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love poems?

Yeats.. or was it Keats? Elizabeth Barret Browning's famous 'how do I love thee' poem also... but yeah, google it.
 
Jean has a good answer. Even if the writing you produce lacks aesthetic merit and would be considered utter crap in comparison to quality literature, there are greater things out there than can be said with words, and expression more genuine than can be spoken through a love poem.

At the same, time what sort of poem do you need? What would you like it to say? From what time period and in what structure? What kind fo love (as separated by cultural understanding and layers of metaphysical significance)?

Narrow it down and I'll help you find something.


Cheers ! 🙂

PS

weirdichi, both of those guys wrote some excellent poems. For example:

John Keats, Bright Star, Would I Were Steadfast as Thou Art

Bright star, would I were steadfast 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 steadfast, 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.


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 on my dreams.



I like this one, as an examination of one facet of the words:

Alfred Austin, Love's Trinity

Soul, heart, and body, we thus singly name,
Are not in love divisible and distinct,
But each with each inseparably link'd.
One is not honour, and the other shame,
But burn as closely fused as fuel, heat, and flame.

They do not love who give the body and keep
The heart ungiven; nor they who yield the soul,
And guard the body. Love doth give the whole;
Its range being high as heaven, as ocean deep,
Wide as the realms of air or planet's curving sweep.
 
I dont care how inept you are with poetry, if you write it yourself, it will mean infintely more to the person to whom you are writing it.
 
Originally posted by: Mak0602
this love poem is sayin that i'm tellin her that i love her for the first time
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Like I said, write it yourself. It will mean much much more than anything you pull from somone else.

 
Originally posted by: Swag1138
Originally posted by: Mak0602 this love poem is sayin that i'm tellin her that i love her for the first time
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Like I said, write it yourself. It will mean much much more than anything you pull from somone else.
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Not true imo. Affectiveness is more important than meaning.

(i.e. see 'Cyrano de Bergerac' 😀)
 
One of Shakespeare's sonnets is good. I don't remember which one. Will edit if I find out what it is.... 🙂

EDIT: Actually, a couple of his sonnets are pretty good. I'm still looking for which ones!!
 
Like a dream come true
When we're together
The feelings I get
Like never before.

You make me feel,
More than I've ever felt
I care for you,
In a way I never thought possible

Without you
I am a shadow
Everything to me
I love you.
 
I wrote this one a while back:


Excuse me
For being so clumsy
I'm usually steady on my feet, you see
Must've been a slip-
...........................pery step
I just
......stumbled
And
.....fell
........in
.........love

(excuse the ... but the forum likes to parse out my spacing. 🙂 )
 
Originally posted by: nativesunshine
One of Shakespeare's sonnets is good. I don't remember which one. Will edit if I find out what it is.... 🙂

EDIT: Actually, a couple of his sonnets are pretty good. I'm still looking for which ones!!
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The one everyone including Sting knows part of, and I'm quite fond of myself:

SONNET #130 By William Shakespeare

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses demasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.



Also good: Ani DiFranco's "As Is" (song from Little Plastic Castles)
 
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