Best Cupid Poems
Atmospheres afire with devotional dynamic desire
I call scarlet jasmine crimson vermillion and ruby red
We are caught in a crossfire as we perkily perspire
And cupid carries our hearts to our betrothed bed
Angels dancing on choreographic clouds entrancing
Rainbows reunite over melodious meadows green
Our love advancing with rhythmic rivers romancing
Celestial counting on the midnight’s stardust cuisine
Two sensuous souls entwine and carousingly combine
Our ebullient hearts of eternity lost in orchestral oblivion
We shall everlastingly dine with roses and wedded wine
And our love will softly sail across the majestic meridian
For we have caressingly called on cupid for a love divine
In ambient adoring skies that the harmonic heavens align.
July.25.2017
Best romantic write May-July 2017
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
I wanted to try both types of the Rispetto form. The first one is 11 syllables
and the second is 8. I know the Iambic tetrameter is not perfect.
Ignorance fails to hear a heart's silent cry,
when love is seen as collateral damage.
Even Tuscan sunsets cannot help tears dry,
when insults leave behind unwanted baggage.
Oh Cupid, why are you such a blind buffoon,
firing arrows like gunfights in a saloon.
Do romantic battles of mortals amuse,
or do modern day relationships confuse?
Cupid the mischievous brat,
saw him trying to kiss my girl,
told him I'd make his brains go splat.
He just pranced in a merry twirl.
As he aimed arrows at my heart,
I threw at him an archer's dart.
I said: "There's something you should know."
I've got Robin Hood's famous bow!
Cupid, drawback your bow, please
Don’t let it miss, don’t let it tease
Release the string, let the arrow wheeze
Squeeze through the trees
Carrying it off in the gentle breeze
Pierce my lover’s heart when I’m on my knees
Cupid drew back his bow while I proposed
She saw the ring in my hand and froze
Weeping shrieks of passion came up close
Caressing my face saying I do when I arose
1/6/2016
A paradise rare beckons,
cradling our shadows’ whispers
to draw fine lips upon mine…
while tickled moon peeps.
How gently wild passion blooms…
when hands caress each other
in a flame of surrender,
razing a night’s heat.
And ember’s scent lingers on
prompting rose-moon to quiver
till our eyes greet , anew
you gaze…I wink back.
Into love’s final blooming ,
we vow under hazel trees
names etched on sand, as Cupid
marks a sweetened rite!
Sweet Valentine Contest
For Nayda Ivette Negron Re-posted 1/28/2018
Cupid had an Arrow
copyright by Julie Dunkley
Cupid had an arrow and he let go of his bow,
the arrow tore into my heart and now I love you so.
The heavens opened up for me and the angels sang a tune,
I saw a paradise with you and the feelings so unreal.
Darling, when I'm near to you, I get shivers up my spine,
my heart dances a tune and how this feels divine and
oh, this feels divine.
I always want to be with you and never be apart,
The sun is shining bright outside and its shining in our hearts.
Baby am I the one for you like you're the one for me
could you love me for all eternity, as hopelessly as me?
Cupid had an arrow and he let go of his bow,
the arrow tore into my heart and
now I love you so.
To love you in every fairest moment
And kiss your tender lips in pure delight
To yearn for you when time is absent
And hold you closer in warm shadowed light
How warm our palms, held in soft embrace
Beneath the sun's flowered fragrant field
As lover's we'll seek a passionate grace
When dreams we find ask our hearts to yield
To dance with you through a life of nights
And cross the floor of days in love with you
Touch eternity when lover's hands take flight
I'll look deep in your eyes so they're not blue
Find beauty in your smiling face my dear
I'll dance with you until we disappear
1/4/17
I stand beneath a moon so bright
and ask for you to hear my plight
I yearn to know my love's delights
for that, I'd wait a thousand nights
My plea is gentle and polite
my wish is simple and forthright
I need your help, oh wondrous sprite
to bind our hearts, forever tight
I pray my lover's heart's your sight
and trust your aim be true and right
I beg you, stretch your bow string tight
and send your arrow on its flight
Pierce deeply, Cupid, this I write
and make our love come true this night
This armed cherub
In diapers, with arrows
This winged archer
is set upon our meadows
Yet only time will tell
If he comes bearing,
God's greatest gift
Or leaves us smitten
and gawking at some girl...
When last we spoke
An image came
This latest journey
The latest challenge
That will test
The strength of
Our RESOLVE to
Build upon the love
Begun long ago
Now re-inspired
Hesitant at first like the
Faltering steps of a foal in spring
Struggling to stand
Kicking up its heels
Now thundering hoofbeats
Racing toward an
Ever closer
finish line
Two hearts then
Pierced
By arrows from
A Cupid’s bow
Souls now merged by
Love in overflow
" Hello, Mr. Cupid!
I'm so excited to talk to you.
You are the ambassador for love.
And give hope to the sad and blue.
" Hi, how are you?
