love poems

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

Moon
In the velvet sky, the moon holds sway, A gentle orb that guides the way. Silver beams dance on waves below, Casting a mystical, enchanting glow.
By KVarnas3 years ago in Poets
Whispers of Destiny
Once upon a time, in a small hidden village nestled among the mountains, there lived a young boy named Lucas. Lucas was a dreamer and often found himself lost in thought about the world beyond his humble village. One day, as he was exploring the dense forest surrounding the village, Lucas stumbled upon a clearing where he saw the most enchanting sight he had ever laid eyes on - a girl with flowing golden hair and eyes that sparkled like the stars.
By Ishaan Sharma3 years ago in Poets
Poetry
I have started staying calm I don't feel like doing anything I am in this time But I don't feel like living in my time.
By Suraj poetry plus 3 years ago in Poets
A Rainy Day
When raindrops gently caress the earth, Our love takes flight in nature's tender embrace. In the rhythmic cadence of the falling rain's mirth,
By Sorrowful Whisper3 years ago in Poets
Asphyxiation
E ver since the day I saw you C ome around the corner in the store L ike a sudden breeze, like the part of me I never knew I had; even as our eyes met that fateful day,
By Laura Pruett3 years ago in Poets
Spark me up
You spoke to me without a sound from your lips One look at me and you touched mine I finally found someone who makes me forget me
By Sender Jeannestal 3 years ago in Poets
Les Jardins de Quatre-Vents
We are little children of the wind. We are little raindrops in a universe blindingly vast— beyond all thought, all imagining.
By Martha Agnes3 years ago in Poets
April
April Catching dusk with our teeth, we claimed April as our own. as We laid on our backs languid in youth fervent in self-importance.
By Morgan Oliver3 years ago in Poets
So-society
If you ain’t the one Then at least Don’t go west, my sun - Please go east. Be the second, third, Even fourth, Don’t fly south, my bird,
By Vadim Kagan3 years ago in Poets
Unspoken Affection
He was in a rush. Somewhere in the center of the city. Then he spotted her. Someone he had always wanted to date. A woman he wished to marry. A lady from his boyhood dream. However, there are some old recollections. Old school recollections. She remembered him. She grinned as she glanced at him. They greeted one another. They looked into each other's faces. They were once friends. Back then, they were rather close. They hugged each other. They moved to a tranquil spot. At the park. Upon their arrival, They glanced at each other again. It was love. Unspoken affection. A connection with no agreement. Kisses and hugs followed. Happiness, too. Just like that. They had both forgotten their real-life lovers. What will happen?
By Nelo3 years ago in Poets
Stumbling
Looking at how many days it’s been Since I was last here I’ve lost pace again But it’s for a better reason this time than last year
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
ESFJ "The Pleasing Helper"
With gentle hand and heart that knows no guile, The ESFJ, a friend of worthy kind, Doth weave a tapestry of warmth, a smile,
By Diorino Galvano3 years ago in Poets