Dating Poems
#dating
Dating poems, poetry about dating, searching for love and starting a new relationship. Poems about online dating apps and websites and poetry about blind dates, first dates, bad dates and finding love in unexpected places.
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
25th Apr 2025 12:40pm
25th Apr 2025 12:40pm
midnight song
i want to relive those precious moments
i want to fall in love with you once again
i want to bring back the thrilling light lost in misunderstanding
i want to fall in love with you once again
i want to decorate the seashore with my lucid feelings
i want to fall in love with you once again
i want to hide my face in your chest and be free from worries
i want to fall in love with you once again
i want to kiss you boldly under the rainy sky
i want to fall in love with you once again
i want deep marks on my soul from...
i want to fall in love with you once again
i want to bring back the thrilling light lost in misunderstanding
i want to fall in love with you once again
i want to decorate the seashore with my lucid feelings
i want to fall in love with you once again
i want to hide my face in your chest and be free from worries
i want to fall in love with you once again
i want to kiss you boldly under the rainy sky
i want to fall in love with you once again
i want deep marks on my soul from...
#dating
#love
#romantic
71 reads
5 Comments
Lack1ng
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2025 10:28am
23rd Apr 2025 10:28am
flower shop
i still don’t know your favorite flower.
but we’re too far along to ask.
so i stand outside
this windowed boutique,
thinking of how i might just buy them all.
but we’re too far along to ask.
so i stand outside
this windowed boutique,
thinking of how i might just buy them all.
#dating
#FallingInLove
#FirstLove #relationships
#FirstLove #relationships
44 reads
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musht_e_ghubaar
Arsh
Arsh
Poem Published
14th Mar 2025 1:54am
14th Mar 2025 1:54am
Chandana
After Chandana
Lips like velvet, breath like fire,
We kissed as if the world would expire.
Our tongues danced, a tender fight,
gasping for air, yet holding tight.
Your scent, a drug I still crave,
your warmth, the ghost I couldn’t see.
I ache for the comfort of your touch,
your presence meant so much.
The nights we spent, so close, so near,
Yet now they feel so insincere,
Did I hold you tight, or let you slip?
Did I taste your soul, or just your lips? ...
Lips like velvet, breath like fire,
We kissed as if the world would expire.
Our tongues danced, a tender fight,
gasping for air, yet holding tight.
Your scent, a drug I still crave,
your warmth, the ghost I couldn’t see.
I ache for the comfort of your touch,
your presence meant so much.
The nights we spent, so close, so near,
Yet now they feel so insincere,
Did I hold you tight, or let you slip?
Did I taste your soul, or just your lips? ...
#dating
#girlfriend
#love #memories
#love #memories
92 reads
1 Comment
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 7:01pm
13th Mar 2025 7:01pm
I'LL TAKE YOU FOR A SPIN
I'll take you for a spin,
if it is not a sin
to ask this woman out
with me - it is my shout.
We can be " just be a pair"
who happen to car share.
In anonymity
you and I can just be,
away from gossipy
neighbours and family.
The time belongs to us,
not like being on bus.
No one will bat an eye
as they see us go by
to where I'm taking you.
You can choose what we do
at our destination.
Let loose imagination!
if it is not a sin
to ask this woman out
with me - it is my shout.
We can be " just be a pair"
who happen to car share.
In anonymity
you and I can just be,
away from gossipy
neighbours and family.
The time belongs to us,
not like being on bus.
No one will bat an eye
as they see us go by
to where I'm taking you.
You can choose what we do
at our destination.
Let loose imagination!
#dating
#love
#relationships #romantic
#relationships #romantic
101 reads
1 Comment
musht_e_ghubaar
Arsh
Arsh
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 8:42pm
4th Mar 2025 8:42pm
Lake
The bicycle’s path lingers,
your arms, a soft prayer around my waist,
the morning breeze still carrying
the last note of our shared hymn.
By the lake, we paused,
hands almost brushing,
a question suspended between us,
unspoken, yet heavy as the moon.