Thank you for the compliment,
I'm just doing what I was born to do.
It's my pleasure to spread love.
" I didn't believe in love or you.
But I no longer doubt I believe.
You see your arrow went straight through,
The walls of my sad and broken heart.
" I seek the broken-hearted, my friend.
And I happen to have really good aim.
You know what? Love triumphs in the end.
I appreciate you, cheering for love.
“It’s my pleasure, the world needs love.
How do you feel about having a holiday?
It’s tomorrow, a day to celebrate love.
Folk everywhere will let love have its say.
“ It brings me pure joy and lets me see what
I do is worthwhile, it makes my heart smile.
This is not a job for me it is my life’s purpose.
For a broken heart, I would fly many miles.
“ WoW! Mr. Cupid thanks for talking to me.
I see that you love what you are called to do.
You have made my day filled with much glee.
Have an awesome and amazing day, goodbye.
“ Inspired by the “ Conversation
With A Fictional Character “ contest
*Happy Valentine’s Day
02/13/2022
I crown you the king of stupid
Messing with a love that cupid
Sent your way for you to hold
But you have been very cold
Freezing her heart till it makes
Shattered pieces that just break
A loving woman's will to live
There's nothing else she can give
Her care showed through every day
With her actions she would say
How much you meant in her life
Never causing pain or strife
Thinking her love was enough
But you were so mean and gruff
Even through the months of sorrow
She'd be by your side tomorrow
Trying to give all she had
Through the good and all the bad
You just see her loving side
Not the tears she always cried
Wondering what she was doing
That you couldn't see her proving
Her desires and devotion
What ever gave you the notion
To push her love to the curb
Making you slowly disturb
The feelings she had way down deep
That you didn't want to keep
Now she's gone leaving you with
An empty feeling in the pit
Of your lonely soul that seeps
Because you were such a creep
Out of hate, love and beauty,
the eternal triangle,
came Cupid and his arrow,
victim of himself.
~//~ ~//~
Psyche, the daughter of the
king and queen of Sicily,
boasted that she was the most
beautiful woman on the island.
Inflamed, Aphrodite sent eros
to shoot her with an arrow of
desire, which would make her
fall in love with the next man
she met. Eros fell into his
own trap, for upon shooting
her, fell in love with her him
self. Taking her to a secret
place and marrying her. She
was later made a goddess by
Jupiter and Eros (cupid) was
immortalized.
Cupid Pulls Back The Bow
This café I have stopped to dine,
with hopes I’ll meet my Valentine
I’ve seen her here most every day,
just never had the nerve to say
I took my seat at table two
and ordered what I usually do
Then noticed something just not right
my eyes they caught the strangest sight
It sat up there upon a shelf
with wings it looked as if an elf
An arrow held within its hand,
as if it had some evil plan
When then as I sipped on my tea,
I saw his arrow point at me
His one eye closed, the other stared,
by now I’m feeling really scared
Just then she walked into the place,
a perfect smile upon her face
I watched her as she took her seat
to order something good to eat
She motioned me to join her there,
come take a seat, this empty chair
When suddenly from in my eye
I saw his arrow start to fly
I thought real quick, I had to duck,
it missed me, that was my good luck
Then hit the guy at table three
who quickly dropped his cup of tea
Oh boy, the look upon his face
is one my mind can not erase
I made my way to sit with her,
She said, “I am so sorry sir”
“I motioned not for you, you see
but to the man at table three”
He sat right down where she did dine
and said, "Please be my Valentine"
Something had come over him,
his heart was feeling young again
She told him that she felt the same
and was so happy that he came
They kissed as I just walked away,
I felt so stupid on this day
About the place my eyes did look
in every cranny, every nook
And there still sitting on the shelf,
he shrugged his shoulders, did the elf
And at that time I came to know,
don’t duck when cupid pulls the bow
1/5/17
Written for the Cupid Pulls Back The Bow Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Mystic Rose
Forbidden love, deadly finales, Cupid’s tragic legacy
An altering agonizing fate, a lover's tale the soul it'll violate
Romeo n Juliet had pure love, pure ecstasy
Forbidden love, deadly finales, Cupid’s tragic legacy
Samson’s lust, Delilah’s betrayal bribed from jealousy
Secrets unfurled delayed, poison secures not heaven’s gate
Forbidden love, deadly finales, Cupid’s tragic legacy
An altering agonizing fate, a lover's tale, the soul it'll violate
Cupids arrows
Must be dipped in poison,
Because I thought hearts were meant to beat,
Not to be broken
In the beginning i was in love
And thought it was all meant to be,
Just me and him, in harmony.
I was going to walk away,
But I decided to give him one last try
Then he hit me, with his solomn goodbye.
Cupid, you aren't always right.
The choices you make
Can backfire and turn love into hate.
Its not anything new to me,
My life has always been filled
With suffering and pain.
But this time its not my fault,
Cupid's the one to blame.