Best Romance Poems

When I have fears that I may cease to be
my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
high-piled books, in charactery,
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Romance, who loves to nod and sing,
With drowsy head and folded wing,
Among the green leaves as they shake
Far down within some shadowy lake,
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Honesty is beautiful
Kindness is beautiful
Intelligence is beautiful
Talent is beautiful
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What have you got in your knapsack fair,
White moon, bright moon, pearling the air,
Spinning your bobbins and fabrics free,
Fleet moon, sweet moon, in to the sea?
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Biology invigorated by Chemistry and empowered by Geography
infuses us with a plethora of poignant sensations, embraced by
thevelvet of tenderness and clasped in the arms of monogamy.
My heart is made of metal and yours, my virtuous bride, of magnet.
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ENDYMION.

A Poetic Romance.
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I've known the pleasures of being
fired at least eleven times—

most notably by Larry who found my snood
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4ever my friend you will always be
And you'll always be the number 1 girl to me
I know we've known each other 4 so long
And the friendship we've built has always been strong
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Come to the theatre, discern the actions, there on the stage,
With actors giving you their all, your interest to engage,
The light, scenery and music, the atmosphere is great,
There's drama, and there's comedy, it's a chance to celebrate.
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Do not ask, my love, for the love we had before:
You existed, I told myself, so all existence shone,
Grief for me was you; the world’s grief was far.
Spring was ever renewed in your face:
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Open your eyes
Open your heart
Give just a little
You will get such alot
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So you want a piece of my
Rosy, cushy, juicy pie
I’m afraid, without romance on supply
This refined lady is not going to comply
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~ LINGERIE- IG* ~
Ms. NIVEDITA
UK
28.10.09.
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Give to barrows, trays, and pans
Grace and glimmer of romance;
Bring the moonlight into noon
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I cannot explain the way I feel about you
Girl, you're always on my mind
Everytime I often think of you
I get a funny feeling that
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Maybe a little romance is needed
Lightening our days in all this grey
To place a smile on our faces
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Walk down to me
Beautiful dreamer.
Collect the dewdrops
On a smoothy leaf,
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~ SPURNED LOVE ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
26.09.09.
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O golden-tongued Romance with serene lute!
Fair plumed Syren! Queen of far away!
Leave melodizing on this wintry day,
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Come, rest awhile, and let us idly stray
In glimmering valleys, cool and far away.

Come from the greedy mart, the troubled street,
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There was a knock upon my door
…In…the light…was she
Grab your coat and in the rain
Come take a walk with me
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KEEP IN SOUL SLOT
Ms. Nivedita
UK
December 14th 2009.
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‘Fall in, that awkward squad, and strike no more
Attractive attitudes! Dress by the right!
The luminous rich colours that you wore
Have changed to hueless khaki in the night.
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When Susan's work was done, she'd sit
With one fat guttering candle lit,
And window opened wide to win
The sweet night air to enter in;
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To drift with every passion till my soul
Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play,
Is it for this that I have given away
Mine ancient wisdom, and austere control?-
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O golden-tongued Romance with serene lute!
Fair plumed Syren! Queen of far away!
Leave melodizing on this wintry day,
Shut up thine olden pages, and be mute.
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a small landlocked country
eastern Pyrenees mountains
bordered by Spain and France
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The rain

Has no beauty
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Poet is a poignant being
thrives with self internalizing
with intellect can communicate
expresses sentiments quite innate
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597

It always felt to me—a wrong
To that Old Moses—done—
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Perfume of tenderness
Soft hugs of kindness
Lips filled with honesty
A heart of loyalty
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The eyes are windows of the heart
Wherein transparency will show
A myriad feelings to impart
From where in sadness, tears do flow.
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When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high piled books, in charactry,
Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain;
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The Mountains
A land of sombre, silent hills, where mountain cattle go
By twisted tracks, on sidelings deep, where giant gum trees grow
And the wind replies, in the river oaks, to the song of the stream below.
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Her moon is the everlasting cream
In my coffee of stars.
I stir in the hopes she appears
In half dark twinkles of night.
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I must be the centre of attention
And reaffirm my desirability.
I must feel validated as a woman
And re-experience the romance of love.
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Loss it seems is the worst kind of sorrow
Loss of dreams, the dreams of tomorrow
Loss of the moments you two should have shared
Loss of opportunities to show her you cared
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‘ROMANCE POINT’ [1]
esspeecee … [06.10.08.]

