love poems

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

White
The cold bit at our faces as we glided through the city weightless. Dark, sullen, wet the passers by sloughed, layers of hardship and labor pressing into their shapes.
By Chandre Sanchez18 minutes ago in Poets
Counterfeit Comfort
You. Your eyes reflected The rolling hills Of our promised future. Your smile was My abode, My comfort. Your touch rendered
By Katelyn Huntabout an hour ago in Poets
I Shall Lie Down and Pretend to Be Dying
I shall lie down and pretend to be dying. Then the neighbors will come in to stare at me. And my friends will gather around.
By Syed Umar about 2 hours ago in Poets
The Life You Do Not Show
The Life You Do Not Show There is a life you keep within you, Untouched by what the world can see, A deeper current moving slowly,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 4 hours ago in Poets
When Romantic Love Poetry Feels More Real Than Words
There comes a point in life when simple words are not enough. You try to explain what you feel, but everything sounds incomplete. That’s when I started understanding the real value of romantic love poetry.
By Abbasi Publisherabout 5 hours ago in Poets
Reciprocated
Sometimes it returns like rain in the distance Or waves on the verge edging the sand that it fell once * Though our memories burn
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Metamorphosis
I live within a darkness Unknown to the light I find comfort in the land Of nightmares and frights For I’m a creature of destruction
By Edward Valabout 9 hours ago in Poets
When all is said and done
If I had my time again Would I do the things I did? I’m not really sure, But one is for certain They cannot be retrieved
By Calvin Londonabout 13 hours ago in Poets
The Hour That Changes You
The Hour That Changes You There is always one quiet moment, That shifts the course of everything, Not loud, not marked by thunder,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 14 hours ago in Poets
Episodes
there won’t be a wedding, not joining us; we know how to join ourselves so completely I forget what belongs to who, lose myself so absolutely that you breathe for me (or through me),
By Harper Lewisabout 21 hours ago in Poets
The Distance Between Who You Were
The Distance Between Who You Were There is a distance you can feel, Between the past and who you stand, Not measured in the steps you’ve taken,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 21 hours ago in Poets
The Edge Of Letting Go
The Edge Of Letting Go There comes a point where holding on, Becomes far heavier than release, Where what you cling to out of fear,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 22 hours ago in Poets