love poems

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

Exes and Oh'SH-. Content Warning.
I'm not saying things Aren't going to end Well because I think It's utterly true. I'm simply saying it Cause that's how shit
By Test2 years ago in Poets
Songbird
I called to you softly when I was young; my voice bounced off the bricks of a suburban slum, sauntered down side streets and
By Marsha Singh2 years ago in Poets
You dimmed the lights
You dimmed the light and invited the moon into the room – a stranger, she stole through the night to our chambers, a bevy of damsels to carry her candles.
By Marsha Singh2 years ago in Poets
Everlasting Devotion
In the quiet hours of the night, Where shadows blend with gentle light, There blooms a love that knows no end, A bond that hearts and souls transcend.
By Eliani Suarez2 years ago in Poets
Revival
Next time I wake from sleep for keeps – from deepest, darkest slumber – I may come back a little bird to visit in the summer; my
By Marsha Singh2 years ago in Poets
Me and Myself
Hello younger me. You look like an older, yet still dumber me. Ha! I’m still funny see. Hope you’re proud at what you see because I grew real big.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Poets
Dear_You
When i met you,, I had no idea that you would become,, So ,, Important to me, that you would become my life, my heart, my everything. But you did.
By WAQAS AHMAD2 years ago in Poets
Like night in obscurity
Certainly! Here's a professional translation of the text you provided: "Like night in obscurity And fire in its blaze, Silently we converse The universe shrinking to an embrace. Like night in obscurity, You say not everything can be expressed in words, Yet I am an eye Seeking signs. Like fire in its blaze, Don't you know? Things begin with words, Words become deeds, And deeds are attitudes. Like fire in its blaze, Silently we converse, But I do not wish forever To gaze into your eyes, To speculate on what's in your mind."
By Nadea Fahlevi2 years ago in Poets
Love's Sacred Reverie
Two kindred souls, forever intertwined, Their passions blazing, fierce and unconfined. A sacred fire that burns with fierce desire,
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Aaliyah and Me
Aaliyah, is it really you? Yes, Joe it’s really true. You watched me from above? Of course. You and so many others feed my legacy with love.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Poets
you and me
In a world so vast, just you and me, Two hearts entwined, forever free. In the quiet of the night, hearts ignite, You and me, under the pale moonlight.
By Halima Begum2 years ago in Poets
Goods broken would be considered sold
The stake of existence in its tale binds the beauty of the true, The theft of commodification of invaded privacy hid the Bane of silence under its sinew
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets