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Love Poems ✍ 120 The Most Beautiful Poetry

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How deep is my love?
You asked me before,
It’s deeper than the bottom of the sea,
So far from the shore.
How strong do I love you?
You inquire of me,
Stronger than diamonds,
I promise to thee.
How brightly does our flame burn?
You may wish to know,
Like the core of the sun,
And it continues to grow.
How beautiful am I?
You often request,
This is an easy one,
Your prettier than all the rest.
Will I follow you forever?
You say with eager eyes,
You are my comet and I am your tail,
Eternally pursuing, for I know not otherwise.


You came into my life like a star
And filled my heart with joy
You took my pain as if it was yours
And gave me love that no one could.
You gave me a shoulder to cry on
You were my pillar when I was falling
You were my strength when I felt low
With your smile, you made my living on earth worthwhile.


A Toast To Forever

You're the one I can't live without
This fact is true, I have no doubt
I love the way you smile at me
I love the way together we're free
You may be strange and slightly loony
But all this means nothing to me
Because you are who you are
And I can see your beauty
Inside and out
Which is what threw me
When everyday I see you
Till then I cannot wait
To know what we will go through
Are in the hands of fate
The first time that I saw you
I knew I must steal your heart
I hope that it's mine for ever
And that we never do part
You are the one I love the most
And to this here fact I propose a toast;
May we grow old and still have fun
Because I love you and my heart you've won

Josh Mertens

Why are you so beautiful?
Why do you take my breath away?
How did I get so lucky?
How are you perfect in every single way?
Your laugh should be illegal because it's too cute.
I never want to spend a minute without you.
The way you kiss me takes my breath away.
Seeing you is the best part of my day.
You are so special,
And I'm glad that I can say you are mine,
Because when I'm with you I feel extraordinary
All of the time.


Reasons Why

Our love is the long lasting kind;
We’ve been together quite awhile.
I love you for so many things,
Your voice, your touch, your kiss, your smile.
You accept me as I am;
I can relax and just be me.
Even when my quirks come out,
You think they’re cute; you let me be.
With you, there’s nothing to resist;
You’re irresistible to me.
I’m drawn to you in total trust;
I give myself to you willingly.
Your sweet devotion never fails;
You view me with a patient heart.
You love me, dear, no matter what.
You’ve been that way right from the start.
Those are just a few reasons why
I’ll always love you like I do.
We’ll have a lifetime full of love,
And it will happen because of you.Joanna Fuchs
Until I Met You
Before I met you,
I thought I was happy,
and I was,
but I had never known
the rich contentment,
deep satisfaction,
and total fulfillment
you brought to me
when you came into my life.
Before I met you,
I felt a lot of things,
good things,
but I had never experienced
the indescribably intense
feelings I have for you.
Before I met you,
I thought I knew myself,
and I did,
but you looked deep inside me
and found fresh new things
for us to share.
Before I met you,
I thought I knew about love,
but I didn’t,
until I met you.

Joanna Fuchs

When I wish upon a star
I do not have to look too far
’cause sitting right next to me
shining bright and true
is the loveliest star I ever knew,
It’s true stars are gassy,
They tend to twinkle and fade
but my little star for eternity was made
I know your flaws,
You surely know mine
but like stars in the sky
our love will burn up the night!


Until you came into my world,
there was nothing but darkness and gloom.
My world was missing the clouds and the sun,
and also the stars and the moon.
I never believed in magic,
but you just appeared from thin air.
I thought I would only be lonely in life,
but now I’m a complete a pair.
You make me who I am at this point,
mold me in every way.
There’s not a precious moment,
where I do not want to give you my entire day.
The passion between us is strong,
ferocious to those that see.
The feelings that are shared between us.
Me for you and you for me.


Defeated by love

The sky was lit
by the splendor of the moon
So powerful
I fell to the ground
Your love
has made me sure
I am ready to forsake
this worldly life
and surrender
to the magnificence
of your Being


I never really knew you
you were just another friend
But when I got to know you
I let my heart unbend
I couldn’t help past memories
That would only make me cry
I had to forget my first love
And give another try
So I’ve fallen in love with you
And I’ll never let you go
I love you more than anyone
I just had to let you know
My feelings for you will never change
Just know my feelings are true
Just remember this one thing
I will always love you


From the moment we met,
I never had a doubt,
That you were my everything,
That you were a knock-out.
I still wonder how it happened,
That you somehow fell for me,
A simple little nothing guy,
Got such an angel to marry!


I dream of a woman clothed in white.
She wears wings that shine with golden light.
Her hair is fine like that of an olden wife.
Her eyes hold a vision of the road of life.
She whispers love through the winds.
Then rivers of love flow to my heart and my spirit ascends.
I grow embraced by heavenly heights.
Then glow rays of warmth and light.
I wait only for her touch of the purest.
I fall to her holding of love, of spirit!
We become one in loving presence together.
In love, we come to heaven forever.
Like two doves we sing and dance.
Love of a queen and king.
Love will forever last.


For Him

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Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art–
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors–
No–yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever–or else swoon to death.


Today we are obliged to be romantic
And think of yet another valentine.
We know the rules and we are both pedantic:
Today’s the day we have to be romantic.
Our love is old and sure, not new and frantic.
You know I’m yours and I know you are mine.
And saying that has made me feel romantic,
My dearest love, my darling valentine.


Love is…

Love is feeling cold in the back of vans
Love is a fanclub with only two fans
Love is walking holding paintstained hands
Love is.
Love is fish and chips on winter nights
Love is blankets full of strange delights
Love is when you don’t put out the light
Love is
Love is the presents in Christmas shops
Love is when you’re feeling Top of the Pops
Love is what happens when the music stops
Love is
Love is white panties lying all forlorn
Love is pink nightdresses still slightly warm
Love is when you have to leave at dawn
Love is
Love is you and love is me
Love is prison and love is free
Love’s what’s there when you are away from me
Love is…


To My Dear and Loving Husband

If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay;
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let’s so persever,
That when we live no more, we may live ever.

