love poems

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

Oh, How Time Flies
It’s been seven hours and fifteen days When we stole away, middle of May We took a drive and spent the day At the dunes sunning and splashing in waves
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
Tracking Time
** It’s been seven hours and fifteen days Still, I can’t find the words to say I watched the hours all melt away From this human vessel of blood and clay
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
On the Edge of Something
On the Edge of Something We stood on the edge of something love tangled with mistrust and a word cracked the fragile glass
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
What She Doesn’t Know
What She Doesn’t Know He says, What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her, like lies are soft blankets, like truth is a weapon to hide.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
I Put Viagra in His Tea
I Put Viagra in His Tea What happened next astonished me I put Viagra in his tea what happened next astonished me the teabag went stiff, with an awful whiff
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Animosity
Begging for a chance in this twisted game, Holding onto hope that I'll score someday, 'Cause my bitter mind has had enough,
By Charli Lilliabout a year ago in Poets
Not Your Life
Mind tainted by your words Decisions are made with your echo whispers Just let me be me Because my life is not your life
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Eid Mubarak: A Tapestry of Joy
Eid Mubarak! The words alone carry a melody that resonates deep within, a call to celebration that transforms ordinary days into moments of profound connection. Eid-ul-Fitr, the festival marking the end of Ramadan, is a symphony of faith, family, and festivity. For me, this year’s Eid wove a tapestry of memories that I’ll carry in my heart forever, each thread vibrant with love, laughter, and the warmth of togetherness.
By Shohel Ranaabout a year ago in Poets
"Lines Composed a Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey" by William Wordsworth
Five years have past; five summers, with the length Of five long winters! and again I hear These waters, rolling from their mountain-springs
By Am@n Khan about a year ago in Poets
Cartography
I wake to the sound of your breathing— steady, like the tide marking time against the shore of my shoulder, your hand draped across my back
By Printique Studiosabout a year ago in Poets
Finding True Love
I heard recently, from a show, that when you find the person you're meant to be with it's meant to feel as if you were struck by lightning
By Donny Foleyabout a year ago in Poets
Whispers of the Wild
In the heart of the forest, where whispers take flight, Ancient trees reach for stars in the soft velvet night. Their roots weave a story, of earth’s tender care,
By Am@n Khan about a year ago in Poets