love poems

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

Some Other Life
with your sick dog and your slender hands in your car on the way up the volcano to your small home inland of the island and your velvet whisper piano piano
By Katarina Tylerabout a year ago in Poets
A Summer of Hustle
a summer of hustle of just caught the train deep breath and think of you again again again I work the morning and you work the night
By Katarina Tylerabout a year ago in Poets
tied to the tracks
The last time you held me before you said goodbye all I could think was I love you. I love you I love you I love you. I love you until the world falls apart over and over
By Katarina Tylerabout a year ago in Poets
I know these things to be true
I know these things to be true It’s never true when someone says I can stop anytime I want to the thought of you weighs on my chest so
By Katarina Tylerabout a year ago in Poets
His Hair
Its like all your life you have been waiting for a train or a table a promotion a letter or a text rather probably short and disappointing
By Katarina Tylerabout a year ago in Poets
Still With Me
🦋🐞🌻🍁♎💜♉🍁🌻🐞🦋When We Met AgainYou Made My Heart FlyWhen You Spoke My NameYou Remembered Me🌻No One Had EverSeen Me, Made Me FeelI Was A Treasure,And This Love Was Real🐞Each Morning You're ThereAlways On My MindMemory So PureYou Beauty Divine🦋Now You're In My HeartNever Shall We Part🦋🐞🌻🍁♎💜♉🍁🌻🐞🦋
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Poets
Violin
close my eyes as the violin plays. The strings releasing such a sorrowed sound. I can hear the sadness radiating from the wooden instrument.
By Haileyesusabout a year ago in Poets
My Grandfather’s House
My Grandfather’s House My grandfather’s house stood strong in stone a place where love was always known the garden hummed with bees at play
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer’s Day?
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
By Zakir Ullahabout a year ago in Poets
Downpour
Downpour As my soft hand grazes your skin, I feel the memories your flesh holds. Your scars, telling stories with no words
By Haileyesusabout a year ago in Poets
POEM - Unwritten Maps
Not parchment scored with meticulous line, Nor ink that bleeds a continent’s sure edge, Nor compass rose where cardinal points shine
By Jacky Kapadiaabout a year ago in Poets
Scatter Me. Top Story - August 2025.
This poem was written in response to the Rattle® Poetry Ekphrastic Challenge for July 2025 and was ultimately not selected. You can find more information here.https://www.rattle.com/ekphrastic/
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)about a year ago in Poets