love poems

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

Fabricated scents
I’m ready for new beginnings, But truth hides in my hesitations’ If I meant it, I wouldn’t cling so fast To echoing ghosts stitched into the past.
By Xavius cannonabout a year ago in Poets
POEM - The Weight Of Light
We speak of light as weightless, pure, A thing of beam and fleeting glance, That paints the world, a swift assurance, A dancer in the vast expanse.
By Jacky Kapadiaabout a year ago in Poets
The Silence Between Us
The Silence Between Us There was no fight. No shouting. No broken plates or slammed doors. No dramatic exits or final messages in all caps.
By Huzaifa Dzineabout a year ago in Poets
The Things I Didn’t Say at Your Funeral
The Things I Didn’t Say at Your Funeral They told me to write a eulogy, something clean, something comforting. But what comfort can be stitched from the threads of a story we never finished?
By Huzaifa Dzineabout a year ago in Poets
Trusting Door (A Love Poem)
Hooray— for doors being my worst surprise. You live, you learn the moment: "Ls and Ys!" A young door. Behind it, young love— double-action, with birthday vibes. Playful... lovely, now. Hun, it's time to open eyes— trust the swing of your door. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
It's 2025 and Caste is Still Big Deal in India
I see the ways of the world, and stories brewing around us. Good life philosophy is important, but equally necessary is not to cross paths,
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
When the Stars Forgot to Shine
The sky once whispered dreams to me, A thousand lights in endless sea. They told of hope, of love, of time, Of melodies both soft and prime.
By Mahmood Afridiabout a year ago in Poets
In You I am
In you I am In you I shall In you I live you are closer than my mother you are closer than my father And that is why I want to see your face
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primousabout a year ago in Poets
Still…
Pain, poverty, ignorance, tired. So tired… Tiny, fragile, perfect, mine. So mine… Bright, bouncy, cheeky, mischievous. So mischievous…
By Juliana Carrollabout a year ago in Poets
The Moon Took Mars
The Moon Took Mars The moon took Mars, I watched it go no sound, no light, just hush and glow a slip behind that silver face
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Remember the Day You Won First Prize
Remember the Day You Won First Prize Remember the day you won first prize grinning like mad with those wide bright eyes holding that ribbon like it meant the world
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
It’s Now or Never she Has To Go
It’s Now or Never she Has To Go She didn’t whisper she didn’t weep she walked out fast while they were asleep Four little ones
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets