Poems About a Crush by New Members
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Poems about a crush by new members. Poems written by members who joined within the last 30 days.
Wannabe_batman
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 3:43pm
24th Feb 2025 3:43pm
Her
Skin as white as snow,
eyes with an uncanny glow,
hair made out of fresh silk,
oh! heaven may I have seen;
in her, love was like a mothers womb,
and pain was like when a fire blooms,
no garment could ever fit her beauty,
even the moon was jealous of her!!
with a heart that was only pure,
as the sun in the sky,
her smile shines bright,
got paralyzed by only her sight,
if that was love I wasn't sure,
lungs pumping with a sweet pain,
if it were, our love would have left a stain,
breath with a burning Passion,
but now...
eyes with an uncanny glow,
hair made out of fresh silk,
oh! heaven may I have seen;
in her, love was like a mothers womb,
and pain was like when a fire blooms,
no garment could ever fit her beauty,
even the moon was jealous of her!!
with a heart that was only pure,
as the sun in the sky,
her smile shines bright,
got paralyzed by only her sight,
if that was love I wasn't sure,
lungs pumping with a sweet pain,
if it were, our love would have left a stain,
breath with a burning Passion,
but now...
#beauty
#crush
#love #romantic
#love #romantic
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Wannabe_batman
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 3:43pm
24th Feb 2025 3:43pm
Her
Skin as white as snow,
eyes with an uncanny glow,
hair made out of fresh silk,
oh! heaven may I have seen;
in her, love was like a mothers womb,
and pain was like when a fire blooms,
no garment could ever fit her beauty,
even the moon was jealous of her!!
with a heart that was only pure,
as the sun in the sky,
her smile shines bright,
got paralyzed by only her sight,
if that was love I wasn't sure,
lungs pumping with a sweet pain,
if it were, our love would have left a stain,
breath with a burning Passion,
but now...
eyes with an uncanny glow,
hair made out of fresh silk,
oh! heaven may I have seen;
in her, love was like a mothers womb,
and pain was like when a fire blooms,
no garment could ever fit her beauty,
even the moon was jealous of her!!
with a heart that was only pure,
as the sun in the sky,
her smile shines bright,
got paralyzed by only her sight,
if that was love I wasn't sure,
lungs pumping with a sweet pain,
if it were, our love would have left a stain,
breath with a burning Passion,
but now...
#beauty
#crush
#love #romantic
#love #romantic
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Wannabe_batman
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 3:43pm
24th Feb 2025 3:43pm
Her
Skin as white as snow,
eyes with an uncanny glow,
hair made out of fresh silk,
oh! heaven may I have seen;
in her, love was like a mothers womb,
and pain was like when a fire blooms,
no garment could ever fit her beauty,
even the moon was jealous of her!!
with a heart that was only pure,
as the sun in the sky,
her smile shines bright,
got paralyzed by only her sight,
if that was love I wasn't sure,
lungs pumping with a sweet pain,
if it were, our love would have left a stain,
breath with a burning Passion,
but now...
eyes with an uncanny glow,
hair made out of fresh silk,
oh! heaven may I have seen;
in her, love was like a mothers womb,
and pain was like when a fire blooms,
no garment could ever fit her beauty,
even the moon was jealous of her!!
with a heart that was only pure,
as the sun in the sky,
her smile shines bright,
got paralyzed by only her sight,
if that was love I wasn't sure,
lungs pumping with a sweet pain,
if it were, our love would have left a stain,
breath with a burning Passion,
but now...
#beauty
#crush
#love #romantic
#love #romantic
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Wannabe_batman
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 3:43pm
24th Feb 2025 3:43pm
Her
Skin as white as snow,
eyes with an uncanny glow,
hair made out of fresh silk,
oh! heaven may I have seen;
in her, love was like a mothers womb,
and pain was like when a fire blooms,
no garment could ever fit her beauty,
even the moon was jealous of her!!
with a heart that was only pure,
as the sun in the sky,
her smile shines bright,
got paralyzed by only her sight,
if that was love I wasn't sure,
lungs pumping with a sweet pain,
if it were, our love would have left a stain,
breath with a burning Passion,
but now...
eyes with an uncanny glow,
hair made out of fresh silk,
oh! heaven may I have seen;
in her, love was like a mothers womb,
and pain was like when a fire blooms,
no garment could ever fit her beauty,
even the moon was jealous of her!!
with a heart that was only pure,
as the sun in the sky,
her smile shines bright,
got paralyzed by only her sight,
if that was love I wasn't sure,
lungs pumping with a sweet pain,
if it were, our love would have left a stain,
breath with a burning Passion,
but now...
#beauty
#crush
#love #romantic
#love #romantic
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musht_e_ghubaar
Arsh
Arsh
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 8:42pm
4th Mar 2025 8:42pm
Lake
The bicycle’s path lingers,
your arms, a soft prayer around my waist,
the morning breeze still carrying
the last note of our shared hymn.
