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  1. Gurjyot Singh
    Gurjyot Singh at |

    These are some of the most beautiful poems I have read. All of these are beautifully written and some are so good that those have inspired me to improve my poetry skills.

    I would also like to know if you have a list of best poems for valentine?
    And thanks again for sharing these wonderful poems.

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  2. texshelters
    texshelters at |

    That Burns poem is such a cliche as to be a joke. PTxS

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  3. Anonymous
    Anonymous at |

    Great poetry! The heart, indeed, is our second mind. Could not have been said better.

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  4. Joseph P. DiMino
    Joseph P. DiMino at |

    “The Heart” by Joseph P. DiMino

    You can tell it
    What to do—
    Be firm,
    Be smart—
    But never forget,
    The heart has a mind
    Of its own;

    You can tell it
    Where to go—
    With whom
    To board
    And flow—
    But even
    Little children
    Should know,
    The heart has a way
    Of its own;

    You can tell it
    How long to stay,
    With whom to make
    House and play—
    Making vows
    To never betray,
    But the heart
    Has a time
    Of its own;

    Yes, the heart loves…
    And the heart roams;
    Often new faces
    And voices
    Not our
    Imagined choices—
    The heart is never
    Entirely known

    For sure,

    The heart
    Is a subject
    Alone—

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  5. Viviane
    Viviane at |

    Love Poem
    (by John Frederick Nims)

    My clumsiest dear, whose hands shipwreck vases,
    At whose quick touch all glasses chip and ring,
    Whose palms are bulls in china, burs in linen,
    And have no cunning with any soft thing

    Except all ill-at-ease fidgeting people:
    The refugee uncertain at the door
    You make at home; deftly you steady
    The drunk clambering on his undulant floor.

    Unpredictable dear, the taxi drivers’ terror,
    Shrinking from far headlights pale as a dime
    Yet leaping before apopleptic streetcars—
    Misfit in any space. And never on time.

    A wrench in clocks and the solar system. Only
    With words and people and love you move at ease;
    In traffic of wit expertly maneuver
    And keep us, all devotion, at your knees.

    Forgetting your coffee spreading on our flannel,
    Your lipstick grinning on our coat,
    So gaily in love’s unbreakable heaven
    Our souls on glory of spilt bourbon float.

    Be with me, darling, early and late. Smash glasses—
    I will study wry music for your sake.
    For should your hands drop white and empty
    All the toys of the world would break.

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    1. M and m
      M and m at |

      its so nice it helps my homework and the love poems makes me happy and crazy OH MY GUSH

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  6. pritam kr saxena
    pritam kr saxena at |

    Love is….
    That told u to bath in colder brezze
    Silent but make u crazy

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  7. pritam kr saxena
    pritam kr saxena at |

    Love is only things that should be care

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  8. Richard Wright
    Richard Wright at |

    Please is there any secret about how a good poet who is underground could make himself and his work known to the world like other poets? Please help if you can!

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  9. Richard Wright
    Richard Wright at |

    CONGRATULATIONS! nice list!! But I sugest the topic should rather be in a form that the “TOP” should be removed off the lineage of the words forming the topic or blog if I may say.I wish any of had ever read one of the African romantic poems entitled “In Your Presence” by David Diop,it’s my best so far!

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  10. VELMIN BALU
    VELMIN BALU at |

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

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  11. claire
    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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  12. poem
    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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  13. Sandra Klose
    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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  14. Ronoe
    Ronoe at |

    romantic indeed ,it has drive me high.capturing.

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  15. Ssegawa sam
    Ssegawa sam at |

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

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  16. James Miller
    James Miller at |

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

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  17. Sara S
    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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  18. Lesley Anderson
    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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    1. Alex Banner
      Alex Banner at |

      Adjusting
      New ring, new shoes, new heart
      But how many times they broken apart,
      adjusting to opening up again now I know how many men’s was playing, never seem to understand why they leave the bruises on me and thought win.
      adjusting to what can’t they understand they never win, Due to the fact when you bruise me your only losing me, could be a wife, best friend, who knows ?! Adjust to that …
      Adjusting to the fact my love deeper than any ocean wider than any mountain above
      The only person can handle this adjustment is my only true love ….

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  19. Lizzie
    Lizzie at |

    To adultish! Write poems for teenage love!

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  20. travis
    travis at |

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

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  21. aman khan
    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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  22. Roger Dawson
    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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  23. Love Poems
    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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  24. John Brady
    John Brady at |

    Lamar – great poem

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  25. Famous Love Poems
    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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  26. One Love poems
    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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  27. Ricker
    Ricker at |

    What about Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe??

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

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  28. Maddy
    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
      kkaris at |

      Yay 116!!!

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