Love Poems
On The Death Of The Beloved
by John O'Donohue
Though we need to weep your loss,
You dwell in that safe place in our hearts,
Where no storm or night or pain can reach you.
Your love was like the dawn
Brightening over our lives
Awakening beneath the dark
A further adventure of colour.
The sound of your voice
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Mind of Heart
by Ghairo Daniels
MIND OF THE HEART
Neither thinking
nor feeling
~ Void ~
Soul penetrates innermost
chamber time to time
takes it on ecstatic
journeys to unknown
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The Glove And The Lions
by James Henry Leigh Hunt
King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport,
And one day as his lions fought, sat looking on the court;
The nobles filled the benches, and the ladies in their pride,
And 'mongst them sat the Count de Lorge, with one for whom he sighed:
And truly 'twas a gallant thing to see that crowning show,
Valour and love, and a king above, and the royal beasts below.
Ramped and roared the lions, with horrid laughing jaws;
They bit, they glared, gave blows like beams, a wind went with their paws;
With wallowing might and stifled roar they rolled on one another;
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The People Upstairs
by Ogden Nash
The people upstairs all practise ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Their bedroom is full of conducted tours.
Their radio is louder than yours,
They celebrate week-ends all the week.
When they take a shower, your ceilings leak.
They try to get their parties to mix
By supplying their guests with Pogo sticks,
And when their fun at last abates,
They go to the bathroom on roller skates.
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Faiz Ahmed Faiz translations by Michael R. Burch
by Michael R. Burch
Faiz Ahmed Faiz (1911-1984) was one of the most famous Urdu poets. In fact, his reputation is such that he has been called "the Poet of the East." His name is often spelled Faiz Ahmad Faiz in English. These are my modern English translations of Urdu poems by Faiz Ahmed Faiz.
Last Night
by Faiz Ahmed Faiz
loose translation by Michael R. Burch
Last night, your memory stole into my heart—
as spring sweeps uninvited into barren gardens,
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Over Again
by Siti Nur Shahirah Azmer
If you want to have all of me
You can kiss me over again
In every moment that you desire
A Sonnet for Anderson
by Lee-Ann Azzopardi
Yr odour is of myrrh
It overwhelms me that I want
To make love to you
But no choice, because of the others
I cannot resist staring at you
Like a shooting star I wish upon every glance
I spend my nights quietly
Composing sonnets, I hope you'll read
Though, I get tongue-tied when you call me in
And runaway in tears after
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I Cherish the Day we met 02
by Mario Odekerken
I cherish the day we met-
not just the moment,
but the air around us,
how time seemed to pause,
as if it,too,was listening.
You smiled,
and something in me softened,
like a door gently opening
after years of silence.
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I Cherish the Day we met 01
by Mario Odekerken
I cherish the day we met-
not for what was said,
but for how the world shifted,
quietly,
as if it had been waiting
for us to notice each other.
I can't stop loving you
by Mario Odekerken
I can't stop loving you.
Even in silence,
your name moves beneath my breath.
It turn from the past,
but it follows-
not as memory,
but as heartbeat.
Some things end,
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Edna St. Vincent Millay (32 poems about Love)
22 February 1892 – 19 October 1950 / Rockland / Maine / United States -