Love poems
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I have been tricked by flying too close
© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
I have been tricked by flying too close
to what I thought I loved.
The Red And White Rose
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
THE Red Rose bowed one golden summer's night,
The Red Rose bent, low whispering to the White,
"Thou pallid shadow of a beauteous flower,
Unchanged from purpling dawn to sunset hour;
The Sea
© Lewis Carroll
There are certain things -a spider, a ghost,
The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three -
That I hate, but the thing that I hate the most
Is a thing they call the SEA.
Dirge For Two Veterans
© Walt Whitman
THE last sunbeam
Lightly falls from the finish'd Sabbath,
On the pavement here-and there beyond, it is looking,
Down a new-made double grave.
When Green Leaves Come again
© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
WHEN green leaves come again, my love,
When green leaves come again,--
Why put on such a cloudy face,
When green leaves come again?
To William Shelley. Thy Little Footsteps On The Sands
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
Thy little footsteps on the sands
Of a remote and lonely shore;
The twinkling of thine infant hands,
Where now the worm will feed no more;
Thy mingled look of love and glee
When we returned to gaze on thee--
Kinsman
© John Greenleaf Whittier
Where ceaseless Spring her garland twines,
As sweetly shall the loved one rest,
As if beneath the whispering pines
And maple shadows of the West.
After-Life
© Christopher Pearse Cranch
O BOON and curse in one this ceaseless need
Of looking still behind us and before!
Gift to the soul of eyes that cannot read
Life's open book of cabalistic lore;
Kenoza Lake
© John Greenleaf Whittier
As Adam did in Paradise,
To-day the primal right we claim
Fair mirror of the woods and skies,
We give to thee a name.
Inscription
© Alaric Alexander Watts
Stranger! if from the crowded walks of life
Thou lovest to stray, and woo fair Solitude
The Last Room
© Bliss William Carman
THERE, close the door!
I shall not need these lodgings any more.
Now that I go, dismantled wall and floor
Reproach me and deplore.
Anti-heroine
© Judith Viorst
I'd planned to be Heathcliff's Cathy,
Lady Brett, Nicole or Dominique or Scarlett O'Hara.
The Company Of Lovers
© Judith Wright
We meet and part now over all the world;
we, the lost company,
take hands together in the night, forget
the night in our brief happiness, silently.
The Proud Poet
© Adelaide Crapsey
Great Kings were dust and all their deeds forgot
Did my harp's taut and burnished strings stand mute;
From: A Few Figs From Thistles
© Edna St. Vincent Millay
Oh, think not I am faithful to a vow!
Faithless am I am save to love's self alone.
Maiden's Heart.
© Robert Crawford
The sweet, fresh, red rose
of a maiden's heart
That opes in the dewy
ecstasy of love.
To The Superior Animal
© Anna Laetitia Waring
To sum up all, I'm old - and that's
A fact the years decide;
It is a common thing with cats
And not a thing to hide.
Canto de Esperanza (With English Translation)
© Rubén Dario
Un gran vuelo de cuervos mancha el azul celeste.
Un soplo milenario trae amagos de peste.
Se asesinan los hombres en el extremo Este.
Love Song
© Dorothy Parker
My own dear love, he is strong and bold
And he cares not what comes after.
