love poems

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

Father, You Left Me with Ghosts
I lost my father a year or two ago, I'm always off by one. And the rage I feel Is a warm, loaded gun. Searching through crowds for who
By Amyabout a year ago in Poets
Omer 5 - Kaleidoscopic Hands
In recursive, sticky, taunting thoughts lies the kaleidoscope of proofs and solutions in recursive, dizzying geometrics within the electric pulses
By Chaia Leviabout a year ago in Poets
A soul unbound
**"A Soul Unbound"** Beyond the reach of human fingers, Above the earth, the soul expands— A blazing flame, a bright flicker, No shadow cast, no sin proclaimed.
By Ankur sarkerabout a year ago in Poets
She Used to Wait for His Text Every Night Until One Day, She Didn’t
They never called it love. No labels, no promises. Just late-night conversations that felt a little too warm for strangers and a little too distant for lovers.
By Silent Tearsabout a year ago in Poets
Allama Iqbal – The No.1 Poet of Pakistan
Early Life and Education Born on November 9, 1877, in Sialkot, Punjab (then part of British India), Allama Iqbal belonged to a devout Muslim family. He showed early signs of intellectual brilliance and poetic talent. He received his initial education in Sialkot and then moved to Lahore, where he attended Government College. Under the mentorship of Sir Thomas Arnold, Iqbal developed a deep interest in Western philosophy.
By Mr Aliabout a year ago in Poets
All vocal my friends please read
They Stole MY POEMS My heart is not just aching, it’s bruised, blackened by the greed of a stranger who took what was never theirs.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
My Three Gems
My three gems I tried so hard How can I make my mother happy That's why I was holding on to her breath It's so hard for me to breathe
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Poets
"A Letter Before Goodbye". AI-Generated.
"A Letter Before Goodbye" On a rainy evening, in a quiet corner of the city, Rida stood silently. In her hand was an old letter, and in her eyes, the drizzle of memories that refused to fade. Just like the raindrops falling softly on the streets, countless unspoken words fell through her heart—words that were never said aloud.
By Ratul Hasanabout a year ago in Poets
What Life should be
To learn while still a child What this life is meant to be. To know it goes beyond myself, It’s so much more than me. To overcome the tragedies,
By SAQIB AKRAMabout a year ago in Poets
The Morning He Said ''I Love You''
He said he loved me on my birthday I felt really happy.. I love him too He said it very lovingly.. He was my life whether it was sad or happy
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Poets
You Can Call Me Mad—
What I liked in you, Don’t ask! I liked everything in you. What I saw in you, Don’t ask! I saw everything in you. Why I am with you,
By Manthanabout a year ago in Poets
Text Message Tango
I type “Hey!” and erase it twice, settle for “What’s up?”— my thumbs doing the tango with nerves and second guesses. You reply with a meme,
By KhunchaiZX99about a year ago in Poets