love poems

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

Ghosts of Us
At night, I sit in the quiet air, Speaking to you, though you're not there. Your ghost feels close, yet out of reach, A shadow of love no words can breach.
By PSYGENIUS2 years ago in Poets
Your out of my head
Your out of my head You’re not in my head anymore, I’ve closed the door, sealed the floor. The echoes faded, the shadows fled,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Sweet Dreams
Goodnight she said Please go to sleep There is nothing left The day can bring So, close your eyes Welcome your dreams Say your goodnights
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
The Chapter I Never Wrote
Today, I hold the pen once more, To script the words I should’ve before. Each line a whisper, soft and true, A melody sung, just for you.
By Davescales2 years ago in Poets
Our Day of Hollering
It was made yesterday. But what about today! That's probably what she'll say Tomorrow. With bright eyes in the morning, Adorning On behalf of love... MLK holiday, The swearing in. How to stand here Trying to find ideas to Make news for me, For her eye to see, Yesterday. Which is jumping, still. Overworked by the idea. The come upings, Both of them. All of them, A rally.
By K.A. Smith2 years ago in Poets
Echoes of the Heart
Poem: In the stillness of the evening glow, Where the quiet winds softly blow, I sit alone, my heart embraced, By echoes of a love once traced. - Your laughter lingers in the air, A melody beyond compare. Your touch, a warmth I cannot find, Yet lives within my heart and mind. - The sunsets we once shared as two, Now paint the sky in shades of blue. Though time may steal what once was near, Your presence whispers, ever clear. - In every leaf, in every breeze, In morning light, in rustling trees, Your memory blooms, a gentle art, Forever etched within my heart. - So here I stand, though miles apart, Bound by echoes of the heart. For love, though fleeting, leaves behind, An eternal flame, a thread entwined. ---
By Faisal Zucker 2 years ago in Poets
Paper Boats
My hope floats Down trickling streams On paper boats With paper dreams Information Consisting of Wishful notions And undying love
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
At 16 she was his passport
At 16 she was his passport At just sixteen, her world was still in growth soft dreams unbroken, untouched by storm. An Indian man
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Window Shopping
I danced And laughed In hand Me downs No precious jewels Or golden crown Imagining a Prince Would come My nose print
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Where Nightmares Dwell
The night collects Outside my door Usual suspects keeping score Gathering fear Mistrust and more There’s no quiet here
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Are you there? Do you still remember my name?
There is a space between here and there, a fragile veil where the living and the lost touch fingers. I wonder if you are there,
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
Embracing the Journey: A Poem of Youth and Aspiration.'
Oh, young dreamers, with hearts so bright, Chasing the stars in the endless night. Life's a canvas, vast and wide, Paint it boldly, don't let fears decide.
By Angie green2 years ago in Poets