Anne Bradstreet

Poem for My Love

How do we come to be here next to each other in the night
Where are the stars that show us to our love inevitable
Outside the leaves flame usual in darkness and the rain
falls cool and blessed on the holy flesh
the black men waiting on the corner for a womanly mirage
I am amazed by peace
It is this possibility of you asleep
and breathing in the quiet air

June Jordan

Love one another, but make not a bond of love.
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other’s cup, but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread, but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone.
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.
For only the hand of life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together.
For the pillars of the temple stand apart.
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.


How Do I Love Thee

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

My feelings for you are just as real
As your feelings are for me.
We have a loving relationship
That all the world can see.
I can honestly say I love you
In every possible way,
And my love keeps growing stronger
With every passing day.


You Rock My World

Hey you; you rock my world!
I am so happy to be your girl.
Thank you for being my best friend,
And making me feel special again and again.

Monica Patrick

It's Only Love

It's only love if you mean it,
And believe me, I do.
It's only love if you say it,
And I've said it to you.
It's only love if it lasts,
We'll be together always.
A love like ours is here to stay.

Monica Patrick

You Excite Me!

A touch of your fingers,
Makes my body come alive.
I see the ignited passion,
Deep within your eyes.
Your smile makes me melt,
My lips burn with your kiss.
When you leave my side,
It's your sexy smell that I miss.
Your caress, your touch,
And how you make me feel.
When I look at you babe
I know our love is real.

Monica Patrick

My Love

You gave me light
On my darkest of days.
You showed me love
In so many ways.
There’s no way at all
I could have what I do
If I hadn’t realized
That it’s always been you.
Thank you for
The life that we live.
Thank you for
Everything that you give.
Your time, your money,
Your undying loyalty;
I have to tell you
You’re not getting rid of me!
You balance me out.
You keep me stable.
Without you,
I wouldn’t be able
To keep myself going
When the day seems too long.
It just happens to be you
Who helps me stay strong.
As long as you love me,
I promise I’ll stay.
I’ll love you forever…
Happy Valentine’s Day!

Kerri L. Copeland

Best Poems

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Love Is Not All

Love is not all: It is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain,
Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink
and rise and sink and rise and sink again.
Love cannot fill the thickened lung with breath
Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
Yet many a man is making friends with death
even as I speak, for lack of love alone.
It well may be that in a difficult hour,
pinned down by need and moaning for release
or nagged by want past resolution's power,
I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
Or trade the memory of this night for food.
It may well be. I do not think I would.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

To Earthward

Love at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could bear;
And once that seemed too much;
I lived on air
That crossed me from sweet things,
The flow of — was it musk
From hidden grapevine springs
Downhill at dusk?
I had the swirl and ache
From sprays of honeysuckle
That when they’re gathered shake
Dew on the knuckle.
I craved strong sweets, but those
Seemed strong when I was young:
The petal of the rose
It was that stung.
Now no joy but lacks salt,
That is not dashed with pain
And weariness and fault;
I crave the stain
Of tears, the aftermark
Of almost too much love,
The sweet of bitter bark
And burning clove.
When stiff and sore and scarred
I take away my hand
From leaning on it hard
In grass or sand,
The hurt is not enough:
I long for weight and strength
To feel the earth as rough
To all my length.

Robert Frost


Yes. I remember Adlestrop—
The name, because one afternoon
Of heat the express-train drew up there
Unwontedly. It was late June.
The steam hissed. Someone cleared his throat.
No one left and no one came
On the bare platform. What I saw
Was Adlestrop—only the name
And willows, willow-herb, and grass,
And meadowsweet, and haycocks dry,
No whit less still and lonely fair
Than the high cloudlets in the sky.
And for that minute a blackbird sang
Close by, and round him, mistier,
Farther and farther, all the birds
Of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire.

Edward Thomas

She Walks in Beauty

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

Lord Byron

A Red, Red Rose

O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That’s sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I:
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry:
Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun:
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.
And fare thee well, my only Luve
And fare thee well, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile

Robert Burns

Give All to Love

GIVE all to love;
Obey thy heart;
Friends, kindred, days,
Estate, good fame,
Plans, credit, and the Muse—
Nothing refuse.
'Tis a brave master;
Let it have scope:
Follow it utterly,
Hope beyond hope:
High and more high
It dives into noon,
With wing unspent,
Untold intent;
But it is a god,
Knows its own path,
And the outlets of the sky.
It was never for the mean;
It requireth courage stout,
Souls above doubt,
Valour unbending:
Such 'twill reward;—
They shall return
More than they were,
And ever ascending.
Leave all for love;
Yet, hear me, yet,
One word more thy heart behoved,
One pulse more of firm endeavour—
Keep thee to-day,
To-morrow, for ever,
Free as an Arab
Of thy beloved.
Cling with life to the maid;
But when the surprise,
First vague shadow of surmise,
Flits across her bosom young,
Of a joy apart from thee,
Free be she, fancy-free;
Nor thou detain her vesture's hem,
Nor the palest rose she flung
From her summer diadem.
Though thou loved her as thyself,
As a self of purer clay;
Though her parting dims the day,
Stealing grace from all alive;
Heartily know,
When half-gods go
The gods arrive.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You

I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.

Pablo Neruda

To You

LET us twain walk aside from the rest;
Now we are together privately, do you discard ceremony,
Come! vouchsafe to me what has yet been vouchsafed to none—
Tell me the whole story,
Tell me what you would not tell your brother, wife, husband, or physician.

Walt Whitman

Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Maya Angelou

An Evening

A sunset's mounded cloud;
A diamond evening-star;
Sad blue hills afar;
Love in his shroud.
Scarcely a tear to shed;
Hardly a word to say;
The end of a summer day;
Sweet Love dead.

Gwendolyn Brooks

I'm Nobody! Who Are You?

I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us - don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!

Emily Dickinson

Classic Poems

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Always Marry An April Girl

Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, April cloudy,
Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy;
April soft in flowered languor,
April cold with sudden anger,
Ever changing, ever true --
I love April, I love you.

Ogden Nash

Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day

Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.
Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.
Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,
because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

Pablo Neruda

One Hundred Love Sonnets

I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries
the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,
and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose
from the earth lives dimly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you directly without problems or pride:
I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love,
except in this form in which I am not nor are you,
so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,
so close that your eyes close with my dreams.

Pablo Neruda

If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

Pablo Neruda

Unending Love

I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, its age-old pain,
Its ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time:
You become an image of what is remembered forever.
You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played along side millions of lovers, shared in the same
Shy sweetness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewell-
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.
Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you
The love of all man’s days both past and forever:
Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life.
The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours –
And the songs of every poet past and forever.

Rabindranath Tagore

That I did always love
I bring thee Proof
That till I loved
I never lived—Enough
That I shall love alway
I argue thee
That love is life
And life hath Immortality
This—dost thou doubt—Sweet
Then have I
Nothing to show
But Calvary

Emily Dickinson

The Good-Morrow

I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then?
But sucked on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den?
’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be.
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.
And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown,
Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.
My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp north, without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.


Sonnet 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no; it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests, and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

William Shakespeare


The Nymph that undoes me, is fair and unkind;
No less than a wonder by Nature designed.
She's the grief of my heart, the joy of my eye;
And the cause of a flame that never can die !
Her mouth, from whence wit still obligingly flows,
Has the beautiful blush, and the smell, of the rose.
Love and Destiny both attend on her will;
She wounds with a look; with a frown, she can kill!
The desperate Lover can hope no redress;
Where Beauty and Rigour are both in excess!
In Sylvia they meet; so unhappy am I !
Who sees her, must love; and who loves her, must die!

Sir George Etherege

How Do I Love Thee?

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Love’s Language

How does Love speak?
In the faint flush upon the telltale cheek,
And in the pallor that succeeds it; by
The quivering lid of an averted eye —
The smile that proves the parent to a sigh
Thus doth Love speak.
How does Love speak?
By the uneven heart-throbs, and the freak
Of bounding pulses that stand still and ache,
While new emotions, like strange barges, make
Along vein-channels their disturbing course;
Still as the dawn, and with the dawn's swift force —
Thus doth Love speak.
How does Love speak?
In the avoidance of that which we seek —
The sudden silence and reserve when near —
The eye that glistens with an unshed tear —
The joy that seems the counterpart of fear,
As the alarmèd heart leaps in the breast,
And knows, and names, and greets its godlike guest —
Thus doth Love speak.
How does Love speak?
In the proud spirit suddenly grown meek—
The haughty heart grown humble; in the tender
And unnamed light that floods the world with splendor;
In the resemblance which the fond eyes trace
In all fair things to one belovèd face;
In the shy touch of hands that thrill and tremble;
In looks and lips that can no more dissemble—
Thus doth Love speak.
How does Love speak?
In the wild words that uttered seem so weak
They shrink ashamed in silence; in the fire
Glance strikes with glance, swift flashing high and higher,
Like lightnings that precede the mighty storm;
In the deep, soulful stillness; in the warm,
Impassioned tide that sweeps through throbbing veins,
Between the shores of keen delights and pains;
In the embrace where madness melts in bliss,
And in the convulsive rapture of a kiss—
Thus doth Love speak.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

A Dream Girl

You will come one day in a waver of love,
Tender as dew, impetuous as rain,
The tan of the sun will be on your skin,
The purr of the breeze in your murmuring speech,
You will pose with a hill-flower grace.
You will come, with your slim, expressive arms,
A poise of the head no sculptor has caught
And nuances spoken with shoulder and neck,
Your face in pass-and-repass of moods
As many as skies in delicate change
Of cloud and blue and flimmering sun.
You may not come, O girl of a dream,
We may but pass as the world goes by
And take from a look of eyes into eyes,
A film of hope and a memoried day.

Carl Sandburg

Cute Poems

Need to cheer a friend up? Have a bit of a laugh? Send a sweet little poetry nothing to a lovely person you’re attracted to? This list of cute poems will help you out.

Call Me Cute Again

I wear my knitwear
Because wearing my knitwear is peaceful.
Because when they see me over there
Wearing my knitwear
They don't feel scared
They only think I'm peaceful.
They notice my awkward stare
And think
"There's no need for me to be scared
Because he's wearing knitwear
And wearing knitwear is peaceful."
So they say hello
And start a conversation
Free of care
As I think about stripping their skin
And knitting it there -
With all the others -
Into my knitwear.



That silly feeling inside,
Bubbly or fluttery?
I can't decide.
It's as if a million butterflies are just there,
Underneath your skin tickling you without a care,
They want you to know that these feelings are rare.
Embrace them don't push them.
Just let them happen.


What i know about you

You're nervous
A bit of a wreck
But you never fail to smile at yourself when you mess up
As you always do
You're damaged
That much is clear
But your smooth laugh puts the whole room at ease
No matter how scarcely it surfaces
You've been hurt by everyone
Yourself included
But you'd rather die
Than put someone down
Because you truly believe every achievement is worth all the stars in the sky
You're quiet
Sometimes it's a little annoying
But who can blame you
You mean no harm
You're self conscious
I mean arent we all
But you put everyone else back together so they cant resist to love themselves a little more
No matter how much


Thinking of you

I thought of you today
But thats nothing new
I thought about you yesterday
and the day before that too
for every day good or bad you'll always be in my head
I hope you've understood everything iv said
This isn't just a joke or a silly lie
Id never do anything to make you wanna cry
I'm sorry if i do something to make you really mad
It only comes back and makes me really sad
I really do love you and everything you are
I hope this relationship gets really far
Ill never get you out i simply don't know how
In fact I'm thinking of you right about now
Your everything i need and everything to me
You know exactly who you are and what you want to be
You always make me smile just by being there
I hope you know how much i really do care
Every time i think of you my stomach seems to twist
This is why i love you, Ive made a huge list
The list goes on forever and never will it end
Neither will our relationship you'll aways be my friend
not just a simple friend but a special friend at that
I want to spend my whole life with you, i really do Matt
I honestly love you
I hope you love me too
This isn't just a stupid game
I really hope you feel the same
Because today tomorrow my whole life through
I will never stop loving you

