Popular Love Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about lost love, heartbreak and relationship problems
Popular poems, listed in order of their popularity this month.
Ahavati
Poem Published
26th Jan 2020 2:59pm
26th Jan 2020 2:59pm
White Windows
I’m not easy to love;
I work too much
—my mind drifts—
inclined to deep focus
forgoing rest, balance;
but, you effortlessly allot
distance to do what I enjoy
—minus stipulation—
whatever makes me happy
in that particular moment
without condition
Our time will come;
and, you’ll be there
If not, it’ll be painless
shaping space for your freedom
—beyond expectation—
whatever makes you...
I work too much
—my mind drifts—
inclined to deep focus
forgoing rest, balance;
but, you effortlessly allot
distance to do what I enjoy
—minus stipulation—
whatever makes me happy
in that particular moment
without condition
Our time will come;
and, you’ll be there
If not, it’ll be painless
shaping space for your freedom
—beyond expectation—
whatever makes you...
#love
#relationships
#historical
#philosophical
#wisdom
316 reads
59 Comments
NewBeginnings
Poem Published
25th Jan 2020 7:58am
25th Jan 2020 7:58am
Heart of Gold
A forbidden kind of magic lies,
Hidden behind her tragic eyes.
Great lids of sorrow, heavy, hide
The treasure buried deep inside.
A heart of gold within her chest,
'Neath silken sheets, upon her breast,
And I possess the perfect key—
She opens her precious heart to me!
Hidden behind her tragic eyes.
Great lids of sorrow, heavy, hide
The treasure buried deep inside.
A heart of gold within her chest,
'Neath silken sheets, upon her breast,
And I possess the perfect key—
She opens her precious heart to me!
#happiness
#love
#lover
#honesty
#magic
213 reads
48 Comments
NewBeginnings
Poem Published
1st Feb 2020 3:52am
1st Feb 2020 3:52am
The Perfect Love
If you love a flower, don’t pick it up.
Because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love.
So if you love a flower, let it be.
Love is not about possession.
Love is about appreciation."
~ Osho
Love is not a possession,
Or an object of obsession;
It is selfless, never selfish,
Understanding, never jealous.
It is caring, and non-intrusive,
It's not too daring or elusive;
It's forgiving, always giving,
Never hissing, never hitting.
It's an expression of appreciation, ...
Because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love.
So if you love a flower, let it be.
Love is not about possession.
Love is about appreciation."
~ Osho
Love is not a possession,
Or an object of obsession;
It is selfless, never selfish,
Understanding, never jealous.
It is caring, and non-intrusive,
It's not too daring or elusive;
It's forgiving, always giving,
Never hissing, never hitting.
It's an expression of appreciation, ...
#love
#kindness
#beauty
#patience
#passion
242 reads
28 Comments
NewBeginnings
Poem Published
29th Jan 2020 7:51am
29th Jan 2020 7:51am
The Fabric Of Her
Adventurous and excitable,
Spontaneous and sweet;
So irresistibly desirable,
With a taste that can't be beat!
She's awesome and spectacular,
Not a phrase exists to describe her love;
Defying every vernacular,
A gracious gift from God above.
Her love, to me, so tender,
Serving as a sweet surrender;
Rose-colored memories are rendered,
By the fire's crackling embers.
Her touch, so gentle on my skin,
Lips pressed softly on my own,
Resounding ripples deep within,
Shake foundations laid in stone.
...
Spontaneous and sweet;
So irresistibly desirable,
With a taste that can't be beat!
She's awesome and spectacular,
Not a phrase exists to describe her love;
Defying every vernacular,
A gracious gift from God above.
Her love, to me, so tender,
Serving as a sweet surrender;
Rose-colored memories are rendered,
By the fire's crackling embers.
Her touch, so gentle on my skin,
Lips pressed softly on my own,
Resounding ripples deep within,
Shake foundations laid in stone.
...
#love
#romantic
#fire
#lover
#passion
220 reads
25 Comments
NewBeginnings
Poem Published
31st Jan 2020 5:42am
31st Jan 2020 5:42am
Only A Dream
Twas only a dream
So real...
but surreal.
I could almost feel
Your touch
On my skin
—the taste
Of your sin.
In the warmth of your soft embrace,
A beautiful smile upon your face;
In that moment,
Frozen in time,
Wrapped within eachothers arms,
You were mine,
If only for a moment...
And in the blink of an eye,
Awakened by reality, I sigh;
Ever longing to return
To the dream
That is—
A lie.
So real...
but surreal.
I could almost feel
Your touch
On my skin
—the taste
Of your sin.
In the warmth of your soft embrace,
A beautiful smile upon your face;
In that moment,
Frozen in time,
Wrapped within eachothers arms,
You were mine,
If only for a moment...
And in the blink of an eye,
Awakened by reality, I sigh;
Ever longing to return
To the dream
That is—
A lie.
#love
#dreams
#memories
#disappointment
#hurt
164 reads
20 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
27th Jan 2020 8:30pm
27th Jan 2020 8:30pm
Dash To My Dots
It frightens so sometimes
though I cannot escape the delight
this dewy wellspring within
conjuring up my everything
As imagined spells whisper
tickle soft my ear
your phantom fingers trace
undoing the last of my silky defenses
Lifting me up skyward
placing me here soft
bared upon your alter
thrashing waves below
My mind says no
this arched body left wanton
my trembling heart now a tiebreaker
knowing with but a word I can have or lose it all
Dreading this epic fall
yet wanting just to...
though I cannot escape the delight
this dewy wellspring within
conjuring up my everything
As imagined spells whisper
tickle soft my ear
your phantom fingers trace
undoing the last of my silky defenses
Lifting me up skyward
placing me here soft
bared upon your alter
thrashing waves below
My mind says no
this arched body left wanton
my trembling heart now a tiebreaker
knowing with but a word I can have or lose it all
Dreading this epic fall
yet wanting just to...
