love poems

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

she's left, she's gone
____________She's leftShe's goneShe's decidedit's timeto move on.She's decidedthe problemswe're mine.So she goneand she'sdoing fine.But I sit alone contemplatingmy supposedcrimes.--She's leftShe's goneShe's happyshe says.I can't getpast this achein my head.I spend daysthinking whatI could have done differentlybut nothing occurs to me.--She's leftShe's goneShe's withsomeone new.Does this meanher love wasnever true?I truly don'tknow now whatI'm supposedto do.But somehowI'll have tomuddle through.____________
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY2 years ago in Poets
The One Who Lives Within
In the tranquil chambers of my restless mind, Where shadows linger and aspirations unfold, There exists a presence, gentle and calm,
By Tendayi Ngwerume2 years ago in Poets
Romantic Love Story
Eternal Whispers of the Heart:- Oh love, you are the morning's light, A tender flame that ends the night. Your touch, a warmth both fierce and true,
By Salina Gomez2 years ago in Poets
The World Goes On. Content Warning.
Here in the garden where no one stands behind me I search for my sun through the dance of the lightning. Here in the dark
By Sara Wynn2 years ago in Poets
Reserved Unrestricted Space
When I relieve every constriction from its comfort zone sensations emerge unchecked Seek closest points of entry/exit Yesterday's secret yearnings
By The Dani Writer2 years ago in Poets
Making Love High Up in the Forbidden Tree
Making Love High Up in the Forbidden Tree We climb with whispers, hearts entwined, Above the world, where secrets bind. In branches thick with ancient lore,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
The Strength to Carry Each Other
The Strength to Carry Each Other On ropes that sway, so thin, so frail, Two hearts persist, though winds assail. The weight of life, a heavy bind,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
When Life Hits Different
The first Morning stretch after the best sleepLife hits different when I go to sleep after I weep Sitting on the last bench when we secretly ate our snacks Life hits different when we're cheating and the teacher's at our backs
By Maryam Batool2 years ago in Poets
Monday
Monday feels like ages ago. Tell me you love me, Again. Hair undone, yesterday’s clothes, You held me once when I needed it most -
By Annaise Michelle2 years ago in Poets
The Last Journey of Bala the Elephant
In the dense jungles of Assam, there lived a wise and gentle elephant named Bala. He was massive, with tusks that gleamed like polished ivory and a soulful gaze that seemed to hold the stories of a thousand years. Bala was the leader of his herd, a protector and guide through treacherous rivers and drought-ridden summers.
By Shiv Rabari2 years ago in Poets
Save Yourself
It's not you, it's me... It's because of what romance has done to me, that I doubt you... It's because how both desire, and my own heart have turned against me,
By JM2 years ago in Poets
"LOST IN THE DARKNESS". Content Warning.
LOST IN THE DARKNESS 2025 I spend hours creating the videos to flow with my music. I embelish each song lyric with my heart and soul. I had over 20 years of musical training from toddler to my adult years. I sang and created music on an old upright piano as I was growing up.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets