Narrative Love Poems

In the halls of learning, where whispers grow,
Two hearts met, began to glow.
A glance, a smile, a moment shared—
A silent bond, unspoken, yet declared.

Through bustling...

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  Daniel is a "different" child
  The doctors said he might just be a slow starter
  Daniel had something unfamiliar and different...

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I've got this taste
Always wishing for the best
Not to be better than the rest
But to better myself 
Just wanna live without stress 
But never to...

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Please disregard that I'm a dog.
I've been asked to write this monologue
by my owner.  What was he thinking?
Maybe he has been out drinking.  

I always try to be there...

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We keep,
Working on ourselves 
Trying to know
Our dark sides 
Correcting 
Each other's flaws without discrimination.

Sometimes 
We fight 
When she's hurt
I am too
She's angry 
I am...

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At the gate of adolescence boy meets girl;
a real jewel but she clearly ranks second.
He spends time grooming another favorite 
and buys expensive gifts for...

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From the trenches of the dark underground into the sewers of the slumworld, a place terrified with the pain of fear, gripped from their minds...

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If you have to evaluate love
Let the evaluation begin with yourself 
Self love must be good 
You have to set the limits of yourself 
After...

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The woman who got a right man in her life is fortunate
That's the man who respects her
Love and protect her with his shadow 
A man...

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Fuse lit now, the spark ignited:
Let it burn, this love misguided.
Our future once had seemed vivid
Now obfuscated… no: omitted.

Structural damage, shock waves follow
Breach the hull...

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In every dawn that breaks anew,
In every dream, and skies of blue,
A woman’s strength, steadfast and true,
Guides the world in all we do.
Through ages past...

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The days are running in front of my and the music is vibrating inside me, daylight is shining in my face and the some things...

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It's dark in here; but I'll hang
I should feel fear; I'm too young to understand such a thing
Why do I miss your touch? I was...

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Of all her fasioned intruge, oh how it seems...her longing to be a star

Of lace and draped garb she wears a trinket of charm
And gives...

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My Dear Son,
It’s March
I can already hear you—
small feet like birds’ wings
fluttering through the air
skipping, hopping, laughing
chasing me chasing you

your laughter—
a chorus that fills the...

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