love poems

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

Twilight Symphony
In twilight’s glow where soft shadows play, Hearts dance to a tune so clear and bright, With each step, whispers find their way,
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
The Long Road Home
"The weight of unsaid words hangs between us." "I know. It's been... difficult." "Difficult? That's an understatement, don't you think?"
By Ravi D2 years ago in Poets
I am the whisper
I am the whisper in the void. Not the echo you perceive. My essence, a nebula of thoughts, Condensed into the fragile vessel you address.
By Ravi D2 years ago in Poets
Plucked
My love is like a red, red rose - plucked. Only its thorny stem remains. Thin, twisted, spiky, alone. What should I do with it?
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Poets
Yellow
As bright as the flowers seems to be. As cheerful as the laughters sounds. Some endings need to happen. - Days may become gloomy.
By Lou_Einale2 years ago in Poets
Battle Scars
A reminder that love leaves a mark I tattooed your name on my skin A scar remains on my heart Proof that I let you in Though we may be through
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Wild Again . Top Story - July 2024.
Tapestries and tattered dreams Link inked to Tattooed skin and destinies Tailored suits with sloppy seams Hidden secrets underneath
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Plea of the Amorist
A kiss as sweet as honey, A touch as light as the midday breeze, That smile so bright and sunny, All wrapped in a hidden bitter freeze, I know you put on a smile, One to disregard the pain, For many your guise is worth your while, Alas, I recognize it's all in vain, I heard your caterwaul deep in the night, It's sound was hollow, gaunt, and grim, At first it filled me with a desolate fright, My heart was filled with sorrow to the brim, Many cannot fathom beyond the dulcet facade, Only blinded and blissfully led astray, I, my love, see through into your disconsolate fraud, And for your heart's ease I pray, I long to hold you and comfort your soul, To shelter you in the solace of my grasp, Shall I make this desire my life's goal? Or shall I weep for you until my voice is rasp? My love, let me brush your locks, Let me stroke your face, Permit me to remove these terrible frocks, And speed up your cold heart's pace, Come, upon my bosom rest your head, Lament that of your suppressed emotion, Finally lay down your fury, fear, and dread, And let me show you that which is true devotion.
By Hazel Steele2 years ago in Poets
Before You
Before you, I only knew what I didn't want listed the things I couldn't do again walked away with ease picked up on a tone or phrase or one slightly dismissive shrug, and I was out,
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Poets
Painful Heartbreak
Two lovers decided to part ways. This pain that killing me softly. These heartbreaking memories. How can I forget it? I am losing sleep.
By Lou_Einale2 years ago in Poets
The End of Us
He said to believe through all the bruises I told me have faith through the fear Whatever you long for You will not find it here
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
It's the Little Things
It's the little things that hurt the most. The way you never close the gate, Flirting with other people, Walking in front of me,
By Natalie Wilkinson2 years ago in Poets