love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
The Road Not Taken — A Timeless Echo of Choice
Some poems don’t age. They just deepen — like echoes that grow louder the further they travel. “The Road Not Taken” is exactly that. A whisper of decision, a sigh of memory, a subtle rebellion wrapped in pastoral imagery.
By Elisa Johnson about a year ago in Poets
Almost, My Almost: A Ghost Love in Four Acts
The Poem of Loss "Almost, My Almost" They say grief has five stages, but no one warns you about the sixth: the haunting of 'almost'. That limbo between love and loss where every memory wears two faces - what was and what could have been. This is where I live now, in the museum of our nearly-was, where even the air smells of interrupted futures.
By WhitedSonnetabout a year ago in Poets
The Stranger on the Train
The Stranger on the Train It was one of those evenings when the city felt like it was exhaling — not quite asleep, not fully alive. The 6:47 PM train groaned into the station just as I reached the platform, breathless, coat flapping behind me like a half-forgotten wing. I slid into an empty seat, grateful to have caught it. Another day survived.
By Shohel Ranaabout a year ago in Poets
Beneath the Willow Tree
The first time Noah saw the girl beneath the willow tree, she was sketching the sky like it might disappear any second. It was the middle of July, and the park was hot and green, full of kids screaming and sprinklers spinning in suburban rhythm. But under the oldest willow, a girl sat alone with a pencil, a notebook, and a thousand-yard stare that looked right through time.
By Shakil Sorkarabout a year ago in Poets
