love poems

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

your love
Your Love The feeling of your love, Is a special thirst in life. Close to the heart, it settled in the soul, A beautiful melody in my dreams.
By ayesha nadeem2 years ago in Poets
Substance Abuse
Let's forget Just for a little bit Take a little sip Take a hit Let's make this night last forever Pour yourself over me
By CotardDelusionz2 years ago in Poets
Your Gentle Eyes
Your gentle eyes, Their warm embrace, When you look at me, my thoughts erase. Your voice, inviting and kind, A melody I can't leave behind,
By Zsofia Meszaros2 years ago in Poets
Petals. Top Story - June 2024.
I tore off your petals. Shoved them in my throat. I choked and choked and choked Until I managed to swallow down The poison in the pretty pink petals of you.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Love's Infinite Dance
Exploring Love: Love is a profound and multifaceted emotion that transcends mere affection or attraction. It's a powerful force that connects individuals deeply, influencing their thoughts, behaviors, and overall life experiences. Love can manifest in various forms, each with its unique characteristics and expressions:
By Denelsia Walker2 years ago in Poets
Voices of Liberation
Voices of Liberation: Awakening to Truth Dialogue of Awakening Awakened: Only 3% live the dream, they say, While 97% in nightmares stay.
By Denelsia Walker2 years ago in Poets
Maybe I never loved you much, didn't I?
Maybe I never loved you much, didn't I? But I gave you all I had, I gave you my heart when nobody did. I supported you in everything you did,
By Albert Lisho2 years ago in Poets
Penelope Exploded in My Mind
Penelope exploded in my mind I exploded in her hand, holding it As if it was a prize to be confined No matter the ancient poetic skit
By Patrick M. Ohana2 years ago in Poets
Until I No Longer Exist.
I love humans who don't love themselves very much. They are usually broken and beaten men. I'm a strong enough woman right?
By Rabbit2 years ago in Poets
Bad Poetry.. Content Warning.
I want to let go. Can I let go with you? It's worth it, my brain tells me it's worth it. Fuck, I must be drunk if I'm writing bad poetry again.
By Rabbit2 years ago in Poets
scratches in my mind - esteem. Top Story - June 2024.
adore me, of course but just respect me more, please plant my words, as seeds * Thanks for reading! Author's Notes: Another in my "scratches in my mind" series. The links to the others can be found below.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
I Hope You're Doing Well In 30 Years.
Maybe it's 30 years from now. We'll be old, yes truly old. Working in the sun has aged your face. You have deep smile wrinkles.
By Rabbit2 years ago in Poets