love poems

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

Two Sides To Just a Girl
Two Sides To Just a Girl By day she’s lost in lecture halls, A quiet face, a fleeting name, By night she rules the neon streets,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Silent Beginnings
Another woman A cruel man did not deceive me He did not know about love My father did not comfort me He did not even ask me
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
The Graduation for April
At graduation, I luck at graduation. Active I looking... with pollination. A graduation. My left I crosses the stage. My right I, a show in mind While mother steps away... At graduation, a former classmate At graduation (May he rest in peace), But not an enemy or enemies. A cross... At the graduation, Daughter's at graduation. A long, long, long graduation (there goes that look). Graduation, let's meet again. As anniversary... Active looking looking looking My romances, My volunteer, My recognitions. ... April? Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smith2 years ago in Poets
Let’s Make Up
Nowadays jack is not only one making my chest hot It hadn’t occurred to me yet that you’re a drug It’s the pain that you bring that satisfies my urge for thrill.
By Sender Jeannestal 2 years ago in Poets
Can you see me?
I look at you and my face cracks with a smile I feel everywhere.
By Abby Griffin2 years ago in Poets
Love to My Daughter. Top Story - March 2025.
With love to my daughter, I am afraid that if you take me close to you and tell me a little bit about life, I will understand that you have given me that little heart of yours.
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
Whispers in the Wind
Love is when the flowers smell just a little louder. The birds—they chirp in lilacs a tone or two up higher. When you smell the thoughts behind the word or two they say.
By Cristal S.2 years ago in Poets
Citrusy
I know I am becoming someone else Yet at the same time I am the person I always was The rind has simply been zested off
By K.B. Silver 2 years ago in Poets
Wash my sins away
Wash my sins away I cleanse my body in the sea, Salt biting skin, a silent plea. The waves don’t soothe, they only pull,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
A Wound That Time Cannot Heal
Salman Savaji, a 14th-century Persian poet, is known for his elegant and deeply emotional poetry. His verses often explore themes of love, longing, and the sorrow of separation. In this ghazal, the poet describes how love has consumed his heart, leaving him restless and lost. He portrays love as an inescapable journey—where even those who have never set foot in its path eventually become familiar with its sorrows. Through beautiful imagery, he captures the pain of separation and the desperate hope for healing.
By heasb0012 years ago in Poets
Sitting On The Canal Bridge
Sitting On The Canal Bridge I sit on the bridge, the canal below— dark water rippling, holding its silence. A faint shimmer
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Between Hope and Despair
Vahshi Bafqi, a 16th-century Persian poet, is renowned for his deeply emotional and sorrowful poetry. His verses often reflect the torment of love, the anguish of separation, and the helplessness of a heart consumed by longing. In this ghazal, the poet laments his suffering, questioning how to endure the agony of love’s fire. With vivid imagery of a hidden beloved, restless nights, and unfulfilled desires, the poem beautifully captures the raw pain of waiting for someone who may never return.
By Rahatweb Website2 years ago in Poets