Falling-in-love Poems

Falling-in-love poems bring the best collection of short and long falling-in-love poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great falling-in-love rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these falling-in-love poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on falling-in-love are here for you.

Beautiful Eyes

Beautiful Eyes long poem

Beautiful eyes Imagine falling in love with someone you have never seen. Would you give your heart away to a mystery? What if you could fall head over heels, do you think you would try? Or would you run away

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Their Me V/s Real Me

Their Me V/s Real Me short poem

Standing alone here, As a porcelain doll On me have taken a toll All those years Of shed tears In being what they wanted me to I hid my identity true And now I stand here bemused Finding it tough

Your Voice

Your Voice short poem

It was so sweet, so alluring, Mysteriously attractive, seducing. I was mesmerized, so hypnotizing. Your voice truly a heart captivating. The way you sing my favorite song, you are worth listening. The way you gently close your eyes and utter

I Am Human

I Am Human short poem

I don’t plead to be accepted Beg to be apart of anything I don’t pray that you’ll take my hand Or walk with me any day, But before you lift your tongue Or cut your eyes to judge me Understand

Credo

Credo short poem

Ages ago, story of a girl Dejected for what she looked Thinking just fair and beautiful Had rights to glory booked Did not realize that beauty Lies in the eyes of beholder Always self deprecated Life felt like a boulder

Tribute To Princess Diana

Tribute To Princess Diana short poem

Blessed Diana, thrilling phrases of love would make a paragraph, for your much distinguished and magnificent epitaph. Your slumber to eternity be likened to a sleeping beauty, who will be awakened by the kiss of a Seraphic Prince of immortality.

Hope

Hope short poem

Hope is like a bright star It always shines from afar Hope is the endless streams It’s made of all our dreams Hope is the sunrises in one day It paths will always find a way Hope is the turning

Waltzing Words.

Waltzing Words. short poem

Words have power to light fires of passion in the soul, making unsaid words waltz in unison of the hearts. Words are breath of life, a narrow line between, the real and declared, within one’s awareness of subtle meanings. Words

Anna

Anna long poem

Madness burns like a candle Blustery night haunted with Anna No clover or wild grass grows No laughter sighs in the wind Only the moan like a cemetery The sea wrestles with ghosts I have drowned in sorrow Sanity has

Loneliness

Loneliness english poems

I’m running, and running far away, From all the things I committed from yesterday, I ask myself was it because of me? But how? I never loved someone with a love so deep, So, I sit here alone and depressed,

Crush

Crush short poem

A lovely day With a bit sun ray, Green area with tree Corner full of bee, Roaming to collect honey. Nothing felt well When my pocket is out of money. Felt so sad But not so bad. Went on the

Persephone’s Memories

Persephones Memories short poem

And there’s rigoletto laughing out the cry of the one who’s defeated by fate among the spectators dressed in blue by the light flooding them between the acts and there’s the woman eternally defeated by love, a cup with poison

Collective Guilt

Collective Guilt short poem

For the sake of lake, I climbed on the weeping hills to see the other side of moon. The precipice of hunger weighs heavily on shoulders. Capricious time moves inwardly, Strikes at the chest. I set free the love-birds. Conflict

Conceal

Conceal short poem

In my mind, The deadly sin Is to not care About what’s within In this day and age, Everything is artificial People look so fake, And they act superficial It’s implanted into our brains, That we have to conceal That

Mirror

Mirror long poem

Err’ Morning I wake, I always look forward to seeing your face, ‘cuz in your eye, I see… I see how rough or smooth my night was. How do I know that? You’re always by my side I go to

Moments, Memories And Messages.

Moments, Memories And Messages. short poem

Let’s talk about all that has been unsaid. Shenanigans. Let’s walk to the beyond. I do not want to cross the wall. I just need to see what lies beyond. Are you scared? Your pupils have diluted. And I can

Divine Easels

Divine Easels short poem

Brush strokes like living sun Windows as high as creation Gray blue walls reflect the light Cafes of art on the Riviera St Tropez, Nice, Monaco Renoir moves to South of France Chagall sees flower angels Rainbow Mediterranean Sea Rouen

Darkness

Darkness short poem

Surviving in a holy mess she fathomed, the storm inside her. Grateful, she was of the darkness who created a chaotic perfection inside a devilish beauty. She feared the wolves, yet, it was the one who ignited the forest fire

Happiness Happens

Happiness Happens prose poem

Happiness happens when you least expect it. It can come after a while of being rejected. When you are feeling down, life’s moving kinda slow, happiness can happen from a simple hello. When you admire someone and they say hi.

