beauty, Love Poem

Her Beauty

Whatever she wore She wore it best. From madness, To that little black dress. Even when her eyebrows Were a mess, There was still no Contest, Between her and The rest. Jealous were also rose Of her fragrant glows Her zest stole me of my heart And it would steal the rest of your part… Continue reading Her Beauty

beauty, Love Poem

Her Heart

She is to believe that love Should feel like a storm Passionate, Raw and raging. But so many storms Left her More broken than before. Now she looks for a love That feels Like a night After the storm Is over. The ebbing waves of emotion Engulfed half her mind In a state of dilemma… Continue reading Her Heart



She was a little all over the place, that was for sure. But the good news is that when she loved, she loved big. And if she loved you, you knew she loved you You never had to wonder. _Niran†. . . ©The poem Zone All rights reserved !! 🎀Happy Blogging 🎀