Lisa marie

I Love You To This Day

I can't seem to forget about you
I wouldn't know the reason why
All you've done is cause pain
And left me here to cry
I showed you how much i loved you
But you still didn't care
You saw me cry more then once
And all you did was stare
I was always there for you
I was like your best-friend
I was willing to be that one girl
Till the very end
I was willing to do anything
To prove my love for you
Obviously i didn't try hard enough
Cuz it don't seem like it went through
So why do i still miss you
And wanna see you once more
What is it about you
I simply love and adore
I don't know why it was
That i stayed close by your side
I guess i had too much love for you
It was burning me inside
We went through it all
It was too much for you to take
I was the one that cared the most
And the one that cried the lake
Hopefully you'll realize
Without me your life's off track
That without me you ain't nothing
And you'll soon come running back
Because you wont find another girl
That can ever compare to me
It might take you quite some time
But at last you'll finally see
I don't know why you left me
I wanted you to stay
The reason why I keep thinking about you
Is cuz I love you to this day
I will never stop loving you
Even though you made me cry
We've been through so much things together
Ill love you till the day I die



The love we share, has made us one.
From rising moon, to setting sun.
On your wings, my heart does soar.
Across the sea, and along the shore.
Into the future and back to the past.
The happiness we have will always last.
When we met, your lips I kissed.
So soft and gentle, moistened by mist.
Your eyes they stared, into my soul.
Made me realize, with you I'm whole.
So yes my love, this you know.
Throughout eternity, I won't let go.
My love is yours, forever true.
Words can't measure, my love for you.


What it is to live

He walked through the door a tear in his eye
He lifted his sleeve and wiped it dry
He took a deep breath and stepped into the room
He closed his eyes he saw the gloom
She was there so very quiet and still
She seemed as though she was never ill
He slowly walked closer to her
The few weeks before became a blur
He reached out for her small white hand
Held it tight but could not understand
He took his ring placed it on her chain
Took his sleeve and wiped his eyes again
He slowly sat on the small white chair
Put out his hand and touched her hair
So perfect and blonde so long and neat
Without you I am incomplete
He whispered, I love you in her ear
Although you're gone you're always here
And at that moment his hand moved from her hair
To his heart you're always there
He slowly stood up and again took her hand
Things were clear he could now understand
Even if she wasn't there with him
Inside his heart could never be dim
He placed her hand down by her side
Her imprint she left so deep inside
For the last time he softly kissed her
Still her body did not stir
He turned to walk toward the door
Then turned back to look once more
Her new small ring shone in the light
He closed the door she had lost her fight
And as surely as he said that day
In his heart she will always stay

Jacqui Armstrong

My Baby

Whenever I Think Of Him
I Just Cant Help But Smile
He Fills Me With Such Happiness
And Makes My Life Worth While
Wrapping Me Up In His Arms
Making Me Feel So Secure
I Know Whenever I'm With Him
That He's The One For Sure
I Think About Him Everyday
And Dream Of Him Every Night
Theres No One Else Like Him
I Know That He's Mister Right
He's Everything I Could Ask For
My Sunshine On A Rainy Day
And Every Whisper From His Lips
Just Makes Me Simply Melt Away
He Keeps Me Happy When I'm Mad
And Makes Me Smile When I Cry
He Is As Good As It Can Get
There Will Never Be Another Guy
It Doesnt Matter What Happens
He's Always There To Dry My Tears
To Tell Me That I'm So Beautiful
And Help Chase Away All My Fears
Out Of Everyone In This World
He Could Never Be Replaced
He Is In My Heart Forever
And Never Will He Be Erased
Nothing Can Change My Mind
Theres Just No One Else For Me
No One Can Compare To Him
He Will Always Be My Baby

Emily Strickland

I cannot write poetry with
you whispering in my ear
I cannot write poetry when
I think your name, my dear
I cannot write poetry
when I see you in my dreams
I think I love you too much;
I cannot write poetry, it seems.


The days

I wish for the day
The day at which my dreams
The day they turn into reality
The day I no longer have to live in my head
Those days are nowhere near yet
But hopefully we have the strength to go on
The strength to keep fighting for our dreams
I can’t wait for the day
The day which I crave not to sleep so I can enjoy reality


Take me to the secret garden
Gird me in rose petals
Drench me in the scent of lavender
And let me dance with the wildest fairies
If I should die
Burn me
And plant white daisies in my ashes
So that
Even in death
I’ll produce
Something beautiful.’


All I can feel is tears dropping down my face
I can hear the people talking about me
Those voices in my head, they are like demons summoning me
The blades cutting through my skin, like a hacksaw
All my feelings come rushing at once
I’m not skinny, I’m not pretty those are the words they use
Ugly, fat, repulsive I don’t know why they do?
I’m just like them aren’t I?
They want me gone, just like that
I can tell I’m getting worse, cuts are getting deeper,
More and more scars cover my body
My wrists look like chopping blocks,
Walls come crashing down next to me,
The pain, anger and the confusion
I believe the things they say, I’m worthless
I try lots of things to be like them,
But the demons aren’t going to get me. I’m not letting them.
I’m too strong for them, for this, for everything.


Famous Poems

The most renowned poetry writers of all time have one thing in common. They sang of love. Find some of the most famous love poems, from Shakespeare to Omar Khayyam here.

To My Dear and Loving Husband

If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay;
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let’s so persevere,
That when we live no more, we may live ever.

Anne Bradstreet

When I Was One-and-Twenty

When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
“Give crowns and pounds and guineas
But not your heart away;
Give pearls away and rubies
But keep your fancy free.”
But I was one-and-twenty,
No use to talk to me.
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard him say again,
“The heart out of the bosom
Was never given in vain;
’Tis paid with sighs a plenty
And sold for endless rue.”
And I am two-and-twenty,
And oh, ’tis true, ’tis true.

