love poems

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

You
You are the sigh that calms wild horses left untethered on the scree. The why to all my worries blown unfettered from the sea.
By Stephanie Ginger2 years ago in Poets
Renewed
I was afraid of your strange power Beautiful guardian of the worlds I wandered through for many an hour Each one woven from lovely words
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Woven Sand
Loneliness We meet Then it starts Each time we meet It grows and grows stronger A sense of connection, knowing, trust I trust and understand you. We; us.
By Glenn McConnell2 years ago in Poets
A Rose for My Heart: Love in Bloom
Why did he give me the rose today? A symbol of love in his own sweet way. He said he loves me, but what does it mean, When another’s rose falls into my dream?
By Witness Love2 years ago in Poets
Echoes of Unspoken Love
Echoes of Unspoken Love In the stillness of the night, when the world slumbers, There lies a silence that speaks louder than thunder.
By ANITA2 years ago in Poets
Each Night
It seems like my reality leaks through my eyes, like a mollusk constrained open by mallet and etch, protecting a mysterious nobody can name.
By Md. Mohaiminul Islam2 years ago in Poets
Stream of Consciousness.
There’s something ethereal, ever so peculiar, When consciousness spills into a stream— A rush of complexities that drown and lift,
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
Static hearts.
Flashing lights and neon scars, Chasing echoes in the dark. We were fire, we were sparks, Now we’re fading into stars. *
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
Faraway skies
Hold my hand, don’t look behind, Roads keep changing, so do I. Somewhere past the edge of light, We’ll be more than yesterday’s sight.
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
Love In Fifty
All gas No brakes Big brass Mistakes Risk what It takes So hot Can’t wait Don’t think Just jump Doubt stinks Step up
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
A VISION OF FREEDOM
Emotions run with a pace so fast that no man could Bare to endure, fear felt from just looking at the Gaze of an audience longing for the fruit of your Minds apple, the crowd reaching for a clearer view Of the sunlight piercing through the congregation of Unfamiliar faces.
By Obakeng Masego Mooketsi 2 years ago in Poets
Lust
I suppose that's it. It's the end of our relationship. It's the end of what we once shared. Let's accept it and move on.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets