love poems

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

Then, Let It Go. Top Story - December 2025.
Let it fester for a minute Let it simmer and bleed Let it fill with emotion Let it drain you of your need Let it cry Let it wimper
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a month ago in Poets
Folding Maps of You
In the archive of skin where touch once lived, I find the creases where your fingers slid. Maps of you, worn like a traveler’s prayer, Folded tight where love was meant to linger.
By Jhon smithabout a month ago in Poets
Echoes in the In-Between
In twilight spaces where shadows play, I find the whispers of your days, A laugh that lingered like summer rain, A glance that cut through city haze.
By Luna Vaniabout a month ago in Poets
Christmas
Ignorant children, playing with bows, ribbons, shines as sovereign :) 🎀 Absolute stupidity is reasoning of a childman's mind projecting thoughts as of a woman. Refusing to grow up. Such a pitiful sight. Here, a wrapped Christmas gift, a woman's nacked mind, Pandoras box of which a man has no knowledge of, no matter how many (bold but ignorant or/& malice) object treatises written/touched through time. You can't open it the 1000th time! Dignity states with flaming guard: entrance NOT ALLOWED.
By Dianaabout a month ago in Poets
The Moment
Your gaze lands on me with a softness that nearly unravels the room. There’s something unspoken there, a quiet pull, a warmth that edges closer
By Printique Studiosabout a month ago in Poets
Must We Lose Ourselves to Find Love?
People who crave happiness solely aren't really suited for relationships. It’s true. You might think love is sweet, ritualistic, and filled with companionship, but love isn't a reward; it’s a relationship, and no relationship is solely about happiness.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a month ago in Poets
I Still Carry the Echo
If only memory were softer, If only time agreed to bend, I still carry the echo of the beginning, Before endings had a name,
By Engr Bilalabout a month ago in Poets
Love, Maintained
Begin by misunderstanding each other slightly. Perfection leaves no room to return. Leave a gap small enough to cross but wide enough to matter.
By Kamabout a month ago in Poets
I was yours long ago Haiku
I Was Yours Long Ago Haiku Do you remember I was yours long ago love Forever you said?
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
The Unwanted and the Wanted
The Unwanted and the Wanted Some arrive like storms, shaking rooms with their weight, their voices loud, their hands too quick,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
Still on the Same Branch
Still on the Same Branch They sit close on a branch, white feathers holding the hush of the day. Leaves listen without leaning too far in,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
my shooting star
His eyes shine like the stars under the delicate dance of the moon but his light holds no warmth for me, only cold, hollow ache of our love that used to be.
By Anonymous_poet13about a month ago in Poets