love poems

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

If you are overthinker- read this
Overthinking always plonks us into a negative spiral and makes us believe the worst of any scenario. It robs us of the joy of being in the present moment. If you are someone who actively struggles with overthinking and ruminating, here are some powerful affirmations that can help you put yourself at ease and be grounded in the present moment.
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
In it, I will shine
You are so gorgeous. You are standing here. shining, in front of me. looking like shining crystals. I love what I'm seeing.
By Nelo3 years ago in Poets
The Quiet Kind Of Love
A love that isn’t loud, yet big, is my kind of love. It might not be the type to walk in with flowers every day but it sure knows I love white orchids.
By Princess Jekey-Green3 years ago in Poets
I feel like taking a bite
To my new girlfriend You are mine. My lover. You are glowing. You look fresh. just like a freshly cooked meal. Your beauty is like freshly baked pies.
By Nelo3 years ago in Poets
Our love
just us, me, and you. our love—the love we celebrate daily. Enjoying our love without remorse. When the sun rises, our love grows.
By Nelo3 years ago in Poets
Ignore love poetry ❤️
From the eyes, Now we ignore you. We ignore you, but let's preserve your memories We don't live where you live. I really feel like staying but now we Ignore your living also.
By Suraj poetry plus 3 years ago in Poets
Til Death Do Us Part. Top Story - May 2024.
In the murmur of a dim-lit church, where incense clings to ancient prayers, we stood, crowned in glory, vowing in anxious whispers
By Randy Baker3 years ago in Poets
Connect
Within the fabric of existence, a delicate strand. Unites hearts in a divine pattern. It intertwines across time, spanning both close and distant moments.
By Tahmid Islam3 years ago in Poets
MAY
Fifth month of the year. Appointments in May. Pastel flowers appear. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Birthday candles and cheer.
By Babs Iverson3 years ago in Poets
everyone tells. Content Warning.
exposed no surprises disease of pride become a wilder element shooting starts in the daytime laugh at predictable lives
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
MIRROR OR STAR?
Your gift of gab and even the way you write is just out of this world. You know how to weave a story together by knitting pieces of puzzles
By Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)3 years ago in Poets
Thank You Mama
Thank you mama. Because of you I’ve grown to be strong. If anyone says otherwise they’d surely be wrong. Thank you mama. For keeping a roof over my head. If it wasn’t for you sheltering my soul I’d truly be dead.
By Joe Patterson3 years ago in Poets