love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Meaning Of My Name
Me and my name insists life is a journey Made of love kind and how it came Its water for the thirsty Food for the hungry
Touch of Colorful Dreams
Touch of Colorful Dreams" _____By Aranna Hasan Delwar. The dream's hues paint a colorful mirage, Stirring the mind with a fluttering butterfly.
Aranna Hasan DelwarPublished 3 days ago in Poets"Tweets" the Turaco
I am no Grinch no Christmas spoil I am no finch twirling in soil I am no Don Juan behind an orange mask but am always up for a
Tony MartelloPublished 3 days ago in PoetsJoker 🃏
I thought you were my king but you turn out to be a joker You must have thought I was a deck of cards, because You played me so well
Emily BinkleyPublished 3 days ago in PoetsLove you forever
Like a raging fire straddling the soul, emphatic and pure Her love seemed endless. Restless. Relentless. As she looked in his eyes and thought about all the times he’d brought her flowers, pulses of anger and rage flashed in the forefront of her mind.
Subject to Love
Through the hours of which I burn a black hole consumes me It's nice to feel something he said questioning how he got there
A long time has passed
It's been a long time since I met you, a long time has passed since I saw you. There was a time when we used to talk, listened to your voice, a long time has passed.
shobhana kadamPublished 4 days ago in PoetsDiluted Heart
Your kiss is whiskey: Love, I assume. (But it’s just) eighty-percent proof. * -Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ * Updated Version (Not a haiku...I think I like this one better):
Sand Castles
Sand castles upon the sand Created from seemingly nothing They never know how low or high the tide is How long their time will last
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 days ago in PoetsEroded Paths
If time would not erode the lives that we are livin And the wind carried the loads of the things that we've forgiven Could we paint us a picture
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 4 days ago in PoetsLavender Fields/Stone Peaks
Delicate lavender blooms a field We weep and wail and come again Tender and pure hearts find a home To dine on the sorrows of the past
Rowan RileyPublished 4 days ago in PoetsFor a Moment
For a Moment I look at you My heart skips a beat For a Moment, I see the Stars I think of you looking at the same star I close my eyes tightly I dream of tomorrow
Judith JaschaPublished 4 days ago in Poets