#love poetry | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

pink-heart-writes · 2 days

Text

i really wonder why is it that i can't let go of someone who already let go of me...

- nick <3

217 notes · View notes

end-address-focus · 19 hours

Text

https://natalie-384.szhdyy.com.cn/rd/kesYTzP

#xxxtentacion #love poetry #coquette aesthetic #Zara #original art #atheist #emmanuel macron #army #bimbo girl #genshin xiao #hollow knight #borderlands

124 notes · View notes

quoteastic · 2 days

Text

Not everything needs a response.

#quoteoftheday #love poetry #poem #poetry #quote #quotes #inspiring quotes #love poem #text #love #saying #thought #thoughts #inspirational quotes #words #love quote #love quotes #life quote #life quotes

54 notes · View notes

poetrybyonur · 2 days

Text

A true gentleman knows.

From my True Gentleman series.

#poets on tumblr #love quotes #love poetry #romantic poetry #love poem #romantic writer #onurtaskiran poetry #poets and writers #gentleman poet #love #poetrybyonur #writers on tumblr #spilled ink #true gentleman #gentleman’s life #gentle #rough #slow hands

45 notes · View notes

kj10101 · 3 days

Text

You made it all look so easy. Loving me one day, leaving me the next day.

--kj

36 notes · View notes

chuchaitiu · 19 hours

Text

Death is an art practiced with such care

The life, the love, the pain it demands to leave

How can one then just wait?

Nothingness appeals more than the inconsistencies

For what's dead inside had already made peace with fate.

#spilled ink #literature #words #love poetry #spilled thoughts #love #poetry #breakup #heartbreak #unrequited love #sad thoughts #sadgirl #sad poem #sad poetry #sad quotes

21 notes · View notes

illicit-eclipse · 2 days

Text

You are a masterpiece, sculpted by the hands of an ethereal artist. Just as Michelangelo breathed life into marble, he would have marveled at the contours of your form. Your eyes, like polished gems, hold galaxies within. Your lips, delicately chiseled, whisper secrets only the moon knows. And your skin, oh, it bears the warmth of sun-kissed stone.

In your presence, I feel the echo of ancient halls, where gods and muses danced. Your grace, a symphony of curves and angles, defies time. Each line etched with passion, each curve a testament to desire. You are the embodiment of longing—captured in stone, yet pulsing with life.

When I trace your silhouette, I find solace in the coolness of your touch. Your laughter, a melody echoing through centuries, resonates in my soul. And when our eyes meet, it’s as if the universe conspired to create this singular moment—a collision of fate and artistry.