Vanquished

Vanquished short poem

That was it. Everything he said made sense to me. Not the content of the presentation, The nature of the delivery. Outside of jealousies, Around common practices, Ground breaking, no less, A salesman beyond confidence. It wasn’t about town and

Beware Dear Girl Children!

Beware Dear Girl Children! short poem

Be ware of those hungry eyes and greedy hands of the neighboring uncles, distant brothers, teachers and unknown grandpas!! Your innocent hearts do not know the secret pleasures of these seeming elders in respectable guise. Their dark desire coils feverishly

Anchorite

Anchorite short poem

Layer by layer, a pterygium was removed to improve the vision. Eyes did not blink. The words did not come on your tongue. You learned to become a stranger. A cemetery woke up tonight. No body was going to put

The Heart Of A Male Romantic

The Heart Of A Male Romantic short poem

The heart of a male romantic expresses his feelings born from his own pen rather then purchased in a card He is moved to comfort the one who holds his adoring gaze He will make her feet float softly on

To Mum

To Mum short poem

If time is a healer when will it become easier? I long for your presence I want you here with me I sense you spirit but cannot see The day that you left this world behind A piece of my

Another Trial

Another Trial short poem

Liquidity crunch turns you into lip slave. The candlelight bed has the broken legs. Asleep by the boat you sway in dark. You are still a number in the books to be fed. A jigsaw puzzle in the economic boom

I Lose..

I Lose.. long poem

I have realized it it’s not easy to buy a love kit only sadness and sorrow will arise and it would only bring me cries my heart is like a child I thought that for her it was wild I

One With The Universe

One With The Universe prose poem

What are we? Why are we? How do we? It’s an infinite place and we so very small. We seem so very much apart. Do we even belong, how could ever learn it all? We look out, we look up,

Love Of Lies

Love Of Lies short poem

When love is found what happens to your heart? Does it stay the same or fill up with love again just like it did from the start? Does it beat less or beat more? Is it sewn up from being

I Am Burning My Bridges

I Am Burning My Bridges short poem

To search you I am burning my wheels. Put your hands on my shoulders for opening the book. To read the message between the words. When the time comes I want you to smear my ashes on the stones of

This Little Heart

This Little Heart long poem

Yesterday as I was walking, talking to myself, thinking, pondering, My head was like a carousel! With a song in my head, As I walked past the field of wild fern, the one I daily walk by, I watched these

Dishonoured

Dishonoured short poem

Vengeance pumps through the hand That grips my blade. Anger powers The pistol in my other hand. My face is masked by death and darkness. I have seen a ruler have her breath stolen from her, But did not wield

Gunpowder And Orchids

Gunpowder And Orchids short poem

The bullets dance across my back, The guns hide behind my teeth, They pressed my name on a shiny new plaque, Along with the jagged bodies that can’t breathe. Their eyes are too vacant to see, Far too numb to

Before It’s Too Late

Before Its Too Late short poem

Her name tells of how it was with her. The sadness and anxiety came with a blur. With little to love and a lot to think The harder she thought, the more she would drink. More pills and more booze

Lost Time

Lost Time short poem

I thought I had more time We had so many plans You were to come out here for a visit And we were to come there So many regrets So many words unsaid And yet I know you loved me

Rough for me, please

Rough for me, please short poem

I don’t trust this calm, This serene state of now Clean and fair is fake, Bitter black holds my charm. Of course we’ll choose the light. Though I love you more on darker days. Burning, shining, crazed but real Pulling

What Do I Do With Me

What Do I Do With Me prose poem

I lay here beside you in the dark. I feel this worry in my heart. I wonder if we will last or if you’re still living in the past. So many questions I have to ask. So much pain I

The Queen Of The Night

The Queen Of The Night long poem

The queen of the night, is power indeed She shelters the wicked and those who have need We hide in her shadow, the killer and sneak She helps us to find those things that we seek I met her, I

Oh, Stop Talking

Oh, Stop Talking short poem

Oh, stop talking! Day and night uproar, uproar, useful thoughts are swayed away, your ‘I’ inundates my ear, room, existence.. Listen now the whisper of air, reply of dancing leaves, songs of Robin, flattering of bees, and tunes of a

The Imp And The Fairy Princess

The Imp And The Fairy Princess long poem

There once was an imp whose appearance was vain, his behavior was foolish, even his speech and imposing mannerisms were maimed! From those eastern cannibalistic lands afar he and his kind had once been blessed, indentured to serve the superlative

The Daisy In A Vase

The Daisy In A Vase short poem

Through the stormy desert Your thirst staggered for days, And ends up sipping Fresh experiences as consolation. An ocean of memories inside heart Constantly combust like wild flames, Yet seems so peaceful Like the rough skin of an extinct volcano.