Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
I observed you. You gaze at me. You keep staring. What do you see in me? What are you searching for? I sense you; I can tell.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
In the quiet of the night, when all is still, I lay beside you, my heart to thrill. Amid the shadows, soft moonlit beams,
By Tale Weaver2 years ago in Poets
In whispers lost, the echoes fade away, Once vibrant love, now shadows cold and gray. A smile, a tear, the memory remains,
By Theophilus Emmanuel2 years ago in Poets
In the realm where stars ignite, Where the moon whispers soft light, Two souls dance in cosmic flight, Bound by love, serene and bright.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Love is so strong that it could happen without us noticing it. Love is so strong that it enters our hearts and doesn't get out.
By Joe Bou Khalil2 years ago in Poets
Oh my pillow, so soft and fluffy, You cradle my head when things get too toughy. Through thick and thin, you've always been there,
By Sarby Salawie Luweleng2 years ago in Poets
On my arm, a tattoo with your name. Love, it’s permanence not the same. Promised, once upon a time. To Be, until Death’s chime.
By Meko James 2 years ago in Poets
For her, he obsessed. Exquisite, rare, alienesque - he searched high and low, braved great risk, sought her silken glow. For him, she’d bloom once.
By Gina C.2 years ago in Poets
Incubus flirting to his amuse Bitterness, anger, and pain stews Grief, while reflecting past rues Clashing with love’s new woos
By Chelas Montanye2 years ago in Poets
Life’s only valuable emotion is L.O.V.E, But the e has been stripped away from your perv lips that care only about having fun,
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
How were we able to see the shore through the swirling clouds of the storm, reach home through the crashing waves pulling us down under,
By Lizzy Rose2 years ago in Poets
My feet chose to defeat roads without cheat codes, in a cheap robe where the peach grows in a bleached grove. When I reach lows I will teach droves of impeached crows
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Poets