A.E. Housman

The Sorrow of True Love

The sorrow of true love is a great sorrow
And true love parting blackens a bright morrow:
Yet almost they equal joys, since their despair
Is but hope blinded by its tears, and clear
Above the storm the heavens wait to be seen.
But greater sorrow from less love has been
That can mistake lack of despair for hope
And knows not tempest and the perfect scope
Of summer, but a frozen drizzle perpetual
Of drops that from remorse and pity fall
And cannot ever shine in the sun or thaw,
Removed eternally from the sun’s law.

Edward Thomas

In Muted Tone

Gently, let us steep our love
In the silence deep, as thus,
Branches arching high above
Twine their shadows over us.
Let us blend our souls as one,
Hearts’ and senses’ ecstasies,
Evergreen, in unison
With the pines’ vague lethargies.
Dim your eyes and, heart at rest,
Freed from all futile endeavor,
Arms crossed on your slumbering breast,
Banish vain desire forever.
Let us yield then, you and I,
To the waftings, calm and sweet,
As their breeze-blown lullaby
Sways the gold grass at your feet.
And, when night begins to fall
From the black oaks, darkening,
In the nightingale’s soft call
Our despair will, solemn, sing.
Paul Verlaine


Forever you and me

I cant explain the way I feel for you
With any words I say or actions I do
I don't know if you can really see
That you mean everything to me
Your the one I've been looking for
And now I've got you I wont look anymore
I'd never cheat & would never lie
Because I don't want what we have to die
I hope whenever I see you my heart beats fast
Like it does now, I hope this feeling lasts
I cant imagine not wanting to see your face
Or that being without you will be my better place
If I'm upset or feeling alone
I run to your arms and with you I'm at home
Happiness and smiles is all that you bring
I know this is real love not a school-girl fling
I cant wait to spend each day together
I cant wait till you say me and you is forever
I love you, I'll keep saying it so you'll see
Your my one and only love, its forever you and me


Falling out of love

I wish so much that I could hold you.
A simple desire, yet so hard to do.
This is a love so hopeless, but yet,
As hard as I try, I can not forget.
I want to move on, I try every day,
to get a grip on these feelings and throw them away.
But everyday I pathetically remain,
Adoring you amazingly with nothing to gain.
I want to let go of what I’m holding so tight,
and let these feelings trail off into the night,
But as soon as my hold loosens, I grab and don’t miss
Because I don’t know how to feel anything but this.
I’ve become dependent on these feelings, that I feel every day,
without them I’m lost and my hopes are astray.
So now I don’t know how to live on my own,
Without thoughts of you, I’ll be so alone.
I want to get over you, but you’ve changed me too much,
All I want is to hold you and grasp on and clutch,
Because you are the one. I don’t want to let go.
You’re everything I need, you’re all that I know.
I tried to move on, that’s something I can’t do,
But no matter what I think, I only want you.
I just need some time, when I can, I’ll move on,
I’ll face life without you when I am strong.
But for now I just can’t, that’s way to tough,
I didn’t know falling out of love could be rough.

Sammi Morris

Love's Secret

Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind doth move
Silently, invisibly.
I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears.
Ah! she did depart!
Soon after she was gone from me,
A traveller came by,
Silently, invisibly:
He took her with a sigh.

William Blake

Love for a Hand

Two hands lie still, the hairy and the white,
And soon down ladders of reflected light
The sleepers climb in silence. Gradually
They separate on paths of long ago,
Each winding on his arm the unpleasant clew
That leads, live as a nerve, to memory.
But often when too steep her dream descends,
Perhaps to the grotto where her father bends
To pick her up, the husband wakes as though
He had forgotten something in the house.
Motionless he eyes the room that glows
With the little animals of light that prowl
This way and that. Soft are the beasts of light
But softer still her hand that drifts so white
Upon the whiteness. How like a water-plant
It floats upon the black canal of sleep,
Suspended upward from the distant deep
In pure achievement of its lovely want!
Quietly then he plucks it and it folds
And is again a hand, small as a child's.
He would revive it but it barely stirs
And so he carries it off a little way
And breaks it open gently. Now he can see
The sweetness of the fruit, his hand eats hers.

Karl Shapiro

The Look

Strephon kissed me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed at all.
Strephon’s kiss was lost in jest,
Robin’s lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin’s eyes
Haunts me night and day.

Sara Teasdale

I Am Not Yours

I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.
You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.
Oh plunge me deep in love—put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
A taper in a rushing wind.

Sara Teasdale

Love’s Language

How does Love speak?
In the faint flush upon the telltale cheek,
And in the pallor that succeeds it; by
The quivering lid of an averted eye–
The smile that proves the parent to a sigh
Thus doth Love speak.
How does Love speak?
By the uneven heart-throbs, and the freak
Of bounding pulses that stand still and ache,
While new emotions, like strange barges, make
Along vein-channels their disturbing course;
Still as the dawn, and with the dawn’s swift force–
Thus doth Love speak.
How does Love speak?
In the avoidance of that which we seek–
The sudden silence and reserve when near–
The eye that glistens with an unshed tear–
The joy that seems the counterpart of fear,
As the alarmed heart leaps in the breast,
And knows, and names, and greets its godlike guest–
Thus doth Love speak.
How does Love speak?
In the proud spirit suddenly grown meek–
The haughty heart grown humble; in the tender
And unnamed light that floods the world with splendor;
In the resemblance which the fond eyes trace
In all fair things to one beloved face;
In the shy touch of hands that thrill and tremble;
In looks and lips that can no more dissemble–
Thus doth Love speak.
How does Love speak?
In the wild words that uttered seem so weak
They shrink ashamed in silence; in the fire
Glance strikes with glance, swift flashing high and higher,
Like lightnings that precede the mighty storm;
In the deep, soulful stillness; in the warm,
Impassioned tide that sweeps through throbbing veins,
Between the shores of keen delights and pains;
In the embrace where madness melts in bliss,
And in the convulsive rapture of a kiss–
Thus doth Love speak.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I Love You