By the lake, we paused,
hands almost brushing,
a question suspended between us,
unspoken, yet heavy as the moon.
Your laughter, bright as pomegranate seeds,
still lingers in the curve of my smile,
though it feels lighter now,
like sunlight slipping through winter’s bare fingers.
You taught me to...
your arms, a soft prayer around my waist,
the morning breeze still carrying
the last note of our shared hymn.
By the lake, we paused,
hands almost brushing,
a question suspended between us,
unspoken, yet heavy as the moon.
Your laughter, bright as pomegranate seeds,
still lingers in the curve of my smile,
though it feels lighter now,
like sunlight slipping through winter’s bare fingers.
You taught me to...
#beauty
#crush
#dating
#girlfriend
#romantic
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musht_e_ghubaar
Arsh
Arsh
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 8:42pm
4th Mar 2025 8:42pm
Lake
The bicycle’s path lingers,
your arms, a soft prayer around my waist,
the morning breeze still carrying
the last note of our shared hymn.
By the lake, we paused,
hands almost brushing,
a question suspended between us,
unspoken, yet heavy as the moon.
Your laughter, bright as pomegranate seeds,
still lingers in the curve of my smile,
though it feels lighter now,
like sunlight slipping through winter’s bare fingers.
You taught me to...
your arms, a soft prayer around my waist,
the morning breeze still carrying
the last note of our shared hymn.
By the lake, we paused,
hands almost brushing,
a question suspended between us,
unspoken, yet heavy as the moon.
Your laughter, bright as pomegranate seeds,
still lingers in the curve of my smile,
though it feels lighter now,
like sunlight slipping through winter’s bare fingers.
You taught me to...
#beauty
#crush
#dating
#girlfriend
#romantic
24 reads
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musht_e_ghubaar
Arsh
Arsh
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 8:42pm
4th Mar 2025 8:42pm
Lake
The bicycle’s path lingers,
your arms, a soft prayer around my waist,
the morning breeze still carrying
the last note of our shared hymn.
By the lake, we paused,
hands almost brushing,
a question suspended between us,
unspoken, yet heavy as the moon.
Your laughter, bright as pomegranate seeds,
still lingers in the curve of my smile,
though it feels lighter now,
like sunlight slipping through winter’s bare fingers.
You taught me to...
your arms, a soft prayer around my waist,
the morning breeze still carrying
the last note of our shared hymn.
By the lake, we paused,
hands almost brushing,
a question suspended between us,
unspoken, yet heavy as the moon.
Your laughter, bright as pomegranate seeds,
still lingers in the curve of my smile,
though it feels lighter now,
like sunlight slipping through winter’s bare fingers.
You taught me to...
#beauty
#crush
#dating
#girlfriend
#romantic
24 reads
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musht_e_ghubaar
Arsh
Arsh
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 8:42pm
4th Mar 2025 8:42pm
Lake
The bicycle’s path lingers,
your arms, a soft prayer around my waist,
the morning breeze still carrying
the last note of our shared hymn.
By the lake, we paused,
hands almost brushing,
a question suspended between us,
unspoken, yet heavy as the moon.
Your laughter, bright as pomegranate seeds,
still lingers in the curve of my smile,
though it feels lighter now,
like sunlight slipping through winter’s bare fingers.
You taught me to...
your arms, a soft prayer around my waist,
the morning breeze still carrying
the last note of our shared hymn.
By the lake, we paused,
hands almost brushing,
a question suspended between us,
unspoken, yet heavy as the moon.
Your laughter, bright as pomegranate seeds,
still lingers in the curve of my smile,
though it feels lighter now,
like sunlight slipping through winter’s bare fingers.
You taught me to...
#beauty
#crush
#dating
#girlfriend
#romantic
24 reads
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musht_e_ghubaar
Arsh
Arsh
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 8:42pm
4th Mar 2025 8:42pm
Lake
The bicycle’s path lingers,
your arms, a soft prayer around my waist,
the morning breeze still carrying
the last note of our shared hymn.
By the lake, we paused,
hands almost brushing,
a question suspended between us,
unspoken, yet heavy as the moon.
Your laughter, bright as pomegranate seeds,
still lingers in the curve of my smile,
though it feels lighter now,
like sunlight slipping through winter’s bare fingers.
You taught me to...
your arms, a soft prayer around my waist,
the morning breeze still carrying
the last note of our shared hymn.
By the lake, we paused,
hands almost brushing,
a question suspended between us,
unspoken, yet heavy as the moon.
Your laughter, bright as pomegranate seeds,
still lingers in the curve of my smile,
though it feels lighter now,
like sunlight slipping through winter’s bare fingers.
You taught me to...
#beauty
#crush
#dating
#girlfriend
#romantic
24 reads
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