#romantic poems on Hello Poetry

Sanji-Paul Arvind Mar 20

The endless skies of azure hue,
My love's whisper, paints the night anew.
Words unspoken, yet hearts commune,
My silent verse sitting beneath the moon.
Upon the sands, where moonbeams play,
Two souls' silhouette in the starry display.

Your fragrance blooms through whispered breeze,
My Love's symphony in nature's decrees.
Hand in hand a dance of souls,
In timeless rhythms, my love consoles.
My eternal poem, a cherished dream,
Your love for me will always be supreme.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind

#love #romance #romantic

Zywa Mar 20

[ He is romantic ]

He is romantic,

in the monsoon he rains his --

kisses down on me.

Film "Prabhayay Ninachathellam" ("All we imagine as light", 2024, Payal Kapadia)

Collection "Changing Times"

#inlove #romantic

Sanji-Paul Arvind Mar 20

In My World, You Are Love

In the garden called my life,
where everything seemed rife.
You my flower that bloomed,
An everlasting bond was created.

Spreading aroma of love, my heart tamed,
Shades of your colour, my mind calmed,
Creating my world around you with delight,
To enjoy all its beauty through your sight.

To paint the sky from your hair’s dye,
The moon with the sparkles from your eye,
And the sun with the shine from your grace,
The earth with the glow from your face.

In this life, even in my dream,
Memories of you like the sun's gleam.
Through me you will live till my last breath,
And with my soul after this body’s death.

In the book of my dreams,
You are, love, in all chapters of my poems.
You will live forever In my words,
In my lyrics and in music in all my worlds.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind

#love #romance #romantic

Sanji-Paul Arvind Mar 20

Your Presence, A Treasure

In your eyes, the stars find their glow,
A radiant warmth makes my heart aglow.
Your laughter, a melody of pure and what a sight,
Bringing worlds joy to my every passing night.

In the garden of dreams, spirit dances free,
Painting life's canvas with your sweet harmony.
Your presence is a treasure, so rare,
Filling voids in my world with tender care.

Like a gentle breeze on a summer's day,
Your smile sweeps all my worries away.
So here's a verse, simple and true,
Forever and ever I will cherish you.

May all days be filled with endless delight,
With laughter, love, and dreams taking flight.
For in your happiness, my world finds its tune,
A song of joy beneath the moon.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind

#love #romantic #treasure

Anais Vionet Mar 19

recessions

We’re in a young-love recession.
Gen Zers are slow to trust and averse to risk,
we have, it seems, a particular social nervousness
about interpersonal exchanges and the symbiosis of love.

So we resort to situationships (undefined relationships),
a stratagem for closeness, with zero commitment.

You can flirt; you can kiss; you can dance.
You can have a crush so big it blots out the stars
You can have transformative romantic encounters
you can care deeply and get hurt badly
you can, in fact, be absolutely wrecked by love
All without ever being in a relationship.

Thank God we’re only young once.
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Songs for this:
Die With A Smile by Lady Gaga & Bruno Mars
Busy Woman by Sabrina Carpenter

BLT Merriam Webster word of the day challenge 03/15/25:
Stratagem = a trick or plan for achieving a goal

#love #recessions #romantic #encounters #relationships #humor

Brwa S Rasheed Mar 18

Veins of Dusk

Your name seeps through the dusk,
a tremor coiled in the marrow of stars.
The wind unravels your touch—tender, but smoldering,
like an ember defying ash.

Distance etches its weight in sinew,
but even in this severance,
I taste the brine of your voice—a phantom tide,
summoning me home.

#lyric #romantic #surreal

Bless Kurunai Mar 18

We'll meet again

Someday somewhere after the rain stops,
Under that giant tree, next to those coffee shops.
In a sunny land where the sun is gone,
Alone a moon, longs for the dawn.
Maybe the horizon will have gotten too small,
Maybe we won't meet in that dreamy autumn's fall.
Maybe I'll find you in the midst of snow,
And you won't be the same, but still I'll know,
Maybe you'll have different eyes,
Maybe you won't remember our warm goodbye's
Maybe moss is your favourite shade of green,
And in your brightest memories, I'm nowhere to be seen.
When I'm staring awake in a sleepless night,
When the lonely moon is my only light,
Maybe you are running around in eternal days.
Then how will I find you in the endless space?
Will the dandelions lead me astray?
From a bleak December to a warm pink May?
Also tell me, what if I become everything you hate?
What if you are tired of waiting and I'm just too late?
And what if I'm not the one you knew?
What if the heart I have isn't the one I gave you?
Tell me, tell me what will happen then?
All I know is, we'll meet again.

#romantic #melancholy