Best Marriage Poems

To keep your marriage brimming
With love in the loving cup,
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I wandered through each chartered street,
Near where the chartered Thames does flow,
A mark in every face I meet,
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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.
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Marriage is not
a house or even a tent
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To grow old is to lose everything.
Aging, everybody knows it.
Even when we are young,
we glimpse it sometimes, and nod our heads
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I'll tell you something: every day
people are dying. And that's just the beginning.
Every day, in funeral homes, new widows are born,
new orphans. They sit with their hands folded,
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Farewell!--God knows when we shall meet again.
I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins
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WEAVERS, weaving at break of day,
Why do you weave a garment so gay? . . .
Blue as the wing of a halcyon wild,
We weave the robes of a new-born child.
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Call it a good marriage -
For no one ever questioned
Her warmth, his masculinity,
Their interlocking views;
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You always read about it:
the plumber with the twelve children
who wins the Irish Sweepstakes.
From toilets to riches.
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O marriage-bells, your clamor tells
Two weddings in one breath.
SHE marries whom her love compels:
- And I wed Goodman Death!
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Brown eyes with sparkling light,
Standing before me just to right,
Inviting me near but not to fight,
May be closer views and clear sight,
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Krakatoa roars lava flows
Natives scattered to death
Grasses no longer need a mow
Leaving no lives and wealth
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Deprived of root, and branch and rind,
Yet flowers I bear of every kind:
And such is my prolific power,
They bloom in less than half an hour;
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A marriage of two
is for love that is true

A marriage of two
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I.

I dream of you walking at night along the streams
of the country of my birth, warm blooms and the nightsongs
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'The hot night makes us keep our bedroom windows open.
Our magnolia blossoms.Life begins to happen.
My hopped up husband drops his home disputes,
and hits the streets to cruise for prostitutes,
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Mark but this flea, and mark in this,
How little that which thou deny'st me is;
It sucked me first, and now sucks thee,
And in this flea, our two bloods mingled be;
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The deck of an ancient ship. At the right of the stage is the mast, with a large square sail hiding a great deal of the sky and sea on that side. The tiller is at the left of the stage; it is a long oar coming through an opening in the bulwark.
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We believe in Marxfreudanddarwin.
We believe everything is OK
as long as you don't hurt anyone,
to the best of your definition of hurt,
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In these deep solitudes and awful cells,
Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells,
And ever-musing melancholy reigns;
What means this tumult in a vestal's veins?
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Then Almitra spoke again and said, 'And what of Marriage, master? '

And he answered saying:

You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
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Father, this year's jinx rides us apart
where you followed our mother to her cold slumber;
a second shock boiling its stone to your heart,
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We find out the heart only by dismantling what
the heart knows. By redefining the morning,
we find a morning that comes just after darkness.
We can break through marriage into marriage.
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In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead.
The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
Prudence is a rich, ugly old maid courted by Incapacity.
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Perceived love at first sight,
Provide vigour and might,
Against every odds, path right,
Never out of goal keeping in sight,
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How wise I am to have instructed the butler
to instruct the first footman to instruct the second
footman to instruct the doorman to order my carriage;
I am about to volunteer a definition of marriage.
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Strange now to think of you, gone without corsets & eyes, while I walk on
the sunny pavement of Greenwich Village.
downtown Manhattan, clear winter noon, and I've been up all night, talking,
talking, reading the Kaddish aloud, listening to Ray Charles blues
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He was as old as my grandfather and I, just twelve.
Marriage meant nothing to me, not even a new cheeram.
He lived in penance and I, just a little child, tended the aashram,
Never cared for, not even acknowledged of my existence.
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What does the horse give you
That I cannot give you?

I watch you when you are alone,
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Some people,
no matter what you give them,
still want the moon.
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Should I get married? Should I be Good?
Astound the girl next door with my velvet suit and faustaus hood?
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Name, my Laura, name the whirl-compelling
Bodies to unite in one blest whole--
Name, my Laura, name the wondrous magic
By which soul rejoins its kindred soul!
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The Poles rode out from Warsaw against the German
Tanks on horses. Rode knowing, in sunlight, with sabers,
A magnitude of beauty that allows me no peace.
And yet this poem would lessen that day. Question
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Though you know it anyhow
Listen to me, darling, now,
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Rintrah roars and shakes his
fires in the burdenM air,
Hungry clouds swag on the deep.
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This institution,
perhaps one should say enterprise
out of respect for which
one says one need not change one's mind
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If I were a cinnamon peeler
I would ride your bed
And leave the yellow bark dust
On your pillow.
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The arc of my brain reshaped for
The room to fill senses and madness
Acronyms and seduction amalgamated
Boundaries of essence essentials
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Hi sweetie pie so divine
Your beauty is so refined
The day has come to define
You’re my lucrative Valentine
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After the first astounding rush,
after the weeks at the lake,
the crystal, the clouds, the water lapping the rocks,
the snow breaking under our boots like skin,
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The Three Kisses ©

The kiss of hello
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At 1:30 in the morning a fart
smells like a marriage between
an avocado and a fish head.
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In my room, I talk
to my invisible guests:
they do not argue, but wait
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1.

The dark socket of the year
the pit, the cave where the sun lies down
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Kasinath the new young singer fills the hall with sound:
The seven notes dance in his throat like seven tame birds.
His voice is a sharp sword slicing and thrusting everywhere,
It darts like lightening - no knowing where it will go when.
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When the morning star,
Sees first sun ray,
And disappears,
In grief and distress,
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My life, like a sandbar,
has been taken over by a monster of a man
who wants my body under his control
so that, if he wishes,
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The new hath come and now the old retires:
And so the past becomes a mountain-cell,
Where lone, apart, old hermit-memories dwell
In consecrated calm, forgotten yet
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1FROM THE NURSERY


When I was born, you waited
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It reminded me off years of marriage
Life passed easily on simple carriage
Happy days with joy and I could manage
Nothing went wrong with time and passage
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For the Marriage in Cana of Galilee

Dark-eyed,
O woman of my dreams,
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When that rich soul which to her heaven is gone,
Whom all do celebrate, who know they have one
(For who is sure he hath a soul, unless
It see, and judge, and follow worthiness,
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This plot of ground
facing the waters of this inlet
is dedicated to the living presence of
Emily Dickinson Wellcome
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The gloom that breathes upon me with these airs
Is like the drops which stike the traveller's brow
Who knows not, darkling, if they bring him now
Fresh storm, or be old rain the covert bears.
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Age old saying about marriage,
Sacred bonding and not carriage,
It is not freedom from cage,
Necessarily arising with completion of age,
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I’m an American. So you know I KNOW about equality, right?
And I’m married. I strive for spousal equality with all my might!
Let me share with you how I help to keep my marriage EQUAL.
I’m so good at it that this is my 3rd marriage sequel.
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Reality is a question
of realizing how real
the world is already.
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Wake up o'Lord, it's winter's vernal shine
Dawning to be consecrated with mercy Thine
Whilst yet a darkling sky's in full moon shine
In tardy treads it's pinking too fine
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Long ago I wished to leave
" The house where I was born; "
Long ago I used to grieve,
My home seemed so forlorn.
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SURELY among a rich man s flowering lawns,
Amid the rustle of his planted hills,
Life overflows without ambitious pains;
And rains down life until the basin spills,
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GIVE me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full-dazzling;
Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard;
Give me a field where the unmow'd grass grows;
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There is a fork in a branch
of an ancient, enormous maple,
one of a grove of such trees,
where I climb sometimes and sit and look out
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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:
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O little mouse, why dost thou cry
While merry stars laugh in the sky?
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It is believed that all pairs are decided in heaven,
Many agree and accept golden phrase even,
Lucky are those who get desired partner,
Unlucky are those who become good listener,
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I saw a famous fountain, in my dream,
Where shady path-ways to a valley led;
A weeping willow lay upon that stream,
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To make a glass cup
It takes few minutes,
But to break it up,
It takes split seconds.
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Bangle sellers are we who bear
Our shining loads to the temple fair...
Who will buy these delicate, bright
Rainbow-tinted circles of light?
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Alone far in the wilds and mountains I hunt,
Wandering amazed at my own lightness and glee,
In the late afternoon choosing a safe spot to pass the night,
Kindling a fire and broiling the fresh-kill'd game,
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Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn:
Leave me here, and when you want me, sound upon the bugle-horn.