I love your lips when they’re wet with wine
And red with a wild desire;
I love your eyes when the lovelight lies
Lit with a passionate fire.
I love your arms when the warm white flesh
Touches mine in a fond embrace;
I love your hair when the strands enmesh
Your kisses against my face.
Not for me the cold, calm kiss
Of a virgin’s bloodless love;
Not for me the saint’s white bliss,
Nor the heart of a spotless dove.
But give me the love that so freely gives
And laughs at the whole world’s blame,
With your body so young and warm in my arms,
It sets my poor heart aflame.
So kiss me sweet with your warm wet mouth,
Still fragrant with ruby wine,
And say with a fervor born of the South
That your body and soul are mine.
Clasp me close in your warm young arms,
While the pale stars shine above,
And we’ll live our whole young lives away
In the joys of a living love.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

For Wife

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Will You Be My Wife?

I am going to give my life to you
A funny thing to say
You will understand when I am through
It will all be okay
I have given you my love
There is nothing I will not do
Brought together from above
I give it all to you
I will honor you for all of life
Treasuring each and every day
I will treat you as my blessed wife
I know no other way
All my love I give
My heart and soul for you
Forever I will live
My love inside you
On my knee I propose
With you I share my life
Each day our love grows
Will you be my wife?

Bill Turner

The Light Of My Life

In the darkness,
I found your light.
When all was hopeless,
your beauty shown bright.
When I thought that I
could love no more.
You touched my heart,
to the very core.
You made me smile,
when I could only frown.
You picked me up
when I was down.
When all was lost
you gave me life.
You brought me joy
instead of strife.
Now i think of you
every day and night.
you came into my life
and made everything right.
i smile when we're together
and when we are apart.
the presence of your beauty
stops my very heart.
i hope as time goes on
you will see how i feel.
and i hope that you will see
that these feelings are for real.
I love you truly,
I love you wholly.
I love you completely,
I love you solely.

Hopeless Romantic

In those days I visited a local park,
hoping something would happen. Life
perhaps, or a check in the mailbox
so I could leave the apartment where
I was not living, lights turned off,
only water brown in its unflushed toilet.
This, I knew, was the life of an animal.
A bird, perhaps, a pigeon, gray and ugly,
waiting for crumbs to be tossed away.
A cold, damp bench was my favorite
like a drunk has a favorite barstool.
At first the pigeons gathered around,
waiting, wanting what I could not give,
but as soon as they realized I had nothing
they accepted me as one of their own.
All day we sat in our stale seconds,
our connection made possible mostly
by our lack of will to do anything else.
The silver winter sun was a dime
flipped in the air by some bored god,
and puddles lay about like mirrors
thrown into the gutter. City trees,
bearded with frost, bent forward like
beggars begging passersby for warmth.
But the pigeons, huddled together,
sat stoically, as if inside them beat
small hearts like white dwarf stars.
Daily no check came, and few crumbs.
What did come were joggers and taxi cabs
that sent pigeons scrambling a few feet.
What surprises us, in the end, is action,
will enough to shuffle and endure, when
there is no other ambition within you.
I too felt this odd urge to continue on,
to scurry just enough out of the way
of tragedy, to escape the tires of bikes,
stones thrown by kids, bolts of grief,
to survive long enough to make it here
to your luxurious embrace, my love.


I have a heart and its quite broken.
I read your words, as if they were actually spoken.
You will always love her for the rest of your life,
But she’d never want you; she was another man’s wife.
She used you & left you a shell of a man.
I picked you up & gave you all that I can.
I give you my all, but it was never enough.
Reading the memoirs you write for her is extremely tough.
I hate a woman I’ve never even seen.
She took the best of you, & left you a wreck.
To her, you were merely an escape & a fling.
The day she abandoned you, you felt her stings.
But why spend so, so many years trying to turn back time?
I’ve got the punishment for another woman’s crime.
I hate myself for being the second best.
I should have left you alone & searched like the rest.
But for you I felt pity, as I saw a person to heal.
But my emotions are now wasted, you don’t care how I feel.
I should feel loved, wanted & desired.
Instead I feel lonely, weary & tired.
A few words of wisdom to myself.
Its better to be left up on the shelf.
Don’t put up with the less than you deserve.
You should always be the priority, never a reserve.


This Union

Union you want
With the earth and sky,
This union we all need with love,
A golden wing from God’s heart just
Touched the ground,
Step upon it
With your brave sun-vows
And help our eyes



I am yours as the summer air at evening is
Possessed by the scent of linden blossoms,
As the snowcap gleams with light
Lent it by the brimming moon.
Without you I'd be an unleafed tree
Blasted in a bleakness with no Spring.
Your love is the weather of my being.
What is an island without the sea?

Daniel Hoffman

The More Loving One

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.
How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.
Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.
Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.

W. H. Auden


She drew a name full of winning flesh,
Victory, I mean, so that any Yes she has to say
We might say is a Yes achieved happily all her own—
And he drew a name large as any god,
Large as a wall in the center of the night, and as calm,
God in the most gracious, the tenderest way.
To be, like them, in a tenderness now,
Chill as April; to feel ourselves, like themselves,
In a communion of that sprung blood; and to trust
That in the dark, in even the wild, forbidding dark
Which by fact must come, is no threat,
No sudden evidence to break and unheat—
Then we’re complete. Flesh falls away. Gods do.
I will make a man out of you, says one
To the other. I will make a woman. Isn’t that
What to say I choose you means, means I let go
The name I held only for myself to step sharply into yours,
Into that bareness each for the other makes,
Outside the old conceptions, the old laws,
No she, no he—but together you become a single self
That spans the sense of the imagination,
Wiser than the oldest language, which is love,
More patient than the deepest song.