#crush
111 reads
23 Comments
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
4th Feb 2020 3:33am
4th Feb 2020 3:33am
Seize the Night
I belong to the night ~
its deep, violet. Light,
soft, thin veil -
between here
and there.
Cool light,
replenishing,
washing over hills,
gathering in valleys.
Healing and gentle,
bestowing and captivating.
Who can look at the sun?
Yet, the moon is for gazing
for dreaming under.
It phases and pulls -
tides in and out of me;
lake in the night sky.
I belong to the night,
with the moon to guide me.
its deep, violet. Light,
soft, thin veil -
between here
and there.
Cool light,
replenishing,
washing over hills,
gathering in valleys.
Healing and gentle,
bestowing and captivating.
Who can look at the sun?
Yet, the moon is for gazing
for dreaming under.
It phases and pulls -
tides in and out of me;
lake in the night sky.
I belong to the night,
with the moon to guide me.
#love
#moon
#night #lover
#night #lover
83 reads
9 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
18th Feb 2020 4:54am
18th Feb 2020 4:54am
Too Soon Yet Too Late
Describing its arc in words I had read,
A cavalier speaker my fate.
In a cryptic tongue of semaphore shed,
You’re leaving too soon yet too late.
What happened to me before I could feel
Came sooner by the heart to rout.
But what happened to you didn’t seem real,
Was too late for me to find out.
I don’t understand how some treat a soul
The way thoughtless ones did to you.
Your poet’s innocence they freely stole,
To take control but had no clue.
It looks very soon I’ll be where you won’t,
A graveyard...
A cavalier speaker my fate.
In a cryptic tongue of semaphore shed,
You’re leaving too soon yet too late.
What happened to me before I could feel
Came sooner by the heart to rout.
But what happened to you didn’t seem real,
Was too late for me to find out.
I don’t understand how some treat a soul
The way thoughtless ones did to you.
Your poet’s innocence they freely stole,
To take control but had no clue.
It looks very soon I’ll be where you won’t,
A graveyard...
#sadness
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#admiration
#respect
81 reads
19 Comments
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
7th Feb 2020 9:09am
7th Feb 2020 9:09am
Don't worry, because...
hate
doesn't
win
:)
doesn't
win
:)
#minimalist
67 reads
21 Comments
24601
John Brady
John Brady
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2020 10:27am
3rd Feb 2020 10:27am
Tunnelling
If it meant anything
I’d remember this room
these bones
and their grave
of aftermaths
how she’d carve her scars
into a knotted bed frame
proclaiming herself chiseled
somewhere between draft
and work of art.
I’d remember your etchings
with every barefoot silence
creeping through flame
for it’s all ash now
and I am an old brush
smearing your kiss
across my cheek
branding your lips
my most hellish war
because in the end
we are all bare before
our...
I’d remember this room
these bones
and their grave
of aftermaths
how she’d carve her scars
into a knotted bed frame
proclaiming herself chiseled
somewhere between draft
and work of art.
I’d remember your etchings
with every barefoot silence
creeping through flame
for it’s all ash now
and I am an old brush
smearing your kiss
across my cheek
branding your lips
my most hellish war
because in the end
we are all bare before
our...
#confessional
107 reads
8 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
9th Feb 2020 11:39pm
9th Feb 2020 11:39pm
Emily In Winter
The round pond is glazed
with cracked ice
trapped as I am
in this winter gloom
When will it bloom
the first daffodil
trumpeting aloud
the arrival of my spring
When Sol begins his
splendid rise
to warm the field
thaw out feelings of love
As I do trudge
begrudge the poet's sigh
tossing away each lovely line
till again he is mine
I miss him
I do
I try to deny
what we both know to be true
with cracked ice
trapped as I am
in this winter gloom
When will it bloom
the first daffodil
trumpeting aloud
the arrival of my spring
When Sol begins his
splendid rise
to warm the field
thaw out feelings of love
As I do trudge
begrudge the poet's sigh
tossing away each lovely line
till again he is mine
I miss him
I do
I try to deny
what we both know to be true
#FallingInLove
69 reads
19 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
7th Feb 2020 9:11pm
7th Feb 2020 9:11pm
Forget You Knot
Oh how I do try
you know
to break loose
move on
Leave you fully behind
all that hurts
all that wounds
but your scarring is left still
Yet I breathe in most deep
the cool of morning
twilight's pinkest hope
as if I can now cope
Knowing it's a must
needing again to trust
to open up
that which remains clenched
But how does a rose
rise
pry open her petals
so black and trampled shut
...
you know
to break loose
move on
Leave you fully behind
all that hurts
all that wounds
but your scarring is left still
Yet I breathe in most deep
the cool of morning
twilight's pinkest hope
as if I can now cope
Knowing it's a must
needing again to trust
to open up
that which remains clenched
But how does a rose
rise
pry open her petals
so black and trampled shut
...
#heartbroken
82 reads
12 Comments
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