love poems

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

Oops I Did It
I trust him way too much I let all my guards down But I just wanted to see how it felt To be free To do uncharity things
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Moon Gazer. Runner-Up in Letters to the Moon Challenge.
To: The Midnight Moon ⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚ As I sit in Contemplation Framed in Shadow Under your lampshade sky ⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚ My croaking throat opens
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
Breakup: Not Failure, But Meaning
A breakup isn't a failure; for most, it's the inevitable outcome after trying. Every breakup isn't an accident. The signs were there all along.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
The Small Gestures
I notice every little thing you do, like how your fingers pause on the rim of a glass as if you’re holding back a thought
By Printique Studiosabout a year ago in Poets
Saw your Dating Profile
Scrolling my eyes and fingers across the World Wide Web, with a hopeless heart, and dreams that I would one day find the one who will make me forget all others! The night was late and my eyelid inspection was well overdue! Knowing that the relationship with my alarm clock has not been on good terms, I continue to push the envelope as our ventures remain on rocky terms!
By Jay LeTron Dobbinsabout a year ago in Poets
Beyond Life
Verse 1 In the depths of time and space, You found me in the shadows I face. Through every storm, you held on tight, Guiding me to love's pure light.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warriorabout a year ago in Poets
Letting Go With Love
[Verse] I’m setting you free like a bird on the breeze No chains on your heart No lock no keys Her smile lights you up like the sun on the sea
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warriorabout a year ago in Poets
Wise Up
(Verse 1) In the corner diner, sweet tea flows like a stream Cindy's servin’ dinner, lost in lovelorn dreams. With a spark in her eye, her hair in a pony tail,
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warriorabout a year ago in Poets
The Glow I Kept
I lit a lantern when the dark came rushing in, small as a heartbeat, fragile as the faith I kept in you. The glass shivered,
By Brie Boleynabout a year ago in Poets
Branches Letting Go
Crimson whispers fall— clinging, yet the wind insists. We part like branches.
By Brie Boleynabout a year ago in Poets
Silver Hair Does Not Mean You Are Too Old
Silver Hair Does Not Mean You Are Too Old Silver hair. Not the end. fIt is a crown. A jewel of battles. Proof you lived.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
I Couldn't Think of Anything Else to Say.
I couldn't think of anything else to say. There it was, out in the open. Those words, no longer lingering like a full cloud above us.
By Brittany 🩷about a year ago in Poets