Top 100 Poetry Love Romance Quotes
#1. If you can change the way you think in time you will notice a change in your heart and also a change in your life and the way you see things.
The Prolific Penman
#2. My mind is like a sea
You will only drown,
If you think you can swim
There are things that devours me,
No love can ever save me.
J. Limbu
#3. Sitting on couch, lying legs apart
Dark dirty naked. Smiling at me,
Wicked lazy lusty eyes. I moaned,
When saw movement inside his silent,
The thick forest of pubic hair.
Delicious David
#4. i immerse
myself
in you
like
i immerse myself
into a
beautiful story.
Sanober Khan
#7. I want to have a romance so grand,
it would have made Shakespeare fumble for words.
Sanober Khan
#8. The wind went mute and the trees in the forest stood still. It was time for the last tale.
Lawren Leo
#9. One day I will risk losing you forever. When I'll tell you for the first time that I love you.
Michael Jones
#10. For you, my love, I would endeavor to pluck the stars from the sky, only to shower them at your feet."
"How do you do that?'
"Do what?"
"Say things like that. That's beautiful."
"I've spent years studying poetry, Mrs. Emerson. It's in my DNA.
Sylvain Reynard
#11. Pina colada kisses and cocaine nips
never lie, swear to me that this feeling is real.
Lori Jenessa Nelson
#12. And like nectar inside the bud,
my blood drinks from your blood, beloved,
and starves to join the salvation in your eyes;
to be understood again and again, by your nakedness and certainty, a humbleness that trickles into the crevices of my seasoned mind.
V.S. Atbay
#13. All beautiful distractions, ignites from you.
V.S. Atbay
#14. Lie beside me, oh my beloved! For thy thorns are more pleasurable than the petals of the world.
Hold me in thy arms of hope, for the truth of separation can rest tonight.
Faraaz Kazi
#16. We had scar-tissue
romance and ours was
a relationship of saying
goodbye - every time
we fought, every time
we fucked, and every time
we called it quits, before
picking up our knives
again
Phil Volatile
#17. Time is a watchful adversary, who waits enduringly for that merciless hour, hurrying to work the hands of separation.
Kelly Vang
#18. It's just me throwing myself at you,
romance as usual, us times us,
not lust but moxibustion,
a substance burning close
to the body as possible
without risk of immolation.
Alice Fulton
#19. may
this poetry
be the home
you will someday
come back to.
Sanober Khan
#20. Speak to the breeze cautiously during those lonely summer nights.
Marlen Komar
#21. But he knew she was a star, and he, only human. He was never meant to reach the stars - he could only admire them from afar.
Timothy Joshua
#22. I bought you love poetry! 'I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.'" I blink at him. "Neruda. I starred the passage. God," he moans. "Why didn't you open it?
Stephanie Perkins
#23. the most
beautiful tide
is the sweep
of your heart
against mine.
Sanober Khan
#24. absence
looks like a lake bed flooded with sky
sounds like cotton howling
tastes like tear-stained pillows
smells like churning bile and burnt hair
feels like screaming agony, my heart dying and dying
Beth Morey
#26. Life is about making mistakes. If you don't take chances, blindfolded and frightened as you are, you're not really living, are you? Heartache makes you stronger. Misery is the stuff of good poetry. You're denying yourself much more than the bad things in life by listening to Zita's fortunes.
Kimberly Karalius
#29. If I say your voice is an amber waterfall in which I yearn to burn each day, if you eat my mouth like a mystical rose with powers of healing and damnation, If I confess that your body is the only civilization I long to experience ... would it mean that we are close to knowing something about love?
Aberjhani
#30. His Kiss:
He has me at his every whim;
everything starts with him.
To all the boys I used to kiss
everything stops with his.
Lang Leav
#31. Today I bumped into you again. You seemed like that flower long forgotten in the old diary.
Avijeet Das
#32. And then I met a woman,
now comes the funny part;
with eyes that petrified my brain
and sunk into my heart.
Hugh Antoine D'Arcy
#33. Love can be such a mysterious muse and seductress ... spinning her magical web of stardust and emotional euphoria.
True love sang her siren song and we wrapped that song around us like the sweetest melody.
Jaeda DeWalt
#34. The only thing that mattered to me, was the fact that I mattered to you.
