love poems

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

5/20/24
The view astounds As the word bounds from the top to the ground I find what was said to not be found My soul resonates sound
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
New Years
in january on new years i met someone who i thought was perfect for me. he had a nice smile and eyes and always made me laugh. he said i love you first and stayed with me when i thought he would leave. he read my writing and let me open up to him. and he was cheating. he was lying to my face. between the i love you’s and the pinky promises and the i’ll never leave you’s he was cheating. and he didn’t care enough to post me but now he’s posting all the girlfriends that came after me. now he’s calling them all the names he didn’t call me. now he’s walking around with my trauma in his back pocket and i gave it to him. i shouldn’t trust people anymore…
By Helen Alarcon2 years ago in Poets
Asleep
I have stumbled on this stunning picture of Lawrence Matheson's gravestone in Mt. Macedon Cemetery of Victoria, Australia and was fascinated by it. I wrote this haiku just as a story placeholder. Perhaps one day I will come back to this story.
By Lana V Lynx2 years ago in Poets
I'll Always Be Here
This dream, it's for us. With God, we can carry on Smile! You're not alone!
By Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)2 years ago in Poets
like a plant in my life
I want you to be here. you're like a plant in my life you arise from the dirt you shine as brightly as the sun. The rhythm of your heart keeps mine going,
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
I never knew love.. Cause I never loved, enough.
I watch you from a distance, you light up every room. I never knew love until I saw it in you. Your smile, your laughter, it's a balm to my soul,
By Maa_iaa2 years ago in Poets
The Unforgettable Essence of Love
I still remember the day I realized that my love was a fleeting thing, a momentary connection that could never be replicated. It was like trying to recapture a sunset - the colors might be similar, but the essence was lost forever.
By Kaela Dian2 years ago in Poets
The Eternal Conundrum of Love: A Tale of Two Loves
The eternal conundrum of love. It's a tale as old as time, yet as fresh as the morning dew. For some, the first love is a fleeting dream that fades with the dawn of reality. For others, it's a flame that burns bright, only to be extinguished by the harsh realities of life. And then there are those who find themselves entangled in a web of true love, where the very essence of their being is consumed by the all-encompassing fire of devotion.
By Kaela Dian2 years ago in Poets
May Blossoms
For May blossoms, perennial and strong I raise a voice in chorus with the spheres Revel in the joyful hues of Spring’s song
By Sean A.2 years ago in Poets
Strangely, my name is
I fell so madly in love with you, my Jade skinned Indian love, Your mer-tail like a jewel, so bright teal Your long limbs so elegantly placed against my skin, so cold and wet and
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
BESIDES THE WATERS THAT FLOW
Besides the waters that flow so serene, The moon above, a gentle guide, With every ripple of the stream, The water sings a sweet refrain,
By Betty Onesjay2 years ago in Poets
Energy Flow
I often wonder how my friend will come, An introductory dance, Will he send an invitation in the form of a lump, a rare disease, or a tumor?
By The Son2 years ago in Poets