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  1. trueblleu at |

    the list is great.

    have to say, though, pablo neruda should have been here.

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    1. love quote at |

      Thank you Daniel for the Brazilian poem. It’s interesting – have to say it probably lost a fair bit in the translation.

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  2. Anne Iredale at |

    Thanks Trueblleu

    I'm not familiar with Pablo Neruda. In fact, I'm ashamed to say I'm not familiar with non-British, Irish and North American poets (with the exception of a couple of Chinese poets) A situation I intend to put right! However, my favorite novelist is German (Hermann Hesse). Glad you liked the list.

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  3. Daniel at |

    There's also a great brazilian poem, by Vinicius de Morais, called Sonnet of Fidelity, which isn't quite a sonnet when translated (I miss the rhymes and all), but is still a nice poem. Here, you can read it in this site: http://oldpoetry.com/opoem/119640-Vinicius-de-Mor

    But your choices were also nice. ;D

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  4. Angie at |

    I'm surprised not to see e.e. cummings "i carry your heart." It's absoulutely beatiful. But great list otherwise! :)

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  5. Terry Bigham at |

    Here's a love poem by Herman Melville(!):

    The Lover and the Syringa Bush

    Like a lit-up Christmas tree,

    Like a grotto pranked with spars,

    Like white coral in green sea,

    Like night's sky of endless stars,

    To me, like these, you show, Syringa,

    What heightening power has love, believe,

    While here at Eden's gate I linger,

    Love's tryst to keep with truant Eve.

    By the way, Syringa is the scientific name for the lilac.

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  6. TopTenz Master at |

    Terry – I love this line: "While here at Eden's gate I linger, Love's tryst to keep truant Eve."

    Beautiful.

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  7. Anne Iredale at |

    Thank you Daniel for the Brazilian poem. It's interesting – have to say it probably lost a fair bit in the translation.

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  8. Anne Iredale at |

    Thank you Angie for the ee cummings. I read the poem and liked it – very unusual style.

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  9. Anne Iredale at |

    Thank you Terry for the Herman Melville – didn't know he wrote poetry! Really liked this one.

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  10. Shannon at |

    One of my personal favorites is Song: To Celia by Ben Jonson.

    Drink to me, only with thine eyes

    And I will pledge with mine;

    Or leave a kiss but in the cup,

    And I'll not look for wine.

    The thirst that from the soul doth rise

    Doth ask a drink divine:

    But might I of Jove's nectar sup

    I would not change for thine.

    I sent thee late a rosy wreath,

    Not so much honouring thee

    As giving it a hope that there

    It could not withered be

    But thou thereon didst only breath

    And sent'st it back to me:

    Since, when it grows and smells, I swear,

    Not of itself but thee.

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  11. Anne Iredale at |

    Hi Shannon

    I like that.

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  12. Lamar Cole at |

    Only Love

    Love can sometimes be fresh.

    Love can sometimes be new.

    Love can sometimes make you happy.

    And sometimes make you blue.

    Love is the light that radiates from your eyes.

    Love is your image floating in the skies.

    Love is true.

    And darling, the only love for me is you.

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    1. RADHAKRISHNAN at |

      ImmortaL LovE

      Love is all about caring,
      like a small wave of the sea coming closer without daring;
      Love is the heaven’s fountain,
      like the beautiful valley flowing through the vast mountains;
      Love is the god’s most beautiful made bonds,
      this is the only thing of which i am very fond;
      Love is the strongest bond on this earth,
      no one knows when it takes birth;
      Love binds each and every thing,
      which give love birds their wings;
      Love is divine and powerful,
      which makes it more realistic and wonderful;
      Love is like a beautiful dove,
      O the citizens of the world, Please LovE!

      to all the love birds on this valentine……………..

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  13. Lamar Cole at |

    Our Love

    As long as there is love, I will cherish you.

    As long as there is life, I will love you.

    As long as the stars shine above, I will want you.

    As long as there are waves in the ocean, I will need you.

    As long as there is heaven above, there will always be our love.

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  14. Lamar Cole at |

    The Night Was Made For Romance

    The night was made for romance.

    In the night our two hearts dance.

    Under the stars our lips touch.

    In the garden your embrace means so much.

    The night was made for love.

    Our hearts cooing like a white dove.

    Your eyes sparkling like diamonds so white.

    I love you darling with all my might.

