love poems

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

Kept Flower
By JAWAD ALI Dusty rose when we were kids, I chose her — before I even knew what choosing meant, or what love could do I just knew her name
By Jawad Aliabout a year ago in Poets
The Lost, the Lonely, and The Living
The Lost, the Lonely, and The Living They walk in raincoats under sun heads down, eyes on paving stones no hand to hold, no need to run
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Moon Between Our Hands
I. The First Light of You I met you like sunrise on water— not sudden, but certain. Soft light slipped into the sky, and I didn’t notice I was drowning
By Muhammad Abbas khanabout a year ago in Poets
When Love Becomes a Shadow
I loved you in silence, I loved you in song, I loved you in moments where time felt so long. You were my sunrise, my soft morning light,
By Emma about a year ago in Poets
My Mother ❤️ Your Mother ❤️ Our Mother
She walks with grace, no crown she wears, yet queens could kneel— Before her stare, Her hands are worn— from work and care,
By Muhammad Abdullahabout a year ago in Poets
When I Chose Silence Over Words
✍️ Poem (Final Draft) I had so much to say, But silence held my hand that day. In a world that never stops speaking, I found power in not seeking. No need to shout, no need to prove, Sometimes silence makes the loudest move. It wasn’t weakness, nor fear or doubt, But a calm whisper the heart spoke out. They asked me why I never replied, Why I just smiled while truth quietly cried. But I learned — Not every question deserves an answer, Not every fire needs a dancer. A smile can mend where words divide, A gentle grin where rage would hide. And in my stillness, peace was born, From battles where my soul was torn. I chose grace over noise, A smile over voice — Because wisdom doesn’t always scream, It glows in silence like a dream. So next time the chaos pulls you in, Don’t always fight — sometimes let silence win. ---
By Moto Khanabout a year ago in Poets
Chained to Pain
In silence I bled unseen, In love I lost what had been. You left, yet I remain, Bound to sorrow, chained to pain. Thanks For Reading ❤️❤️❤️
By Emma about a year ago in Poets
Harmony in Time
In the fall of 2025, as Vocal Media thrummed with trending stories of soulful connections and music-driven romance, Lila Harper, a 28-year-old violinist from New Orleans, felt her heartstrings out of tune. Her days were filled with teaching music to children, her nights with the ache of a love lost to time. A college romance had ended abruptly, leaving her skeptical of love in an era where connections often faded as quickly as a viral song. Yet, Vocal’s trending posts—tales of rekindled flames and melodies that bind—stirred a longing for a love that could endure. They promised that music, like love, could bridge even the widest gaps.
By Shohel Ranaabout a year ago in Poets
A Love Forged in Cosmic Chance
In the vibrant pulse of 2025, where Vocal Media’s trending stories hum with tales of serendipity and soulmates, Mia Alvarez found herself chasing stars—both in the sky and in her heart. At 29, she was a Denver-based astronomer, her nights spent mapping constellations and her days lost in data. Love had always felt like a distant galaxy, beautiful but unreachable. Yet, Vocal’s trending topics—filled with stories of unexpected romance and cosmic connections—ignited a spark of hope. They suggested that love, like a rare celestial event, could appear when least expected.
By Shohel Ranaabout a year ago in Poets
Lost in Night, Found in Light
I walked alone through endless night, Searching shadows for lost light. Yet in the dark, I found my way, A broken soul, learning to stay.
By Emma about a year ago in Poets
Whispers of a Forgotten Soul
In a world that moves too fast, Where moments fade, they never last, There lives a heart, quiet, unseen, A shadow caught in what has been.
By Mahmood Afridiabout a year ago in Poets
Ego of Deeming
I've been meaning to express— admiration doesn't quite cut it I've been deeming it necessary— adoration seems extreme a bit
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets