Love Poems Poetry Romance Quotes

“I feel your words on my lips
and feel your mood in my hips”
― Maquita Donyel Irvin

“I wanted to write some words you'd remember.

Words so alert they'd leap from the paper,
crawl up your shoulder, lie by your ears,
and purr themselves to you like baby kittens,
but it was rainy, so I laid there and daydreamed about you.”
― C.L. Foster, Best Thing I Never Had

“To excite my thoughts with your agony
…
To burn my soul in an explosion of hearts
…
To pull out my ignorance from the depth of my mind
…
To rush my fight with inner daemons
…
To torture my brain in a chaotic dance of thoughts
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To cast the shadows from my little world
…
To feel the death of my celestial tendril

(Excerpted from "Why did you come", chapter Passion)”
― Claudia Pavel, The odyssey of my lost thoughts

“Home sweet home
Home sweet home
It sure feels good to be
home again.

Been away for so long,
Almost forget what coming
home feels like.
Down the street, I am almost there.
The place I know best.
The place I put above all else,
There’s no place I’d rather be.
Sweet girl like you.
The warm embrace of being missed.

After so many miles the end
is drawing near.
Home sweet home
Home sweet home.
Soon as I am there, I’ll kiss the welcome
mat of your feet &
recline deep in the chair of your arms.
Soon as I am there I’ll sink into comfort,
I’ll pour me a glass filled in your kiss.
The warm embrace of being missed.
It sure feels good to be home again.
Dozing off fast asleep at home.
Safe & sound in your arms”
― Kewayne Wadley

“You’re my favorite place to hide whether
intentionally or unintentionally;
A place my soul could grab a pillow & just lay.
A place that I’ve memorized every sound.
Every smell.
The goosebumps that hide beneath the
Paint on the wall.
It’s become instinct to come here.
It reminds me of home, my favorite place to hide.
Where everything feels bigger than what it really is
Surrounded by the faint smell of perfume,
The closest I’ve ever felt to you.
I love it here as everything feels uninterrupted.
A place where time feels like it stopped
Where I can snuggle up with my thoughts of you
& sleep.
Rather it’s the light that shines through when
You open your eyes or the dark that accompanies
Your lashes when they close.
This is my favorite place to hide.
The part of you that I wish to remain.
The only thing I dream no matter where I am at”
― Kewayne Wadley, Mumbo Jumbo... I Love You

“Love Liberty Bondage (The Sonnet)

Love is liberty, love is bondage,
This won't make sense to an egotist.
Love is liberty when unselfish,
Bondage when selfish.
To be bold yet gentle and unselfish,
That is the whole of love eternal.
Whom you love, you'll die to protect,
To die for love is to be immortal.
Mere reading love stories means nothing,
Become a radical new story of love ever told.
Love is degradation as well as salvation,
When unselfish we rise, when selfish we fall.
A drop of lover's sweat outdivines barrels of holy water.
Only love is divine, rest are lesser echoes from days afar.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Gentalist: There's No Social Work, Only Family Work

“Love is degradation as well as salvation, When unselfish we rise, when selfish we fall.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Gentalist: There's No Social Work, Only Family Work

“Love is liberty when unselfish, bondage when selfish.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Gentalist: There's No Social Work, Only Family Work

“If I Lose Thee (The Sonnet)

If I lose thee,
All glory feels like gutter.
If I lose thee,
All joy seems to disappear.
If I lose thee,
All ambition is damnation.
If I lose thee,
All applause is condemnation.
If I lose thee,
All success is downfall.
If I lose thee,
All morning is nightfall.
To lose you is to die before death.
To be lost in you is to find oneself.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Woman Over World: The Novel

“When I Found Thee (The Sonnet)

When I found thee,
40 inch chest turned 50.
When I found thee,
A savage mind realized humanity.
When I found thee,
A poor vagabond became a beacon.
When I found thee,
A cowardly heart became a lion.
Every cunning tradesman says,
The trade of love is sheer torment.
I say, better love and be hurt,
For wounds of love are a lover's ornament.
You appeared, and I found hope in every corner.
Even amidst all hell I saw paradise appear.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Woman Over World: The Novel

“Ruined Lover (The Sonnet)

It isn't wrong to want,
To be with someone.
Whether they reciprocate,
Is not your decision.
You cannot force love,
To force love is to ruin it.
All you can do is reach out,
Even at the risk of being ruined.
Love never cares about reputation,
If it did it wouldn't be love.
If you can still think logical,
You are anything but in love.
Logic is but poison in love's domain.
Let all ego be washed away by love's pouring rain.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Find A Cause Outside Yourself: Sermon of Sustainability

“Love, Latitude, Longitude (The Sonnet)

Love knows no latitude,
Love knows no longitude.
Love only knows to be,
Annihilated in servitude.
Love knows no aptitude,
Love knows no sanctitude.
Love only knows to give,
And wind up a destitute.
A destitute lover is wealthier,
Than a loveless billionaire.
Prison of gold is still a prison,
Our own greed makes us prisoner.
Eyes off the gold and hands on the heart!
Thus we shall wipe out all the world's dirt.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Find A Cause Outside Yourself: Sermon of Sustainability

“My science is you, my art is you,
La mañana de mi mente eres tú.
Mi casa tú, mi cielo tú,
La verdad de mi vida eres tú.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission

“They say you can’t live on love alone,
And indeed it’s true to its factual core.
But green of dollar without green of heart,
Grows on us like toxic mold.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Find A Cause Outside Yourself: Sermon of Sustainability

“Poet has no power over the muse,
It's the muse who powers the poet.
Best of poetry is an act of selfless care,
As the poet pens the pain through hopelessness.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yarasistan: My Wounds, My Crown

“Poet has no power over the muse, it's the muse who powers the poet.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yarasistan: My Wounds, My Crown

“What was the last thing he’d said to her?
It’s on the tip of her tongue,
She can’t remember what she’d heard,
Vowels ripped and consonants undone,
Stuck in the space between words,
Muted language that refuses to come”
― Eric Overby, Hourglass in Grace

“Love Sometimes

Love she said.
Is when you reach into
Your purse & don't have enough
To make your purchase.
Love she said.
Love is when you constantly search,
Looking for that missing magic.
That missing nickle or dime,
A complete bill that unravels
In the nick of time.
Love sometimes is second guesses
And quick reassurance.
Love sometimes holds up the line
& makes you crazy.
Love she said
Love is a stranger that creeps up
From behind
& gives the cashier what you need
Sometimes not what you want.
Love she said
Is human.
Love she said
Sometimes walks out the door
Soon as you see it”
― Kewayne Wadley, More Songs to Listen to at Midnight

“I lost my virginity
to your voice,
It's impossible to hide
myself from you.
Impossible to take back
What I've hidden in your crease”
― Kewayne Wadley, More Songs to Listen to at Midnight

“I took the numbers off the clock
& slipped them in her mouth,
Each time I thought of her.
Whether she moves or stands still
Time is of no importance.
My arms will always wind
in search of her”
― Kewayne Wadley, More Songs to Listen to at Midnight

“Meeting you gave me the permission
I sought in myself.
To get out & explore in a sense
that it feels like home.
Being with you, the best idea yet.
Small petite buildings, towering
buildings.
Everyday feels brand new
I don't feel the need to stay cooped
up inside a room.
With you I want to get out &
explore and sleep when there is
time.
I've never been to a place like
this before.
I've never tasted food this good
before & for once,
There are no distractions, no other
place to be.
The lights that shine from your eyes
The thoughts that travel fast like cars.
I've never been to a city like this
before, the best idea yet.
When people ask me where I've been
I call your name.
When friends ask me where I'm going
I call your name.
And I can't wait until I get back there”
― Kewayne Wadley, More Songs to Listen to at Midnight

“Time is intentional.
It brings together and also
separates.
For letters dance over the
bridge of four ever.
Knowing what you want is
momentary.
On the contrary
Things change all the time.
Including the things we think we
want.
But time.
Time is something we don't
simply enjoy enough of.
It separates but also brings
Back together.
For letters dance over the
bridge of four ever.
Why waste what can't be
Given back”
― Kewayne Wadley, More Songs to Listen to at Midnight

“If I could slide myself into the
Palm of your hands.
I'd split myself into five slender
stems,
So all of me could fit into the
Vase of your hands.

