love poems

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

I'm in love
I’m in love. However, I can’t disclose it. I can’t say it. “out loud” I can’t explain it to the lady. Lady next door She is everything I need.
By Nelo3 years ago in Poets
You Are My Eclipse
Every day and night I am waiting for you Counting the hours, minutes, seconds to be with you Longing for the day we can be together
By Angel Adagio3 years ago in Poets
The Top 10 Romantic Poems to Send to Your Loved One
Romantic poems have a way of expressing our deepest feelings and emotions in a beautiful and creative way. Whether you're looking to ignite a new flame or keep the spark alive, sending a romantic poem to your loved one can be a thoughtful and meaningful gesture. And oooo, if your partner is a die-hard romantic, classics, as they say, is the way to go! Here are the top 10 romantic poems to send to your lover:
By Shimnom3 years ago in Poets
Past Life
I'm sure we met in a past life You were walking on the moon, and I'm sure right after I die I'll find my way to you I'll think of you in December,
By Frankie Martinelli3 years ago in Poets
INFJ's Love Poem
In depths unseen, your heart resides, A wellspring of emotions, gently tides. An INFJ's love, a whispered dream, Intense and vast, a flowing stream.
By Diorino Galvano3 years ago in Poets
INTJ's Love Poem
In realms of logic, your wit takes flight, A mind that cuts through shadows, clear and bright. My INTJ love, an intriguing soul,
By Diorino Galvano3 years ago in Poets
I just wanted to kiss the Sun
Enchanted by your light, your warmth, your smile, I Climbed and climbed as far as I could climb, Looking down I saw I'd climbed too high, but
By Sandra Tena3 years ago in Poets
"Mother" A Name for a Feeling.
"Mother" A Name for a Feeling. ______By Aranna Hasan Delwar. In the quiet dawn, a gentle touch, Mother's warmth is never too much.
By Aranna Hasan Delwar 3 years ago in Poets
It was a pleasant journey of memories.
it's evening time it's rainy outside The office is also closed now and now, It's time for me to go home too... the destination is far from home Motorcycle handle in hands And on the road of cold winds There was relief on the face... Now there is relief on the face effect of this sitting inside me at rest happened under the influence of peace for a while it was just past that my motorcycle currently And I happened in the past... Pictures of memories started playing, all of them who was decorated all in the frams of my life This is my journey of pictures over the years Which was completed in a few minutes... Thinking about the journey of these memories I went to my destination smiling this journey of my memories It was a pleasant journey...
By Suraj poetry plus 3 years ago in Poets
My life is a mess and I have nothing to be grateful about!
My life is a mess and I have nothing to be grateful about! I witness myself say this phrase from time to time, where life plonks us into the desperation of ebb and flow of uncertainty and things not going in our favour. It is easy to say we are grateful and in complete balance when things are going well and life feels like the warm embrace of the sun shining on a Sunday morning. But the real test lies in remaining grateful and centred when life feels like spinning out of control. While it is easier said than done, here are some reminders that might help you get through the days that feel like a burden
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
Divulging the Mechanical Wilderness: Investigating New Devices, Programming Updates, and Most recent Headways in artificial intelligence, Blockchain, and Network protection. Content Warning.
In the present quick moving computerized scene, remaining refreshed with the most recent mechanical headways has become fundamental. From progressive contraptions to notable programming refreshes, and from state of the art man-made intelligence developments to the advancing scene of blockchain and network safety, the universe of innovation is in a steady condition of transition. We should dive into these charming domains and investigate what's right now causing disturbances.
By md asif3 years ago in Poets
I see a red balloon drift across the smoke soaked sky
how do we measure Love? with kisses and hugs with sweet I Love you’s written on post it notes, shot from the heart. or through books
By G. A. Botero3 years ago in Poets