Rickey Laurentiis

For Her

She is beautiful
She is beautiful with make up on
She is beautiful without it on
She is beautiful when she isn't smiling
She is beautiful when she is smiling
She is beautiful when she is smirking
She is beautiful on the inside
She is beautiful on the outside
Her hair is perfect
Oh, she is beautiful
I love making her smile
I love your smile.
Oh, how I love her just as she is


You've Touched My Heart

.You've given me a reason
For smiling once again,
You've filled my life with peaceful dreams
and you've become my closest friend.
You've shared your heart felt secrets
And your trust you've given men,
You showed me how to feel again
To laugh, and love, and see.
If life should end tomorrow
And from this world I should part,
I shall be forever young
For you have touched my heart.


For You

I'd die for you
cry for you
kill for you
put my life on still for you
I'd fight for you
do right by you
do anything you want me to
I'd leave with you
never look back
you're my only light
when everything is black
without you I don't think
my heart can beat
I've fallen in love with you
you've swept me off my feet.
and so it goes,
I love you
I'd do anything and everything
just for you.


Poetry Quotes

If your heart is full of love but you find it hard to find the right words to express it to your loved one, these poetry love quotes might offer an elegant and thought out way to do so.

The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds.

Nicholas Sparks

When you trip over love, it is easy to get up. But when you fall in love, it is impossible to stand again

Albert Einstein

Romance is the glamor which turns the dust of everyday life into a golden haze.

Elinor Glyn

Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.

Nicole Krauss

They say that true love is defined by the ability of two people to wait as long as it is needed. We have to be patient and we will get what we are eager to. I have waited long enough and now I finally have you.


It isn’t easy to say the three simple words “I love you”, but it is even harder to wait and do your best to prove these words.


True love waits. So you don’t need to be afraid of waiting. When the time is right, true love will be back to you.


When you miss someone badly, it is a good way to train your heart to be patient and open to love.


Love isn't love until you give it away.

John H. MacDonald Jr.

One who marries for love alone will have bad days but good nights.


Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses.

Ann Landers

Love is when the other person's happiness is more important than your own.

H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.

Mother Teresa

Short Poems

Brevity is the sister of wit. Check out this collection of short love poems for inspiration and you might pick a short and beautiful piece of poetry that is just right for your loved one.

It Feels So Lovely To Be In Love

It feels so lovely to be in love,
You my darling are no less than a blessing from above.
You lighten up, not just my day, but my whole life,
You give me strength when I feel weak with your beautiful smile.


Thank You Baby

Thank you for flooding me with all the love and care,
Thank you my darling for always being there.
Your presence feels wonderful, like a ray of hope,
And your love baby is so addictive like dope! .


True Tender Love

Love is a feeling so tender and pure,
Love is an instant connection, an allure,
True love holds nothing,
But gives so much,
The feeling of love is wonderful as such,
Love is life,
Without it, it's tough to strive!


Love You Best

Love is like a lump of gold,
Hard to get, and hard to hold.
Of all the girls I've ever met,
You're the one I can't forget.
I do believe that God above,
Created you for me to love.
He chose you from all the rest,
Because he knew I would love you best.

Robert Pearson

Doubting New Love

The past has left burnt bridges,
The present gave me you
The future brings me promise
With things I want to do.
But all my battles I've fought
Left me weary weak and low
Would not be worth the troubles
If I'd never know …
Would you be mine forever
Would you hold me close
Would you cherish me my love
Or would you let me loose?

Johnny Sarcone

Loving You

I'll be loving you
No matter what we go through
Come hail, sleet or snow
I'm not letting you go
Rich or poor, I guarantee
You'll always have me
Cause I'm so blessed to have you near
Each day, month and year
Only God above
Could have given this love
Though the toughest times
You've proven your mine
You're a wish come true
Ooh, I love loving you.

Patricia Bankhead

Love Message

Lets hold our hands together
Lets celebrate each other
With renewed and great ardor
Our love is warmer and warmer.
My love, my sweetheart,
My message for you
I love you with all my heart
You and only you!

Gabor Timis

Your Eyes

The sweet glances from your eye
So mysterious and deep
Makes my heart to jump,
The smile on your thin lips
Make my head spin,
Without you I feel
I have nothing close to me.


I want my love to always my side
From all the typhoons to hide.
Love ebbs and flows like a tide,
Come near me, stay on my side.


The Girl Whom I Love

This is a short love poem for a girl
Whom I knew before I have no existence,
My soul was then in the nature,
Revolving with the earth’s revolution.
This my poem is for a girl,
Who is the angel of light
Send to the earth to fight
The monsters of loveless
Loneliness which were in me.


Cute Poem for a Nice Girl

I know a girl who is better than strawberry.
She is farer than the grand white Fujiyama.
She is purer than the water of the wholly Suraj Tal
From where the stream of Chandra flows down
The gorgeous heights of the Himalayas.
She is the spring of joy to me,
Do you know the girl?


I'll plant a row of daisy seeds,
In the space below each eye,
So they'll remind you of your beauty,
When they bloom each time you cry.


Funny Poems

One of the best ways to say the three words is to say it in good humor. Find some of the best funny love poems here to confess your love in a cute and unconventional way.

For you only

Hey you know what?
My world is topsy turvy,
Since the time I am love with you
You do have a clue?
That I so love you honey poo,
My sweetie I love you!


My One-Eyed Love

I've fallen in love- I don't know why
I've fallen in love with a girl with one eye.
I knew from the start. It was plain to see
That this wonderful girl had an eye out for me
She's charming and witty and jolly and jocular
Not what you'd expect from a girl who's monocular.
Of eyes - at the moment - she hasn't full quota
But that doesn't change things for me one iota.
It must be quite difficult if you're bereft.
If your left eye is gone and your right eye is left.
But she's made up her mind. She's made her decision.
She can see it quite clearly in 10/20 vision.
She'll not leave me waiting, not left in the lurch
If she looks slightly sideways she'll see me in church.
I'll marry my true love who's gentle and kind.
And thus prove to everyone that loves not quite blind.

