love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Living in a Dream
Together, the chaos does not exist Living for the little moments Our laughter filling the air Sunlight hitting your eyes, always makes them look like pools of melted honey
Mercedes ChavezPublished about 14 hours ago in PoetsLost Letters
For Poppy's Prompts #5. Words: paint, erode, envelope, descend, wind --- Painted thoughts erode in wind-battered envelopes;
Cathy holmesPublished about 15 hours ago in PoetsPoem
What do you find in mumbles? The inward trip, where truth is cleaned. Through the contingent sections of thought, Encased in shadow, my substance tells.
gohar goharPublished about 15 hours ago in PoetsIn the Silent Night
In the Silent Night When the songs of the night come to a halt, Oh, my friend with tear-filled eyes, Come down now –
Silent NightPublished about 16 hours ago in Poets- AI-Generated
Poetry: What Is It?
**Poetry: What Is It?** Have you ever wondered what makes a poem a poem? Poetry is a vast and diverse genre of writing, making it challenging to pin down a single definition. Essentially, poetry is a form of imaginative writing. People compose poems to creatively express thoughts and feelings about various subjects. The aim of poetry is to captivate the reader’s imagination or evoke specific emotional responses.
Nina SanftmutPublished about 18 hours ago in Poets The Sands of Dee
"O Mary , go and call the cattle home And call the cattle come , And call the cattle home , Across the sands of Dee!"
Kausar ParvinPublished about 18 hours ago in PoetsThe Embrace of Her Heart
In the dawn of morning light, she wakes, Her gentle whispers, the daybreak makes, With hands that cradle, soothe, and mend,
Samson E. GiftedPublished about 19 hours ago in PoetsDance of the Lightning Veins
Electric threads weave through the night, Silent currents out of sight, Flickering veins of power bright, A dance of the lightning veins.
Samson E. GiftedPublished about 19 hours ago in PoetsA Poem on Love: Embracing Each Other's Essence
--- **Love's Embrace** In the quiet dawn of a golden morn, When the world still sleeps and dreams are born,
ARJ GamingytPublished about 21 hours ago in PoetsLove Yourself ❤️
Gentle whispers bloom, Self-love, a delicate dance, Heart's mirror reflects. Embrace shadows vast, Tender warmth weaves through each scar,
Second Glance
Butterflies can’t compare To the ocean– . A gravity deeper than the sea Pulled in toward the earth . When you look at me
the whirlwind and the wildfire
he is a whirlwind - chaos incarnate - torrents and turbulence filling the air with debris that now lands in my realm, before the rainclouds form. a massive front of low pressure dragged behind his highs. but he doesn't know i am a wildfire. his winds give me oxygen to breathe, but he doesn't like the heat and his emotions rain down. stormy tears to put the inferno out. the blaze of my fury subdued. his winds have changed direction, for now. exhausted by his own friction. the earth my fire burns left to renew as it needs to, parenting inventive convenience, for the cycle must continue. but the whirlwind returns, so curious, wanting to be close, and still unaware of how he affects my wild heart of fire. so, i burn and i hiss and i glow. a climax of explosive instinct - a natural reaction, but a hazard nonetheless. and the world demands i put my fire out and block his tornadic gusts. do it or they will do it for me, before they carry on about the weather, "... what a dangerous idea for the wildfire to be so reckless with the whirlwind..."
⸘jason alan‽Published a day ago in Poets