    The night was made for caring and trust.

    And darling, God made this night for us.

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  15. Anne Iredale at |

    Hello Lamar

    It would seem you are well known on the net. But you didn't comment on the list. But thanks for finding us.

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  16. lia at |

    Pablo Neruda is really great. "Almost out of the Sky" is awe inspiring – nothing saccarin about it.Dorothy Parker's "Dark Girl's Rhyme" is a beautiful poem about star crossed love.

    I like that they are both bitter sweet examples that tell a tale more layered than multiple lines of full frontal flattery could ever hope to achieve. IMHO ;)

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  17. Anahite C. at |

    John Fuller's Valentine is exhilerating for its sheer earthy, audacious passion. Loved it. It says in the little introduction for him that he is lesser known than his father Roy Fuller. In fact i know a bit of the former's poems. Does anyone have more poems to share? Even Roy's, if he is as good.

    And do add Neruda, as someone suggested.

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  18. cgibbs at |

    Good job, but i would have included a passage from Song of Solomon.

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  19. dopetype at |

    she walks in beauty like the night…..

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    1. kkaris at |

      Ok, I am sorry to be the English snob, but that particular sonnet by Shakespeare is NOT a love poem, if you take a look at the language, you will see that. Plus, there are several others that are considerably more romantic- especially 116, which is my favorite.

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      1. dopetype at |

        you aren’t.
        That poem is by Lord Byron. Not Billy…

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        1. kkaris at |

          Wasn’t referring to “She walks in beauty” I know it is Byron. I didn’t mean to link directly to your comment. I was talking about Sonnet 130 from the list, which is not a romantic poem. Apologies.

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      2. JulietSammules at |

        Good, someone else who caught that!

        For those of you on here who are unaware of what sonnet 116 is:

        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.

        Sonnet 116 is a beautiful poem about love. Sonnet 116 discusses the strength of love when it’s true and the language in general is more focused on romantic ideas. Sonnet 130 is not romantic or touching in any way. Sonnet 130 is focused more on the down side of a long relationship. 130 is saying that he loves her even though she has all of the listed flaws. A list of flaws about the person you love is not something that’s romantic, even if your saying you still love them, and definitely not nearly as romantic as 116. Think about it, if you were in love which would you rather receive from your significant other, a poem about your flaws that at the end says your significant other still loves you anyways or a poem about the strength of their love for you?

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        1. Sarah at |

          Byron’s poem is quite possibly my all-time favourite. However, I would argue that Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130 *is* a love poem! It is not the gushy sentiment of frantic, new love. It is not the sensual praise of desire. It is that sturdy, self-assured love that can only ripen with time. It’s the old man who looks at his aged, fat, wrinkled wife with the thin hair and arthritic fingers, and all he can say is “Isn’t she a beauty?” (Or, as Shakespeare would put it “And yet, by Heaven, I think my love as rare as any she belied with false compare”) :) I have always thought it to be an incredibly romantic sonnet.

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  20. bharat at |

    nice love poem

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  21. Cheryl Losik at |

    What about Andrew Marvell's To His Coy Mistress?

    http://www.luminarium.org/sevenlit/marvell/coy.ht

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  22. Joe at |

    One of my favorites from the man himself, W.B. Yeats.

    He wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

    Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,

    Enwrought with golden and silver light,

    The blue and the dim and the dark cloths

    Of night and light and the half-light,

    I would spread the cloths under your feet:

    But I, being poor, have only my dreams;

    I have spread my dreams under your feet;

    Tread softly because you tread upon my dreams.

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  23. Saekaeru at |

    I find it ridiculous to list Love Sonnet 130 as the number one romantic poem. Can't you read into it at all? It's not exactly romantic. The woman is not complemented but insulted. She's said to have wires for hair, her voice is unpleasant and her breath reeks, her eyes are dull, and so forth. Sure, the ending indicates that regardless of it all the speaker truly loves her.

    But romantic? Not really :P

    Shakespeare has countless poems which are much more romantic than this one.

    Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day for instance.

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    1. Wolf at |

      I just saw this, and normally i dont get involved, but your argument is blooming ridiculous. Shall i compare thee to a summers day is good, but it doesnt have the depth of emotion or truth. it takes no skill to say, oh she has eyes like the sun, lips like coral. other poets did that before shakespeare, here this poem mock those poets while showing that what he is saying is not sweet nothings. He loves to hear her speak, but it is nto the greatest thing he has heard, she is not perfect, nobody is, and yet, he compares her to a goddess and still believes that the love he has for this woman is greater than any love he could have, any woman who would falsely be compared to the sun.