Your laughter, bright as pomegranate seeds,
still lingers in the curve of my smile,
though it feels lighter now,
like sunlight slipping through winter’s bare fingers.
You taught me to...
your arms, a soft prayer around my waist,
the morning breeze still carrying
the last note of our shared hymn.
By the lake, we paused,
hands almost brushing,
a question suspended between us,
unspoken, yet heavy as the moon.
Your laughter, bright as pomegranate seeds,
still lingers in the curve of my smile,
though it feels lighter now,
like sunlight slipping through winter’s bare fingers.
You taught me to...
#beauty
#crush
#dating
#girlfriend
#romantic
141 reads
0 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 3:27am
2nd Mar 2025 3:27am
Dating is Dated (or should be)
Much like kindergarten
prepares children for childhood
the 1950s model of dating
prepared young men and women for their adult roles.
In the old days
the man was the provider
so he paid on dates.
The woman took great care with her appearance,
a crucial part of her role.
Sometimes the man ordered for the woman in restaurants
without even consulting her.
I wouldn't have survived.
"The lady will have the salmon"
"Eww! I will not. I HATE fish!"
That would have...
prepares children for childhood
the 1950s model of dating
prepared young men and women for their adult roles.
In the old days
the man was the provider
so he paid on dates.
The woman took great care with her appearance,
a crucial part of her role.
Sometimes the man ordered for the woman in restaurants
without even consulting her.
I wouldn't have survived.
"The lady will have the salmon"
"Eww! I will not. I HATE fish!"
That would have...
#culture
#dating
#tradition
151 reads
9 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 5:05am
25th Feb 2025 5:05am
Ratio
Jewish Singles 60 & Over:
Hey members, we have 547 women signed up for our Zoom chat
and 8 men!
That's the most men we've ever had.
Get your sexy on ladies
for the big eight
One might even be interesting!
You have slightly better than lottery-like odds
but you know that queen of cleavage from Brazil is going to be on
and no doubt some other super slim hotties
competing for the bloated and bald
the short and the shy
the nerdy and not that nice
15 minutes in, a decent-looking male doctor will sign on ...
Hey members, we have 547 women signed up for our Zoom chat
and 8 men!
That's the most men we've ever had.
Get your sexy on ladies
for the big eight
One might even be interesting!
You have slightly better than lottery-like odds
but you know that queen of cleavage from Brazil is going to be on
and no doubt some other super slim hotties
competing for the bloated and bald
the short and the shy
the nerdy and not that nice
15 minutes in, a decent-looking male doctor will sign on ...
#aging
#dating
163 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 7:49pm
14th Feb 2025 7:49pm
VD on VD
Today is the day
Valentine's Day you fool
Grab your partner and have a great time tonight
If he or she is taking you out to some exclusive restaurant,
Don't forget when ordering Clams, Penne and Alfredo sauce,
That there's no side order of Gonorrhea, Chlamydia or Genital Warts
V.D. or Venereal Disease can infect & destroy
Be honest, be upfront, play it safe, so you can enjoy
On Halloween you tell the kids to be cautious
Some VD can make you sick, some can make you nauseous
Don't forget the flowers, the candy and some Trojan...
Valentine's Day you fool
Grab your partner and have a great time tonight
If he or she is taking you out to some exclusive restaurant,
Don't forget when ordering Clams, Penne and Alfredo sauce,
That there's no side order of Gonorrhea, Chlamydia or Genital Warts
V.D. or Venereal Disease can infect & destroy
Be honest, be upfront, play it safe, so you can enjoy
On Halloween you tell the kids to be cautious
Some VD can make you sick, some can make you nauseous
Don't forget the flowers, the candy and some Trojan...
#dating
#inspirational
#satirical #ValentinesDay
#satirical #ValentinesDay
113 reads
16 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
10th Feb 2025 9:18am
10th Feb 2025 9:18am
the royal stone street 42
The Royal Stonestreet 42
In the house in Stavanger, Norway, where I grew up four families were living in poverty after the war in 1945, well, poverty was relative as we were able to survive without social interference
In the basement, an elderly man had two bedrooms and a kitchen he had to share every Saturday when the women were washing clothes and ironing
The elderly man was mysterious he had female visits every so often, who drank and fought when the police were called the women had to leave, but the old man was not arrested, it turned out he had been a...
