Poems from TheSilentPoet
It has been an undertaking since civilization began,
Striving to decipher the sensation of touching your lover’s hand.
Attempting to make...
A seed is cast into the wind,
And the process of a destined love begins.
Though it may encounter much vexation,
And endure both trial and...
In this world I am but a man,
Crossed with confusion and stooped with dearth.
But with your love and inspiration I stand,
And rise to a...