love poems

Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.

Admiration Love
In quiet awe, I see you stand, A soul so pure, so kind, so grand. Your strength, your grace, in all you do, Inspire a deeper love so true. No need for words, no need for praise, Your heart shines bright through quiet days. A beacon of light in the darkest night, You lift my spirits, take my flight. Not bound by passion or fleeting fire, But grounded in a deep desire, To watch you grow, to see you soar, Admiration love, forevermore. It's in your courage, in your care, A love that simply stays aware. A love that stands, so proud, so free, Admiring all you are, and all you'll be.
By Jagadeeswaran Selvaraj2 years ago in Poets
Nurturing Love
In gentle hands, you hold my heart, With every touch, you heal each part. You water dreams, you help them grow, In nurturing love, your warmth does show. Like sunlight on the morning dew, You bring out strength I never knew. With tender care, you guide me through, And every day feels fresh, feels new. You build me up when I feel small, A steady love that catches all. In every word, in every deed, You give me all the love I need. A love that tends, protects, sustains, Through life’s bright joys and quiet pains. In nurturing love, I find my way, With you beside me, come what may.
By Jagadeeswaran Selvaraj2 years ago in Poets
I don't tarot
I don't tarot In the busy streets of Bangkok, I walk past the old uncles and aunties who read cards, faces and tell fortunes.
By Huwaida Ishaaq2 years ago in Poets
Sand Under My Body
There is no one quite like you. You’re just breathtaking with the knowledge that you have and the heart that you carry in this life. Your heart is like a lighthouse by night and like a strong castle by day. You are always digging for new understanding and wisdom. You’re like the sand beneath my body or the colorful sky to my eyes. Inside of you, lies a wealth of love and affection. Your mind is like a garden of flowers that is endless.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Acceptance Meets Prince Charming [In Honor of My Freedom Road]
1. Different, abnormal they said that I needed to be fixed Many years and many tears, led to Me hiding every chance of every
By Andrew Little2 years ago in Poets
Reaper
Once with shine and splendor galore Once with fame and furlong the core Twice more with beauty and power, it is Three more it goes to devour it's kids
By J. K. Anderson2 years ago in Poets
Whispers Between Body and Soul
The body wakes with morning’s light And walks beneath the skies so bright It feels the warmth of every ray As seasons turn from night to day The soul, unseen, in quiet stays, It moves in thoughts, in dreams, in praise. It watches, listens, gently calls, Beyond the body’s rise and falls. The body knows the wind and rain, The joy of love, the ache of pain. It bends with time, it wears and fades, Like autumn leaves, in golden shades. But the soul—it’s like a breeze unseen, A river running fresh and clean. No wrinkle mars its perfect face, No touch of time, no slowing pace. The body reaches, holds, and grasps, It clings to moments, makes them last. But the soul knows there’s more to find, In every breath, in heart, in mind. The body and the soul entwined, One bound by earth, one unconfined. Together they will rise and fall, Together, they will answer the call. And when the body’s done its part, The soul will sing, a work of art. For though the body fades away, The soul remains—it cannot stray. "The body knows the rhythm of the world, but the soul holds the melody of the universe."
By Saranya2 years ago in Poets
Listen As I Spill My Heart Out To You
listen as i spill my heart to you i remember when the thought of that use to make me so uncomfortable i never wanted you to see me this vulnerable
By Michael Vexx2 years ago in Poets
To Sunderland; I Leave My Heart
1. Beautifully bodacious & blooming, but sultry in His approach, that is how He hesitantly hovered over My quiet spirit, until I found Myself drawn to every rhythmic wave of his harmonious hands taking the melodic sound down through His sensual shoulders, then releasing the next move with climatic collisions and precision so His hips made the decision to ignite this hypnotic process all over again.
By Andrew Little2 years ago in Poets
Do you recall that evening?
Why are you here? Do you recall that evening? The light from the moon was dazzling. It was bright. We were both at the beach.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
I still can't believe!
I still can't believe! What my lips have done, Kissing your lips was terrible. I'm still asking myself. Why did I stand so low?
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
Who's to Say?
(Use the following words: splinter, drought, dart, key, & fate ) Who's to Say? Perhaps it was the dirty splinter that caused all the commotion...
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in Poets