Andrew Jefferson


They do it without realizing,
They don't really have a clue,
Reading between the lines,
Is something they just can't do.
When there is an argument,
They think they're always right,
No matter what we say or do,
They didn't start the fight.
They blame it on our hormones,
And never take the rap,
If they call us moody bitches,
Then they get a slap.

Jessica Miles

A Night With My Lady

Her body glistens in the light
I urge to play with her all night
I pick her up and hold her steady
Take a deep breath, we both are ready.
I run one hand up her long neck
Just touching her makes me euphoric
Across her body, my right hand goes
I've been practicing, believe me, it shows.
Her body glistens in the light
I urge to play with her all night
I pick her up and hold her steady
Take a deep breath, we both are ready.
Another deep breath, the tension mounts
Have to stay focused, every moment counts
I am ready lets get movin'
Here it goes, we both start groovin'.
Her body glistens in the light
I urge to play with her all night
I pick her up and hold her steady
Take a deep breath, we both are ready.
I start out slow to get in the swing
As I do she starts to sing
The sounds and feelings grow more immense
The movements, become more intense.
Her body glistens in the light
I urge to play with her all night
I pick her up and hold her steady
Take a deep breath, we both are ready.
She screams and screams, while I am gropin'
My heart stops as I see the door open
My mom walks in and with a frown
Says, Your guitar is too loud, please turn it down.

Jared M. Stein

Puberty Love Poem

Last year I thought that you were icky as I ate my glue,
But this year I can see that I have greatly misjudged you.
Your retainer gleams with moonlight beams when you smile in my direction.
I can see through greasy hair that we have a connection.
My armpit hair is growing just as fast as our romance,
And now that I'm like 5 foot 5 I think I have a chance.
There's something about my love for you that others just don't get.
The things I like about you are as many as my zits.
I've not seen you for a while now and I hope you're doing well,
Because I think my armpits have a very lonely smell.
If I were left without you I would have a heart attack,
So let me serenade you with this song from Nickleback.
You want to play Diablo with me? I hope you won't mind.
I think you would be purple, you're a legendary find.
I want to see your visage more than any other faces,
'Cause like my Warcraft druid, you have charmed me with your graces.
You're beautiful, you're wonderful, you make my heart go boom,
Just like the can of Axe I unleashed upon this room.
I know that you will love me, and I know it will be neat,
Because my shampoo label says, "Rinse, attract, repeat."
Though I may be awkward, this poem may be weird,
And my good side may be tough to see through my patchy beard,
My mind is going crazy, but one thing is true:
My random hormones have paired me with you.

Mitch Jones

Loving an Xbox Vs Me

I don't have a controller,
And I don't have a screen,
I don't need to be plugged in,
I'm not grey and green.
I can't make sound effects,
Or visuals that are fantastic,
You can't put me on a shelf,
Because I'm not made of plastic.
However, I do have curves,
Will keep you entertained all the same,
You can't insert a disc,
But we can make our own little game.

Sarah Allen

Your beauty is so bright,
Your eyes shine like the twilight.
Your lips are so sweet,
To kiss them would be a treat.
I still can’t believe that you are my girl,
You are, by far, the best thing in my world.
Please know I’m not saying this because you are mad,
But if you feel like forgiving me, honey, I’d be so glad!


Honey, if you’ll please recall,
The day we met I was not smooth at all,
So please give me another chance right now,
To hit on you again and make you say wow!
I need a map because I’m lost in your eyes,
I must have won a contest and you must be my prize!
Can I take a picture of you to show Santa what I want?
You look so delicious you must own a restaurant!
Look at you with all those curves and me with no brakes,
I’ve gotta ask do you want some fries with those shakes.
Roses are red and violets are blue,
Be my Cinderella, because the shoe fits you.
I must be dead, cuz I see an angel right now,
You’re so gorgeous you should take a bow.
Oops, I lost my phone number, could I have yours?
So you’re the reason for all of those wars!
Apart from being beautiful, what do you do for a living?
Would you like to be a queen, so I can be your king?
I was taught to pursue my dreams, so I’m gonna chase you, okay?
Your feet must hurt from running around in my mind all day.
I’m sorry I forgot all these pick-up lines when we first met,
But if you’ll recall that’s cuz of all my drool and sweat!


Did you notice I remembered to put the seat down?
And that I washed all the dishes last night?
Were you aware of how attentive I was,
When you came home in such a fright?
You may have noticed, I’m doing so well,
Listening to all the things you request.
I’m adapting myself and becoming a better man,
I even massage you when you are stressed.
Remember the day I took the trash out,
And wiped down the counter so well?
If you’ll recall I made breakfast in bed,
I’m trying so hard, can’t you tell?
And just in case you hadn’t noticed,
This poem is especially for you.
And if you don’t like it, my darling angel,
Well, sorry, there’s just nothing I can do.


How did you get to be such an amazing man?
Never have I seen someone who can do all you can.
I look at you and gasp in awe,
You are the best that I ever saw.
You are the perfect man for any woman,
You’re just so good at making me grin.
Everything you do is so perfect for me,
You are precisely my cup of tea.
Now I suppose I should give credit where credit is due,
And remind myself that I did a great job re-training you!


I tried to write funny love poems for you,
I attempted as well some cute and silly ones too.
But it seems I haven’t yet learned how to rhyme,
So, I beg of you honey, please give me some time.
One of these days I will figure it out,
Until then I hope that you will not pout.
Trust me, my man, you really do inspire me,
I’m just not good with words, as you can plainly see.
It’s not that easy to come up with love poems, you know,
So for now I’ll just find another way for my love to show.


Your Clumsy Valentine

You've seen me take a fall,
You've seen me make mistakes
I'm sure you've often said,
"This is all I can take!"
I am your clumsy Valentine
that much is true,
But as ungraceful as I am
I truly love you,
I'll never be president
or a romantic book cover,
But one thing you can bet on
I'm gonna love you forever!