love poems

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

What’s It Like in Heaven on Christmas Day
What’s It Like in Heaven on Christmas Day What’s it like in heaven on Christmas Day? If only I could climb the clouds, To see my mam and dad and hear them say,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
A Winter’s Serenade
Under winter’s soft and silken sigh, The world is draped in a white robe, soaring high. The snow angels do a waltz, soft and slow,
By Aviral Gupta2 years ago in Poets
Within My Essence
In my kiss, That is where I hide a thousand words of love for you In hope you'll taste them all one by one We happened in the most unexpected way
By Mercedes Chavez2 years ago in Poets
Dogs and Angels Love Christmas Too
Dogs and Angels Love Christmas Too The lights are twinkling, the night is still, A wagging tail, a heart to fill. Dogs by the fire, angels above,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
You Haunt Me
The thought of you haunt me Don’t want to carry the same pain you gave me into my next relationship The first time I crouched down on the floor and cried
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
Footprints
The footprints we left along the pavement in the rain that poured with your hand in mine and mine in yours. A seed planted in my palm and my heart.
By Katerina Petrou2 years ago in Poets
The Value Of A Memory
* She placed , with gentle tenderness the priceless, fragile figurines Onto the tree of togetherness but not to touch, only to see
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
The Music of Our Moments"
The soft hum of the guitar strings echoed through the dimly lit room as Arman sat on the edge of his bed, lost in thought. Each strum reflected a memory from 2024—moments filled with heartbreak, resilience, and the flicker of hope that kept him moving forward. The year had been a symphony of emotions, a soundtrack of love, loss, and longing, and now, as the last notes of December played out, he hoped for a melody of joy in 2025.
By Ahmed raza2 years ago in Poets
Wilt
I will never forget the shame of loving you. Its branded into the folds of my memories, Tucked between grey sheets like the embers
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Eternal Light of Love
There was a valley where dreams would awaken, Beneath the mountains, where the sun was forsaken. In Ella’s eyes, a star of hope gleamed,
By Taimur Kazmi2 years ago in Poets
Whispers of Who I Used to Be
I moved on from you, that chapter’s closed, A book I shelved, its pages exposed. But even as I walk this path anew, The past still whispers — though not of you.
By Madhusha Logachandran2 years ago in Poets
Whispers of Winter Under a Starlit Sky. AI-Generated.
Introduction Winter had brought quiet glory under the soft blanket of night. The air was nipped by a crisp sharpness that made one wish to shiver and catch the soft fragrance of pine. Stars twinkled like the frozen dew drops scattered here and there in the heavens. The world stood white like a sheet. And it was a season of whispers—when the earth mumbled her message in whispers, bidding one to tarry awhile, listen, and marvel.
By Tridib Borah2 years ago in Poets