In the house in Stavanger, Norway, where I grew up four families were living in poverty after the war in 1945, well, poverty was relative as we were able to survive without social interference
In the basement, an elderly man had two bedrooms and a kitchen he had to share every Saturday when the women were washing clothes and ironing
The elderly man was mysterious he had female visits every so often, who drank and fought when the police were called the women had to leave, but the old man was not arrested, it turned out he had been a...
#admiration
#beauty
#boyfriend #dating
#boyfriend #dating
57 reads
0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 10:32pm
7th Feb 2025 10:32pm
mermaid
Mermaid
This afternoon a mermaid swam to the shore and took flight, so you didn’t, know that the beautiful creatures who live in our seas can fly, she lifted her delicate silky wings and flew seeing me staring forlornly by the kitchen window with a dishcloth in my left hand not seeing a fairytale being I used to believe in as a child
She knocked on the window I opened up, but not much because close up she lolled like a Karen of the type saying men are useless but call you to open a tin of sausages or fetch her slippers in the bedroom Suddenly she took fright and flew away but the ...
This afternoon a mermaid swam to the shore and took flight, so you didn’t, know that the beautiful creatures who live in our seas can fly, she lifted her delicate silky wings and flew seeing me staring forlornly by the kitchen window with a dishcloth in my left hand not seeing a fairytale being I used to believe in as a child
She knocked on the window I opened up, but not much because close up she lolled like a Karen of the type saying men are useless but call you to open a tin of sausages or fetch her slippers in the bedroom Suddenly she took fright and flew away but the ...
#admiration
#beauty
#boyfriend
#crush
#dating
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0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 00:12am
3rd Feb 2025 00:12am
The Do's & Don't's of Dating
Money for sex
Dinner for sex
Why? Why? Why? Why?
If I didn't pay would I still get laid?
Buy! Bye! Buy! Bye!
Here is a token of my affection
Why? Why? Why? Why?
Down on your knees and show your appreciation
Buy! Bye! Buy! Bye!
Do you pay for your friends?
Do you pay for your date?
Well, whoever will fuck
Will get a free plate
Dating is prostitution
The dating
Keep waiting
and masturbating
Dinner for sex
Why? Why? Why? Why?
If I didn't pay would I still get laid?
Buy! Bye! Buy! Bye!
Here is a token of my affection
Why? Why? Why? Why?
Down on your knees and show your appreciation
Buy! Bye! Buy! Bye!
Do you pay for your friends?
Do you pay for your date?
Well, whoever will fuck
Will get a free plate
Dating is prostitution
The dating
Keep waiting
and masturbating
#dating
#money
#sex
133 reads
6 Comments
Pratik
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 1:08am
1st Feb 2025 1:08am
Too close too tight
Crammed together, no space to flee,
Your thigh so warm, pressed into me.
A tiny bench, a crowded class,
Yet all I feel is you—so close, so fast.
A white shirt loose, a tie untamed,
A skirt so short, it plays a game.
A careless shift, a brush, a tease,
Stirring fire with such ease.
No room to move, no space to hide,
My pulse is racing, hands clenched tight.
The scent of you, the heat so near,
My self-control just disappears.
You lean in close, lips near my ear,
A playful whisper, low and clear. ...
Your thigh so warm, pressed into me.
A tiny bench, a crowded class,
Yet all I feel is you—so close, so fast.
A white shirt loose, a tie untamed,
A skirt so short, it plays a game.
A careless shift, a brush, a tease,
Stirring fire with such ease.
No room to move, no space to hide,
My pulse is racing, hands clenched tight.
The scent of you, the heat so near,
My self-control just disappears.
You lean in close, lips near my ear,
A playful whisper, low and clear. ...
#crush
#dating
#romantic
209 reads
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