love poems

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

Our Reality
Who told you that? I don't think we're even speaking in the same sentence Im searching the for the perfect adjective while your lost in pronouns.
By Shannon Smithson 2 years ago in Poets
If he could read her thoughts
A life full of excuses That's how she lives. She appears real. Nonetheless, full of lies. Her phony smile gave her extra strength.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
Man Who Waited for a Bouquet
I went to a flower shop with him, watching as he carefully selected flowers, thoughtfully contemplating which ones to choose. After picking a few, he handed them to the florist, asking for a bouquet to be made. While waiting in the car for about 10 to 15 minutes, another man approached and asked about the price of the ready-made bouquets. At that moment, I glanced at my man—the little efforts he made, the way he chose each flower with care, and how patiently he waited for them to be arranged into a bouquet. I love him so much. God, I am beyond grateful.
By Whispers of romance2 years ago in Poets
PLEASE DONT FORGET ME
Please Don’t Forget Me Please, don’t forget me, For you always used to remember me, And call me your horse. I’m the free stallion, the king of the road, The conqueror of bondage, the supporter of freedom, And the dream of chivalry.
By Ali Sadeek Ahmed2 years ago in Poets
Winter's Mystical Wonders
Fall has begun flirting and sowing its seeds Raindrops are changing their tune Imaginations are drifting, like the fresh fragile leaves
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
As deadly as I am
I knew what I was doing. I turned my back on him. I betrayed him, I broke promises. I didn't know that tables could turn.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
Kindness Attracts, Darkness Repels
It only means that your mind constructs your worldview. That is why one can attract noble and good friends and good things, and become surrounded by villains and bad luck.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
The Garden of Me
Unkempt Messy Overgrown shrubs Long, curly vines Before your mind goes to the gutter.. Go to the garden. A garden called my heart
By Manisha Dhalani2 years ago in Poets
Seasons of Waiting
In the garden of time, I cultivate slow A harvest of moments, where patience starts to grow, The seeds of trust are planted, deep in the earth below
By Pooja Vishwakarma2 years ago in Poets
lying woman
A woman lied to a man that she was alone without a family, so he said to her: I will be your family who have passed away, and you were alone with them
By Kisama Riyo 2 years ago in Poets
Ways of love
They said about love what I never accept And this saying may be true for those who have found I loved thousands of hearts and you do not see anyone
By Kisama Riyo 2 years ago in Poets
Winter hope
In the hope of winter we sleep at night The fog faces us, leading the horses And the frost hides if night comes And drags its tail in the horizons
By Kisama Riyo 2 years ago in Poets