Bhumika
The feeling of wanting something that’s no good for us. The suicidal tendencies of doing an action, we know can either kills us or hurt us. A slow death, a sweet tasting poison.  
Perched in a tree The strong arms falling around
On the heated pavement, came vows to live immortal.
the feelings he gives you, the thoughts you cant help but surface. He was a dream i could escape to and that's why now he's gone i only see starless skies and darkness in the place of the sun
I wrote this at a very young age, the first time I was in love with a boy. I was head over heels and wanted to be his everything.
the two people in this story can be any gender and any age, making it up to you who they are. it can be a love story or one of mere friendship. this is so far my favorite poem of all the one i have. p...
by luisagro
the first, second and last time i kissed you.
always be my maybe
forever be my always
The stars in his eyes twinkled with mischief Lighting up his whole face
The feeling of wanting something that’s no good for us. The suicidal tendencies of doing an action, we know can either kills us or hurt us. A slow death, a sweet tasting poison.  
Perched in a tree The strong arms falling around
On the heated pavement, came vows to live immortal.
the feelings he gives you, the thoughts you cant help but surface. He was a dream i could escape to and that's why now he's gone i only see starless skies and darkness in the place of the sun
I wrote this at a very young age, the first time I was in love with a boy. I was head over heels and wanted to be his everything.
the two people in this story can be any gender and any age, making it up to you who they are. it can be a love story or one of mere friendship. this is so far my favorite poem of all the one i have. p...
by luisagro
the first, second and last time i kissed you.
always be my maybe
forever be my always
The stars in his eyes twinkled with mischief Lighting up his whole face