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  24. sophie at |

    My favourite love poem is by anon, I think its called 'Love not me for comely grace

    For my pleasing eye or face,

    Nor for any outward part,

    No, nor for a constant heart.

    For these may fail or turn to ill,

    So thou and I shall sever.

    Keep therefore a true woman's eye

    And love me still but know not why,

    So hast thou the same reason still

    To dote upon me ever.

    It's just simple and I love it.

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    1. abhay at |

      this is lovely.. the beauty lies in its simplicity of thought.. thank you for sharing this..

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  25. Signoro Incognito at |

    "To know, know, know you,

    Is to love, love love you

    And I do"

    Always the slow-dance ladyslayer- late, great Bobby Vinton.

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    1. Signoro Incognito at |

      Why can't you see?

      Oh, how blind can you be?

      To know, know, know you

      Is to love, love, love you

      Just to see you smile

      Makes my life worthwhile

      To know, know, know you

      Is to love, love, love you

      And I do, yes I do, yes I do

      I'll be good to you

      And I'll bring love to you

      Oh, everyone says there'll come a day

      When I'll walk along side of you

      And to know, know, know you

      Is to love, love, love you

      And I do, yes I do, yes I do

      Why can't you see?

      Oh, how blind can you be?

      Someday you'll see

      That you were meant for me

      To know, know, know you

      Is to love, love, love you

      Just to see you smile

      Makes my life worthwhile

      To know, know, know you

      Is to love, love, love you

      And I do, yes I do, yes I do

      And I do, yes I do, yes I do

      Yes I do

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  26. emily at |

    THE BRACELET: TO JULIA

    by: Robert Herrick (1591-1674)

    HY I tie about thy wrist,
    Julia, this silken twist;
    For what other reason is’t
    But to show thee how, in part,
    Thou my pretty captive art?
    But thy bond-slave is my heart:

    ‘Tis but silk that bindeth thee,
    Knap the thread and thou art free;
    But ’tis otherwise with me:
    –I am bound and fast bound, so
    That from thee I cannot go;
    If I could, I would not so

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  27. Raeanne at |

    Umm…so whoever wrote this list didn’t realize that Sonnet 130 is NOT a love sonnet. It’s Shakespeare saying that his mistress is an ugly whore…

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  28. Smurgs at |

    This is the list of top ten ENGLISH LANGUAGE love poems, and should be named so.

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  29. Murchana at |

    The list is good. Especially i like the poem ‘A Drinking Song’ by W.B. Yeats. There are lot of famous love poems in other languages too and I love some sufi poems and they are very romantic also. Rumi’s poems are also very good.

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  30. Agbalaiko Bethel at |

    Its splendidly exciting top poetic romance, how i wish ‘TO HIS COY MISTRESS ‘ was added.

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  31. Maddy at |

    Actually, Sonnet 130 is not a commentary on love at all but is discussing Shakespeare’s opinion that it is ridiculous for poets to compare women to aspects of nature because, clearly, if his love’s eyes were actually like the sun they would burn a hole through his head. To me, Sonnet 116 is much more romantic and it is one of my favorite poems.

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    1. kkaris at |

      Yay 116!!!

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  32. Ricker at |

    What about Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe??

    http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/annabel-lee/

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  33. One Love poems at |

    I would like to be able to heal the wounds, to me
    I leave you when you have a love,
    I would like to specialize in your life,
    And finally leave the drinks,
    Loaded with alcohol.

    I would like to be able to fill me of illusions,
    Thinking that one day I’ll be your love,
    But the sad reality and the songs,
    They say that you always have love,
    And that always only I will be.
    http://lovepoemsforhim-fromtheheart.com/one-love-2

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  34. Famous Love Poems at |

    @Bethel here is the start of the poem To His Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvell for ya!