Timothy Joshua
#35. most of the times
it's the hardest
to say
what I love more
you
or
your memory.
Sanober Khan
#36. Brahma and Airavata
Long ago in lands of golden sand
Brahma turned to Saraswati
and gently kissed her inked hand ...
Muse
#37. Hands.
Cheeks.
Eyes.
Lips.
Neck.
Ears.
Thighs.
Heart.
Soul.
Ahh!
the things I get to
savor you with.
Sanober Khan
#38. You smile and draw me near and whisper, "Do as dreamers do."
I lean to you and whisper in your ear, "I cannot dream tonight my Dear. For it is you.
Shaun Hick
#39. I'm a man of integrity. My heart is locked and I have given you the only key.
Delano Johnson
#40. Women like poetry. A soft word in their ears and they melt - a grease spot on the grass.
Mary Ann Shaffer
#41. Deb and I were married on a snowy night - wind cross-wove a veil of snow for her then threw confetti at us as we left the lighted church ...
John Geddes
#42. I'm burning in despair
Love which you distanced from me
Return once again
I'll forgive you again
Return, Page 19
Delicious David
#43. The fear of love can be
replaced by the love of fear
Michael Biondi
#44. Okay, then I'll just say I love you. There is nothing in this world more important to me than you are. I'm only content when you're near. My whole purpose is to be what you need me to be. It's not poetry, but it's from my heart. Will that do?
Colleen Houck
#45. Godlike the man who
sits at her side, who
watches and catches
that laughter
which (softly) tears me
to tatters: nothing is
left of me, each time
I see her ...
Catullus
#46. You hid in my ink and guided my hand. You stained the pages with your silence as God wrote the words, "Be still." Yet, my heart's blindness could only write in loud hues of red, "I love you.
Shannon L. Alder
#47. Don't be afraid of Pain. Pain only comes down to a certain point... beyond that, it can't reach you and the love you have inside.
Eeva Lancaster
#48. kisses... are
and always will be
the only language
that I will have
ever truly known.
Sanober Khan
#49. You are a full of beautiful madness, an unreasonable reason, but you make sense in all things senseless.
S.w.collins
#50. I wanted to write some words you'd remember.
Words so alert they'd leap from the paper,
crawl up your shoulder, lie by your ears,
and purr themselves to you like baby kittens,
but it was rainy, so I laid there and daydreamed about you.
C.L. Foster
#51. Never miss a minute to Sexercise your mind!
Xia Devore
#52. I do not blame him
for not knowing
the gentleness of my soul.
When I only showed him,
how violently
I loved.
Saiber
#53. i write
because
it is
the only way
i can
reach you.
Sanober Khan
#54. Love- if not reciprocated, comes with an expiry date, no matter how strongly we beg to differ.
Manish Pathania
#55. All writers are manipulative liars.
Jack O. Savage, The Poet
Hunter S. Jones
#56. Dear "J"
For the deepest love I have ever known
Through the pain my soul's enriched and I have grown
Maggie Brown
#58. I ache not from need -
but from my heart's gluttony of you.
Muse
#59. what is a journey
without someone who wanders
if sometimes a pair
is made of two
Lori Jenessa Nelson
#60. I am a lover of love and I am a lover of words, and the two together spin visions of airy castles, but also may pierce the heart of hope. And so I remind you that I am a fool, a poet, and what matters is reality, not lovely words. Words are full of promise, yet empty of matter.
Waylon H. Lewis
#61. a billion brains may coax undeath
from fancied fact and spaceful time--
no heart can leap, no soul can breathe
but by the sizeless truth of a dream
whose sleep is the sky and the earth and the sea
For love are in you am in i are in we
E. E. Cummings
#62. Love is a game
of tic-tac-toe,
constantly waiting
for the next x or o.
Lang Leav
#63. Choose wisely
From those who start
A fire in your heart.
Some may burn you to shreds,
While you were looking for warmth.
Saiber
#64. my love
for you
will always be
like a mountain stream.
quiet.
persistent.
continuous.
Sanober Khan
#65. Love can be so hauntingly beautiful, waking up past selves that have been wandering aimlessly through the corridors of our soul, for far too long. When someone else can take us from the ghost-town of our inner-selves, to exciting new landscapes, it's worth the risk, just to feel reborn.