Questing the fragrance
...

She

I'm waiting for the man I hope to wed.
I've never seen him - that's the funny part.
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Today a daughter and a princess
Tomorrow a mother or a mistress

Up! Up! Up! Women
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Turn on again, that old, once new film of your life -
it's called the 'establishing shot'; and as it pans
across your once-favourite city, corny in the sunshine,
arty in the dusk and rain, the home to all your dreams,
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LOVE, most beautiful natural instinct life has given us,
LOVE, mother nature provides the many loves for basic survival,
LOVE, the greatest demand and motivation within humans,
LOVE, strongest mental force from these instinctive wants.
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I dispute his permutation!
At least twice a day; him, I curse
and me; he often pinches and wrenches!
Well! I understand his compulsions
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MAMIE beat her head against the bars of a little Indiana
town and dreamed of romance and big things off
somewhere the way the railroad trains all ran.
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I’m writing the poetry of fragile souls
Sitting quietly in the broken sunlight
Of hopeful but fleeting romance.
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We wake up slowly,
shaded by romance.
She looks like a film,
that I am lucky to attend.
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A paper soul
An empty hole
Left out in the pouring rain
Now soaked
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Dewdrops and starlight
danced in my being,
deep down in the valley of my soul.
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True, the time, to one who does not love farce,
And if misery must be prefers it nobler, shows apparent vices;
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crimson nights
crimson rains
medieval trees
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Fragrance of flowers, Soul mates in pair
Running with romance, Taking loves dare
Making the moments, Without despair
Smiles of sunshine, Blossoming air
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Away with your fictions of flimsy romance;
Those tissues of falsehood which folly has wove!
Give me the mild beam of the soul-breathing glance,
Or the rapture which dwells on the first kiss of love.
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Some expressions are made for you,
Some words speak to care,
Some lines are penned to view,
Some thoughts live to share.
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Vitreous shinning of moon,
In the springtime mother's pique
A train carried me from dark to light,
A rose bud bloomed-
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Searching words in puzzle mazes
Guessing letters in cryptic phrases
Solving clues across and down
Mixing jumbles with pronouns
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Do you ever hear a haunting refrain,
Which takes you back to that moment again,
When memories flow and scenes are set,
And you, once more, relive the time you met.
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I used to be a prancer
a one-eyed song and dancer
But eyes for true romance
I didn't even try
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Born a Virgin Diplomat
To die a Warrior Swan.
Most of them just didn't fit,
The guises I put on.
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1. PC mouse key-board
Online virtual world peeps
Cyber placid hub
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A land, as far as the eye can see, where the waving grasses grow
Or the plains are blackened and burnt and bare, where the false mirages go
Like shifting symbols of hope deferred - land where you never know.
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WOULD it were anything but merely voice!'
The No King cried who after that was King,
Because he had not heard of anything
That balanced with a word is more than noise;
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You and me
In our passionate embrace
Remain warm and cozy
Free from the coldness of outer world.
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Melodies of romance harmonize
with aquamarine ocean
Constant waves gently touch
golden sandy beaches
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Fated to be in a togetherness...
No one comprehends but them.

