life’s rife that may stream 
I come from the earth’s rich interiors ore, 
xenolith layers that make up its inner core
Purifying positive spiritual energy and well-being
Channeling love  to  intrusive shadows unseen
When sunrays shimmer thru shade tree leaves,
you’ll see me glinting behind the summer breeze
Dewy

BEACH

BEACH
water
sandy shore


picking up seashells
making big sand castles
playing in the blue water


"lasting beach dreams of childhood days"

I Am PINK

As the sun sets in the evening sky,
the pretty blue turns pink.
Oh my,
I am pink for the clouds to drink.
 

The moon must go to bed,
the sun must come out to play.
Marshmallow clouds meet the sun's rays,
I am pink showing off this new day.

About me

It's me, Saeed Koushan—

In the beginning, I was a voice carved from stone,
a heartbeat caught between sacred hymn and moan,
the earth that held me claimed me as its own.

Love was the ember they taught us to smother,
the hidden flame we passed to one another,
wrapped tight beneath our grandmother's cover.

I walked where cameras blinked like dying

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