Love Poems About Hostages or Hostages Love Poems
by Justin Bordner |
Categories: romance,

Kiss Risk

Your lips are so soft tonight
like young truth 
on the fingertips of my fantasies,
I know it's dangerous for you
it's dangerous for me too,
our hearts could become hostages
to ancient laws of Love,
the leather of the law may be applied
silk used to silence shyness,
we could appeal to the supreme feeling,

I slip the satin secrets off your innocent shoulders
texture of carnal cream cascading freely
to the flowering of your violet felicity
your hair feels like a feather teasing my ear
as I listen to the vocals of an inner yearn
reveal the rapture of a rose on fire -

J.A.B.  2020

by Edward Ibeh |
Categories: longing, memory, money, perspective,

Greatest of Sin

My
Love
For you
So sublime
My prolonged yearning;
Fond dreams of you, saccharine sweet
Lingering; embedded like a tattoo in my heart
If coveting you is the greatest of sin, I'd gladly give hostages to fortune


BRIAN'S CHOICE 11,any form,any theme
Contest Judged:  5/31/2020 (Winner: Honorable Mention)
Sponsored by: Brian Strand 

Writing challenge, January 2019 - Fibonacci Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart (Winner: 3rd Place)
Date written and posted: 01/04/2019

by Alkas Poetry |
Categories: adventure, allusion, appreciation, extended metaphor,

Untying

let's untie
all grips
that tie us back
we are so fragile
 as  our dreams...
let's free the heart, so that
let's not live hostages
of our weaknesses anymore
and thus
    be free,
     to love again!


by Chinedum Ekwobi |
Categories: bullying, columbus day, death, evil, violence,

Hostages For Ransom

They were wasting the hostages,
This deftly handling in stages;
Thirty minutes another one slew,
Nor bothered they would soon be few...

For the beauty of Twelve Million;
They're not asking for A Trillion.
Twelve fine girls,nine boys handsome
And only Eight left for ransom
Captor tells captives "I love you!
Just that parents do not facts chew;
Like I do kola and bitter pill...
For delays, impatient guns kill..."
Isn't it too hard to swallow:
What we'd do to in wealth wallow?