The fate of fatal lovers,
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She remembers the cherry trees were in bloom when she met him,
Time rolls back,
In a humble cafe, drinking tea,
A man leans across and catches her arm,
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I sit here, an arch-villain of romance,
thinking about you. Gee, I'm sorry
I made you unhappy, but there was nothing
I could do about it because I have to be free.
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Hey boys you know once I was took in by a girl with a twinkly eye
And the first time that I wasn't lookin' she run off with a handsomer guy oh my
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Romance sometimes
.....A fragile thing...
Perhaps...tenacious
...The spirit cling
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Oui, mon vers croit pouvoir, sans se mésallier,
Prendre à la prose un peu de son air familier.
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You are like a tiny boat,
Sailing alone in the blue ocean
Seeking to hug your dream lover
Dipping yourself with intense emotion
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Love
is found;
enraptured
are two, then shared
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Allowing the tinkling
Romance to dance
Ethereally into eternity
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Oh, the charm of idle dreaming
Where the dappled shadows dance,
All the leafy aisles are teeming
With the lure of old romance!
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Most beautiful vision my eyes could behold
Opens before me, like a flower unfolds
Offers me kindness, a pollen so pure
Nectar of love and sorrows one cure
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My Guru forbade me
To touch you, ever!
But I was allowed to
See you, talk to you,
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My soul is lost forever in a dense fog,
Swirling around in a vortex at the edge of an Irish bog.
The fallen tree has now been cut up into logs,
For my open fire, to give me warmth to dream of my desire,
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One hundred ripples I mark today
One hundred steps along my way

One hundred steps lead to the pond
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A conjugal love may lack the thrills of romance,
but from dawn to dusk it's music and dance,
listen to the tune of china clay utensils,
see him, he is busy with paper and pencils,
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My boy, you may take it from me,
That of all the afflictions accurst
With which a man's saddled
And hampered and addled,
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In this, the City of my Discontent,
Sometimes there comes a whisper from the grass,
"Romance, Romance — is here. No Hindu town
Is quite so strange. No Citadel of Brass
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The noise
tore the quiet

as if the night
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In Muse’s Ivory Tower sits
Wisdom and wit transmits
Filigree of imagery knits
Golden hue from there emits.
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Fire is extinguished but the ashes are hot,
Nature writes a story with the same old plot,
How naughty is she with a coin for the slot,
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A classic painting of the beautiful princess ‘Damayanti'
Attractive art work, in conversation with the swan -‘Hamsa',
Takes you on a flight with golden wings of imagination,
To an exotic destination of amour, intrigue and love affair!
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As the scurrying clouds clashed and broke
Sparks of light cut instant pathways
Thunder stamped across the darkening sky
Like an enraged beast, violently hurt
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THE NEO-COMMUNE

Manhood of England,
Dougth of the Shires,
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I have opened the window to warm my hands on the sill
Where the sunlight soaks in the stone: the afternoon
Is full of dreams, my love, the boys are all still
In a wistful dream of Lorna Doone.
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Two hearts beating, one warm one cold
How will this romance ever unfold
How will the passion ever be told
For the love of God please grant me one wish
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Let's go hand in hand to a strange spot
Secretly, stealthily, without paying heed
To what they perceive and say of us
We'll take a walk in hillsides in pair
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Just another case of teenage heartbreak,
all of a sudden he was gone,
and she was crying,
its time to get over romance,
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Let's poison us together
And take this dagger to pierce our hearts
As we buried them to the edge of a field
Where them will grow into the death of a romance
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The canvas of black
On display each night.
Laced with fluffly clouds
Stars lending them a soft light.
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The bugler sent a call of high romance—
“Lights out! Lights out!” to the deserted square.
On the thin brazen notes he threw a prayer,
“God, if it’s this for me next time in France…
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Tonight sheer ecstasy and bliss, first discovered Strictly
Come Dancing, I lose myself in those dancing heroines,
Vin Diesel in the movie XXX stole the show encouraging
the individual to make a difference, Wizards of Waverley
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My soul flew in immortal memory
That last of breath and deep melancholy
For when they reach the scene of romance
Sway sway leaves of courage for all nature round
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Pamela was too gentle to deceive
Her roses. “Let the men stay where they are,”
She said, “and if Apollo’s avatar
Be one of them, I shall not have to grieve.”
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Anything artificial does not help at all,
Artificial cooling lacks nature's call,
Kissing and embracing the sweating sweetheart,
Keeps me so saline whole day her salt,
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Naive little things, words,
yet so effective when strung together
breathing romance
and fading loneliness
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Mills and Boon, Mills and Boon,
ravish me - but not too soon...
Boon and Mills, Boon and Mills,
steam my specs with bedtime thrills...
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Gazing at the parting sun
The day with a deep sigh
Buries her saddened face
Behind the blue veil of night
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