'T is the place, and all around it, as of old, the curlews call,
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My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky;
Contrariwise, my blood runs cold
When little boys go by.
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To wed, or not to wed; that is the question;
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The bills and house rent of a wedded fortune,
Or to say "nit" when she proposes,
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King Dushyant in a chariot, pursuing an antelope, with a bow and quiver, attended by his Charioteer.
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My wedding-ring lies in a basket
as if at the bottom of a well.
Nothing will come to fish it back up
and onto my finger again.
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Rose Red's hair is brown as fur
and shines in firelight as she prepares
supper of honey and apples, curds and whey,
for the bear, and leaves it ready
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The ache of marriage:

thigh and tongue, beloved,
are heavy with it,
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'It is the future generation that presses into being by means of
these exuberant feelings and supersensible soap bubbles of ours.'
- Schopenhauer
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Gave serious thought and tried to be assertive,
Have some say and never be submissive,
Not to look crook but not also passive,
Easy to take respect and ready to give,
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Out of the church she followed them
With a lofty step and mien:
His bride was like a village maid,
Maude Clare was like a queen.
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Marriage sanctifies sex,
sex consummates marriage.
But why prefer sex before marriage,
is there one or more reasons to consider?
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Colonialism in its last moments is pushed to the centre stage -
the recoiling phenomenon intensely illuminated
by The Flame Of Liberty.
Roused by the prospect of emancipatory freedom,  
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The gay young men and the love-sick girls,
and the abandoned widows suffering in sleepless delirium,
and the young pregnant wives of thirty hours ...
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And the just man trailed God's shining agent,
over a black mountain, in his giant track,
while a restless voice kept harrying his woman:
'It's not too late, you can still look back
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I woo'd a woman once,
But she was sharper than an eastern wind.
Tennyson
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Reject me not if I should say to you
I do forget the sounding of your voice,
I do forget your eyes that searching through
The mists perceive our marriage, and rejoice.
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To my friend George Fleming author of 'The Nile Novel' and
'Mirage')
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SHE lived in storm and strife,
Her soul had such desire
For what proud death may bring
That it could not endure
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Lips' language to lips' ears.
Two drinking each other's heart, it seems.
Two roving loves who have left home,
pilgrims to the confluence of lips.
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Come, my darling, let us dance
To the moon that beckons us
To dissolve our love in trance
Heedless of the hideous
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Music and silver chimes and sunlit air,
Freighted with the scent of honeyed orange-flower;
Glad, friendly festal faces everywhere.
She, rapt from all in this unearthly hour,
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Have the poets left in the garment a place for a patch to be patched by me; and did you know the abode of your beloved after reflection?2

The vestige of the house, which did not speak, confounded thee, until it spoke by means of signs, like one deaf and dumb.
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A centre and an expansion
a life centred expanding
the force of the centre whirls
a life without limit but it says
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THANK God, bless God, all ye who suffer not
More grief than ye can weep for. That is well--
That is light grieving ! lighter, none befell
Since Adam forfeited the primal lot.
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Si (she) may go; Si (she) may go,
Left with no option but to forgo
She had expressed desire earlier,
I termed her as complete liar,
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Religions are poems. They concert
our daylight and dreaming mind, our
emotions, instinct, breath and native gesture
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Elected Silence, sing to me
And beat upon my whorlèd ear,
Pipe me to pastures still and be
The music that I care to hear.
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World will cease to exist and face extinction,
Not to differentiate and make the distinction,
It all hinges on the word exploitation,
Simple logic and need no explanation.
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On a sunny brae, alone I lay
One summer afternoon;
It was the marriage-time of May
With her young lover, June.
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