love poems

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

The unyielding river
In the cradle of a youth’s tender dawn, she bore them, Each child an echo of her own nascent heart, Planted in the soil of her unformed days,
By Taylor Ward2 years ago in Poets
Expectations
She runs a bubble bath, and she waits for the bath to fill to a pleasing level. She soaks and she sighs, and she closes her eyes. And she waits for her skin to soften, for anticipation to build. Which it does, beginning in her stomach, then her chest, then her mind.
By Karen Cave2 years ago in Poets
But You Said
You cried helplessly But you said you were okay You pounded your fists But you said you weren’t angry I offered to talk
By Jack Friend2 years ago in Poets
Lover to Lovee. AI-Generated.
TO love is only a sufferance know to the lover. While it affects the Loved none but the lover will truly understand the sufferance one must endure to love another so deeply that obsession is not enough of a description to give.
By Dame Cass2 years ago in Poets
To The Shores Of Magic
Introduction This is a love poem for my Muse sharing thoughts of the sea and magic. To The Shores Of Magic 🏝️🌊🧜‍♀️⛵♎💜♉⛵🧜‍♀️🌊🏝️We Know We're Too Beautiful For These TimesLet Us Go Together, Aboard A ShipWe Deserve Somwhere Perfectly SublimeCome, Let Us Sail To The Shores Of Magic⛵💜⛵What Will We Find On Those Mystic BeachesTo Meet There With Venus And PoseidonThe Places Where The Great Ocean ReachesAnd Mermaids Play In The Beautiful Sun🧜‍♀️💜🧜‍♀️Here We Will Find Our Very Own IslandTo Lay On The Beach Watching Dolphins PlayAre They Selkies About To Shed Their Skin?On These Shores Of Magic And Mystery🌊💜🌊We've Found This Heavenly Place TogetherAnd Here We'll Happily Stay Forever🏝️🌊🧜‍♀️⛵♎💜♉⛵🧜‍♀️🌊🏝️
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
The young souls of old
To you, the wanderer among polished streets and neon, Whose soul remains a relic of ancient echoes, I speak as one who has walked the rugged paths
By Taylor Ward2 years ago in Poets
A Song for My Beloved
In the quiet of the morning, Before the world stirs awake, I hear your steady breathing, A melody for my heart to take. Your strength is in your silence, A comfort in the storm, You hold me close when shadows creep, And keep my spirit warm. With every step you walk beside, In joy, in pain, in light, You are the anchor of my soul, The star that guides my night. Your laughter fills our home with peace, A joy that knows no end, In your embrace, I find my world, My love, my life, my friend. So here’s my song, my heart’s true note, For the man who holds my hand,
By Jariatu Kallon2 years ago in Poets
Arif and Farzana love story
Arif and Farzana met on a fresh harvest time evening in a clamoring commercial center in Lahore. The city, with its lively tones and chaos of sounds, felt like a material of life. Arif, a youthful craftsman with an unkempt facial hair growth and an energy for painting, was meandering through the slows down looking for motivation. Farzana, a writer with a peaceful presence and an affection for books, was there to track down old compositions and uncommon volumes for her assortment.
By Arif zaman2 years ago in Poets
If Tomorrow Starts Without Me
If tomorrow starts without me, don't let it stop for you. The sun still will rise, and you, my dear, must too. 🕊️ If tomorrow starts without me,
By Kelsey Clarey2 years ago in Poets
The Solitude of Self-Sufficiency
It’s evening, it’s quiet, and you made yourself a cup of tea – happiness is the right to think and think calmly. You only got here and started living the life that belongs to you, and only you are the king of that kingdom.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
A Softened Heart
A Softened Heart A heart once bound by steel and stone, Worn by the battles it faced alone, Found solace in a tender gaze,
By Arbab Haider2 years ago in Poets
le familier inconnu
Qu’est-ce que mon cœur ressent que ma tête n’accepte pas ? / La peur est-elle le médiateur entre les deux ou la logique ?
By Soul2 years ago in Poets