Between the stems there is
A piece of me that I've hidden,
Wild in proximity to you.
Between your thumbs
I've succumb to the tenderness
of your smile.
Though petite, my day is no
longer incomplete.
So I took a seat, and watched
the sun rise from your smile
for just a while longer”
― Kewayne Wadley, More Songs to Listen to at Midnight

“Before meeting you
I was introduced to you
Now I am criticized of my love
For you.
I weighed 187 pounds
Now I am shamed & cannot
Find clothes my size.
It seems that everyone I meet
is conscious of my health
Except I.
I am spoon deep in you
I am made of you”
― Kewayne Wadley, More Songs to Listen to at Midnight

“My wish
Is to become selfishly
In love with you.
With every thought & word
That we speak
They feel & grow like children.
Regardless of the bad days
The care and affection
That we have is so strong
That we never part from
Each other's presence.
Abandoning them to a world
Where we no longer know exist.
Even while mad.
Even by accident.
The only thing that matters
Is watching them grow
Until they are big & tall,
By then we'll both be old.
That is my wish,
That is what I see every time
I look at you”
― Kewayne Wadley, Mumbo Jumbo... I Love You

“Endless Love

Like the river never stops, I too shall never stop loving you,
Like those shining stars, I too shall always shine for you,
Like the wind that paces through the forest where I spent few moments with you,
I too shall in that forest of memories always seek you, just you,
Maybe it is my compulsive proneness that I only seek you,
In my wakeful state and in my subconscious slumbers I only think of you,
Maybe it is my memories that refuse to exist without you,
And before this stubbornness of my mind and heart, I surrender and I allow myself to love you, just you,
In the Summer garden where many roses bloom, I find none like you,
Like the desperate butterflies seeking their flowers of choice, in the garden of life, I only seek you, just you,
The roses have wilted, butterfly wings lie strewn on the grass blades, and they all remind me of you,
But unlike the changing seasons, my heart always stays in the perennial state of loving you,
Everything in this universe seems to be seeking something or someone, just like I endlessly seek you,
In the summer joys, in the forest wind, in the gushing river, wherever I see, I just see a reflection of you,
As the palpable world grows around me in these transient forms, I seek my world within you,
In your beautiful eyes, in your smiles, in your scent and in every essence that reflects you,
I transpose these beautiful reflections on this world, until everything looks like you, exactly like you,
Maybe Irma, love is what I feel when I see you, when I touch you, when I just say nothing and simply sit beside you,
And the palpable world transforms into your smile, and I resume loving you,
In the forest of my endless memories of you,
Where I often tread in the brightness of the day and the silence of the night, to be with you, just you,
The river still flows, the stars still twinkle, the forest still grows, and with them your love in my heart grows too,
I have entered a precarious state where there is only one certainty, that to keep on loving you,
And wonder if you feel so too,
I have every reason to believe you do too Irma, because the trails of life we tread together, still remind me of you, and there at discrete corners I hear the echoes of your longings too,
And then my heart whispers, while my mind quietly lets it be its own master, “I love you!”
And the river of my feelings gains a renewed momentum to rush endlessly and forever unto you,
And as lovers, we fill our senses where you become me and I become you,
And what a joy it is to love you,
And say again and again, “my darling Irma. I love you!”
― Javid Ahmad Tak, They Loved in 2075!

“Yes, I’d like to order a cup of coffee with a smile as bright as the screen on my phone. I’ll take her with 4 swirls of crème, maybe 12 scoops of sugar. Excessively sweet to the point the inside of my mouth puckers but, I can’t stop drinking. I want her lips to overfill the cup and rush to meet mine just before the gap closes good when I pull her close. If I spill any of her on my clothes, I want it to be her that stains & gives me something to remember her throughout the day.”
― Kewayne Wadley, Vibing with You: Adult Coloring Book & Quotes

“I don’t let a lot of people in. most days I don’t give it a second thought. I’ve been this way since I was little. When I met you, I knew that I had grown. There was something different about your aura. I discovered that you were the love of your life, as I was the love of mine. Evanescent. Even when we don’t see eye to eye. You’re my best friend. My second reflection, the one I told the child in me to reach out to in case I wasn’t around.”
― Kewayne Wadley, Vibing with You: Adult Coloring Book & Quotes

“My heart is racing like a speed boat
Her hands around me is like a sheep’s coat
She looks at me and smiles long
And I melt like candy in the fire
Our heart always seems to hum the same song
The silence echoes the other’s desires
Each stare searching the soul for clues
Yet the sea only reflects the shade of blue.”
― Paul Bamikole, Renegades And Other Soulful Poems

“And a farewell apart
few eternity away,
Collision happens
Coz it’s meant to be this way”
― Ritu Negi, Ethereal