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Love Poems

Speak your heart out with a Love Poem and let that special someone know what you feel about them. Poets play with words and put out their heart and soul to show their flowing river of emotions they carry for him or her. Poems About Love will express your sentiments and emotional affections you bear for your love. Dedicate, read or share a Beautiful Love Poem to the person you admire the most. We have shortlisted a few Eternal Love Poems for you to blissfully read to someone or share with the love of your life. Pour your exquisite romantic feelings, with the rhythmic words, to the person you are madly and deeply in love with.

 

You don't have to be a poet to express your feelings to the person you love, just pick the relevant poem that fits to your bosom. There are number of poets and their poems hidden somewhere in the pages of books, giving tribute to love and its eternal feeling. Don't worry you don't have to go through all those, as we present to you some Cute, Classic, Deep and Teen Love Poems below. Peep through the list of Lovely Poems we have shortlisted for you and pick up the one that suits to your feelings the most.

 

Scroll down further to go through the English Love Poems and dedicate one to the person you love the most.

 

Love by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

We cannot live, except thus mutually

We alternate, aware or unaware,

The reflex act of life: and when we bear

Our virtue onward most impulsively,

Most full of invocation, and to be

Most instantly compellant, certes, there

We live most life, whoever breathes most air

And counts his dying years by sun and sea.

But when a soul, by choice and conscience, doth

Throw out her full force on another soul,

The conscience and the concentration both make

mere life, Love. For Life in perfect whole

And aim consummated, is Love in sooth,

As nature’s magnet-heat rounds pole with pole.

 

 

 

The red rose whispers of passion

And the white rose breathes of love;

O, the red rose is a falcon,

And the white rose is a dove.

But I send you a cream-white rosebud

With a flush on its petal tips;

For the love that is purest and sweetest

Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

 

 

 

Love’s Philosophy by Percy Bysshe Shelley

The fountains mingle with the river

And the rivers with the ocean,

The winds of heaven mix for ever

With a sweet emotion;

Nothing in the world is single,

All things by a law divine

In one another’s being mingle—

Why not I with thine?

 

See the mountains kiss high heaven,

And the waves clasp one another;

No sister-flower would be forgiven

If it disdain’d its brother;

And the sunlight clasps the earth,

And the moonbeams kiss the sea—

What is all this sweet work worth

If thou kiss not me?

 

 

If I Could Have Just One Wish

I would wish to wake up every-day

to the sound of your breath on my neck,

the warmth of your lips on my cheek,

the touch of your fingers on my skin,

and the feel of your heart beating with mine…

Knowing that I could never find that feeling

with anyone other than you.

 

 

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.

 

For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes,

Brightly expressive as the twins of Lœda,

Shall find her own sweet name, that, nestling lies

Upon the page, unwrapped from every reader.

Search narrowly the lines! — they hold a treasure

Divine — a talisman — an amulet

That must be worn at heart. Search well the measure —

The words — the syllables! Do not forget

The trivialest point, or you may lose your labor!

And yet there is in this no Gordian knot

Which one might not undo without a Sabre,

If one could merely comprehend the plot.

Enwritten upon the leaf where now are peering

Eyes scintillating soul, there lie perdus

Three eloquent words oft uttered in the hearing

Of poets, by poets — as the name is a poet’s, too.

Its letters, although naturally lying

Like the knight Pinto –Mendez Ferdinando–

Still form a synonym for Truth. — Cease trying!

You will not read the riddle, though you do the best you can do.

cal January 25, 2022 at 1:15 am

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