love poems

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

The Thorns Beneath Her Smile
The Thorns Beneath Her Smile She wore a grin like crimson lace, She had a secret stitch on her face. A gentle sting, with each word,
By Rony Sutradarabout a year ago in Poets
The Handshake
I once shook a hand Belonging to an ordinary man With an ordinary face Adorned in a plain button shirt And brown leather loafers
By Aspen Marie about a year ago in Poets
A Wicked Man Haiku
A Wicked Man Haiku Freak you disgust me You bruised my world took my soul God will whip your ass
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Broken Glass
The Broken Glass In every piece of broken glass I saw your eyes Frightening me deep wicked cold I also felt the ice the coldness of your frozen heart
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
I’m Not Healing to Be Better for You—I’m Healing to Come Home to Me. Content Warning.
I’m not healing to be better for you. I’m healing to come home to me. There was a version of me who waited at the window. She waited for the text that never came. For the apology that was owed but never spoken. For someone—anyone—to look her in the eyes and say, “I see you. All of you. And I’m not leaving.”
By Bridget Ametepeabout a year ago in Poets
Saving Grace
She is the storm behind his eyes With the fury of the wild She heals the sting in the goodbye That holds onto him like a child
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
Whispers of Light
In shadows deep where silence grows, A hidden spark begins to glow. Though nights are long and stars feel far, Hope still dances in every scar.
By Angelina Reenabout a year ago in Poets
Love Blossoming in Forbidden Soil
They met where walls were built to separate— she, a flame dancing on bureaucratic ledgers; he, a root cracking through concrete decrees.
By Lunaabout a year ago in Poets
That's Why I Stay
Do I really have to keep writing you letters? Love letters and poems to say Why I really want you to stay Why I need you to stay
By Slgtlyscatt3redabout a year ago in Poets
The Muse's Warm Breath
Your words have been a miracle to me your voice a healing wind that comes to usher away the veil that obscured the past
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
The Light Has Come
Your streaked chestnut hair moved in grace and calm. You were ready to embrace the world with solid arms. Your eyes glistened with gold
By Putri Ojongabout a year ago in Poets
Small Happiness
Learn to have ''small happiness'' Even on the day when life storms come Smile easily, not tired, be angry at someone for a long time, even if tired
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Poets