    Had we but World enough, and Time,
    This coyness Lady were no crime.
    We would sit down, and think which way
    To walk, and pass our long Loves Day.
    Thou by the Indian Ganges side.
    Should’st Rubies find: I by the Tide
    Of Humber would complain. I would
    Love you ten years before the Flood:
    And you should if you please refuse
    Till the Conversion of the Jews.
    My vegetable Love should grow
    Vaster then Empires, and more slow.
    An hundred years should go to praise
    Thine Eyes, and on thy Forehead Gaze.
    Two hundred to adore each Breast.
    But thirty thousand to the rest.
    An Age at least to every part,
    And the last Age should show your Heart.
    For Lady you deserve this State;
    Nor would I love at lower rate.

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  35. John Brady at |

    Lamar – great poem

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  36. Love Poems at |

    You Are On My Mind

    It makes me happy just being by your side
    All those feelings I just canâ??t hide
    Youâ??ll always be in my heart
    Canâ??t bear the pain when were apart

    Nobody is as special as you are to me
    Now I hope you are beginning to see
    Just how much I care for you
    And all my feelings will always be true

    I canâ??t describe how much I care
    But when you need me, I will be there
    To wipe those tears when you are sad
    To make you happy when you are mad

    All these things I really can do
    Just remember Iâ??m thinking of you
    You are on my mind 24-7.

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  37. Roger Dawson at |

    what about the The Changeling by James Russell Lowell

    http://www.famous-love-poems.com/the-changeling-by-james-russell-lowell/

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  38. aman khan at |

    best romantic poem..

    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, it’s age old pain,
    It’s 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 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

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  39. travis at |

    nice website im in a log distance relationship and these poems mean a lot

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  40. Lizzie at |

    To adultish! Write poems for teenage love!

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  41. Lesley Anderson at |

    Here Lizzie, this is for any kind of love: by Emily Dickenson

    Its all I have to bring today
    This, and my heart beside
    This, and my heart, and all the fields
    And all the meadows wide
    Be sure you count should I forget
    Some one the sum could tell
    This, and my heart, and all the bees
    Which in the clover dwell.

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  42. Sara S at |

    Only In Time

    When I think of love
    I think of you
    I think of me
    and all we could be

    I think about “us”
    and know that I must
    stop
    and take a step back

    Because this is all in my head
    a story no one has read
    a secret held close to my heart

    So I sit and I wish
    and I dream of a time
    that when anyone asks
    I can say that you’re mine

    For I once heard a whisper
    or perhaps just my thoughts
    that I’m not the only one
    who wishes
    and dreams
    and dares to believe
    that there will be an “us”
    a “you and me”
    and there will be a time
    that when anyone asks
    I can say that you’re mine

    That time will come
    I know this, I do
    just like I know
    that roses are red
    and violets are blue
    and forever and always
    I have loved you

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  43. James Miller at |

    That is really a nice set of love poems. Thank you for sharing such a beautiful poem.

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  44. Ssegawa sam at |

    I have liked that poem because it is well stated.Thank you!!!

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  45. Ronoe at |

    romantic indeed ,it has drive me high.capturing.

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  46. Sandra Klose at |

    This is one brief poem I came across that means so much:
    I know I don’t need to prove my feelings to know they’re true
    because what I’ve known in my past, doesn’t come close to the experience I’ve shared with you
    I’ve had the experience of being in relationships before
    however, this is the first time I’ve been truly happy… I couldn’t ask for anything more
    it’s an honor to know that I am yours, as you are mine
    and I trust God that He’ll bring us together in His beautiful time

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  47. poem at |

    Secretly, lip want to touch with lip
    Breath want to mixed with breath
    Head want to put on left side of chest
    Silent love has not effective distance
    Minds language just realization.
    From where are to calling me continuously
    and to being looted stamina and thinking
    Standing and waiting aside the road
    To looking green and red signals passerby passing
    Standing and waiting to looking arising and setting
    The Sun day & night passing no variation.
    Secretly want to hug to touch to mix
    to put on for being two in one.

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  48. claire at |

    somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
    E. E. Cummings, 1894 – 1962

    somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
    any experience,your eyes have their silence:
    in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
    or which i cannot touch because they are too near

    your slightest look easily will unclose me
    though i have closed myself as fingers,
    you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
    (touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

    or if your wish be to close me, i and
    my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
    as when the heart of this flower imagines
    the snow carefully everywhere descending;

    nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
    the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
    compels me with the color of its countries,
    rendering death and forever with each breathing

    (i do not know what it is about you that closes
    and opens;only something in me understands
    the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
    nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

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  49. VELMIN BALU at |

    “LOVE IS” MY FAVOURite poem i so and i LOVE it

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