Jaeda DeWalt
#66. stronger than mountains.
a place where my heart
feels the safest-
underneath his shirt.
Sanober Khan
#67. I see the beauty in you, and the darkness. Both are brilliant.
Christina Strigas
#68. The summer in you
calms the winter in me.
Saiber
#69. he was walking poetry, a walking poem
Bemy Wells
#70. So what if the air
in Paris smells of romance?
My shirt smells of you.
Pooja Nansi
#71. But poetry, romance, love, beauty? These are what we stay alive for!
N.H. Kleinbaum
#72. Be my sonata, my cantata, my love
sing me something sweet
but not too sweet
(or i may grow deaf to our harmony
as we decrescendo into silence)
Nenia Campbell
#73. The common prejudice that love is as common as "romance" may be due to the fact that we all learned about it first through poetry. But the poets fool us; they are the only ones to whom love is not only a crucial, but an indispensable experience, which entitles them to mistake it for a universal one.
Hannah Arendt
#74. I wanna make growing old with you
the last poem I ever have to write
Michael Biondi
#75. While the world has found the right names for all chronic mental diseases, I believe poetry is also a brain dysfunction, yet the only one that owns itself the mastery for the cure. Isn't it lovely to say, "He/She suffers of Poetry?".
Ioana-Cristina Casapu
#76. Your love is poetry in perpetual motion capturing my heart with centrifugal force.
Truth Devour
#77. She flooded my thoughts. I drowned in peace.
Faraaz Kazi
#78. Poetry, romance, beauty, and love have no book value, but life has no value without them.
Debasish Mridha
#79. I'd Drown For You
I opened my heart to you
A complete immersion
I offered my soul to you
A heavenly diversion
Muse
#80. Dear Lover...
you are the only man, who never hurt me, but broke my heart.
Lori Jenessa Nelson
#81. my love is a winter's mist
gently dissolving
through the window
at the nape of your neck.
Sanober Khan
#82. There is no hope for the hopeless but there is always some love for the loveless.
Santosh Kalwar
#83. The stars, like the hollow eyes of a god forgotten, marry the sadness of the exhausted hour and inspire a little chaos, a little gentleness, to those below.
I look up at the sky and see everything I've ever lost,
waiting for me.
Marlen Komar
#84. Do You Believe
... on this road of life
on this day
I take you
now husband and wife ...
Muse
#85. That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.
Andrea Gibson
#86. Through the darkest hours of the night
and through the dreamers realm I seek,
Far beyond the starry sky
and beyond galaxies I am free.
Through the grimmest memories
and past a seasons air I cannot breathe,
Far beyond this mortal world
in an afterlife we shall meet.
Lee Argus
#88. With callused hands
i tasted
the softness of the moon
in the coldest winds
i discovered
my soul's
warmest fireplace
in the roughness
of his stubble
the tenderest love.
Sanober Khan
#89. He offered his love ... she could not bother,
She gives her love to the other! The other!
E.A. Bucchianeri
#90. I hate seeing poetry in everything I touch. I hate that I can no longer love you without turning you into a metaphor - that it can never be simple as looking at you and saying yes, yes, yes.
Shinji Moon
#92. If you can't focus then how do you expect to make your dreams come true?
The Prolific Penman
#93. You Know love when you see it, hear it, and feel it." ~ Amunhotep El Bey
Amunhotep El Bey
#94. Fall in love
with the energy
of the mornings
trace your fingers
along the lull
of the afternoons
take the spirit
of the evenings
in your arms
kiss it deeply
and then
make love
to the tranquility
of the nights.
Sanober Khan
#96. Your poetry--it doesn't deserve to be locked away, hidden from the rest of the world. And neither do you.
Tessa Emily Hall
#97. Love, is an unknown passion, for an unknown person, for an unknown reason.
Hamza Hassan Sheikh
#98. Sex and love are what make the world go round. It's the heart of poetry and music.
Vonnie Davis
#99. I see specks
of the Universe in your eyes.
A body of stardust
that gives me a high.
And when we make love
the stars shine brighter than usual.
When we lie there
holding each other,
I see love making us.
Saiber
#100. Do You Believe
Do you believe
that I have loved you
since the dawn of time?
Do you believe
that we were destined
to be intertwined? ...
Muse
