love poems

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

Professional Poetic Rivarly Between A Uniform And Scrubs
Sitting here confused Battered and bruised Life took an uncharted path Almighty issued a questionable challenging wrath On a man named Knight
By Marc OBrienabout a year ago in Poets
I'm Not Allowed Out
I'm not allowed out, That is what they tell me, Singled out, Because I'm married to a man! But; I won't conform to your tradition,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
Children
Children; They dance and sing their songs, Throwing their hands in the air, Laughing as they dare, But, Dear Adult; They are vulnerable,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
Of Quiet Command
His gaze, a slow and simmering fire, A smile that answers a secret desire. The strength that rests in a calloused hand, A quiet and steady,commanding man. Not just the form the old gods would keep, But the confidence smoldering,dark and deep. A whispered promise,a thrilling, low hum— That is the essence of where sexy comes from.
By Mareabout a year ago in Poets
The Day the River Took My Friend
The story always starts here, in my memory We were three boys, barely twenty, too young to think time could end, too full of fire to imagine loss.
By Hamayun Khanabout a year ago in Poets
A Christmas Wish 18 weeks away
A Christmas Wish Eighteen weeks until the bells will ring one hundred and twenty six days to sing the glow of Christmas softly near
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
In a Place, Between Here and There
In a place, between here and there, between my desire and my reality, like an impetuous whirlwind the thought seizes my mind;
By Ana Martinezabout a year ago in Poets
The Lonely Tree
The Lonely Tree A tree stands bare against the sky its branches reach yet find no reply the crescent moon leans soft and near
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
She Sits With His Ghost
She Sits With His Ghost she sits with his ghost in the quiet room the chair still warm where he once sat her hands cradle nothing yet everything
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Silence Between Stars
Beneath the hush of night’s embrace, a thousand stars unravel their secrets, not in thunder, but in breaths softer than candle smoke.
By MUHAMMAD BILALabout a year ago in Poets
“Where Silence Sings”
In the hush between heartbeats, a river of light runs unseen, threading shadows into silver, teaching the dark how to dream.
By MUHAMMAD BILALabout a year ago in Poets
The Bog
Physical ailments usurp from her brains fog, Sleeping sunken in her belly rests the bog. Watery reeds tangle around her toes,
By Samara Kabout a year ago in Poets