Best Love Story Poems


A Love Story

The girl is an ultra-modern scholar, 
Belongs with an upper-middle class family. 
Looking very nice, smart, gets angry suddenly. 
She reads M.A in English at Presidency University. 
She is assimilating to the ideas of Shakespeare, 
Shelley, Keats, Neruda, Byron...
Fluently speaks English, loves cricket. 
Shoulders are shaken by expression.
She cries alone, laughs with everyone....

The girl is very good.

The boy is a post-modern educated son of a lower-middle class family.
He studies M.A in Bengali at Calcutta University.
He is assimilating to the routes of Vaishnab literature,
Ideas of Bharatchandra, Rabindranath Tagore, Nazrul, Jibanananda...
Writes poems, sings song, loves football.
He walks on the high-street and observes people.
He laughs alone, listens to everyone...

The boy is very good.


They are attracted by the opposite personality!
The  girl wants that her lover will be a modern man.
The boy thinks that his lover will become as the mind of his. 
 
They are changing silently
Losing individuality.

Time flows.
Love goes to another address...

Love Story

LOVE STORY
The breeze is in my hair.
The moon is gleaming behind me.
The love I feel is everlasting.

Cadence of my soul.
Show me your happiness
Share, my love.
Laugh with me

Our destiny is mixed with pleasure.
Our essence treasured.
Come walk with me in the garden.

Alive - Let's reach our ultimate…high.
Smile, darling smile
Kiss me with your eyes.
Forever we are.

Champagne we drink
To toss our uniting.
You feel my sylph
A fulfilled spirit.

This journey succumbs me.
I am free for you to love.
Embrace your ideas
Let the breeze come in.

Dance to the ecstasy.
Release all your fears.
Capture this time
As our minds, intertwine.

Laugh with me
Inflection of my soul.
Show me your happiness.
Share, my love.

A majestic dynasty
Our empire
In time
Now!

Here we stand
You and I forever.
No obstacles have formed.
You are my one and only.

Woman, smile
Kiss me with your eyes.
Forever we are.
Thrive - Let's reach our ultimate…highs.

This is our life...
Together 
This is our existence...
Forever

Ardor love
Justified by God
Come walk with me in the garden
As we write our love story.

MY PHILOSOPHY
Man is man. His skin is what makes difference.  His upbringing differentiates.  
This is, he states, “God's way.” DARK SUNSHINE - VSW
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PENNED ON AUGUST 03, 2014!

Love Story Gone Wild

when beauty met the beast
she was a cutie, he was a beast
she thought that she'd speak to him at least
and at least find out what made 
a beast, a beast

as the beast looked at her 
he wondered; what a feast
but the way she spoke to him
was gentle and curiosity increased

he found her some what pleasant
and laid his aggression aside
for now he'd grown accustom
and hoped she would abide

as time past he looked at her
as he never did before
tender conversations
brought his knees to the floor

she'd become his weakness
his task forever more
he liked to hear her voice
and see her walk through the door

on holidays there were presents
on birthdays a feast
each special day that brought her presence
was a holy day to say the least

now i am wholly human 
and i can tell you well
that jealousy fits us humans
and beast very well

one look at competition
can take us all to hell
we can never avoid perdition
when one other than God
we our souls sell

and from God comes the testing
old men and prophets tell
the beast asked God for patience
and God knows how to teach it well

the next time the beast see's beauty
there is a ring on her hand
he didn't care to mention it
but that was one thing he couldn't stand

worn down he ask her
what the ring meant on her hand
slowly she confided, it meant she'd
marry another man

the beast now was furious
he did not understand
that all these years confiding
he was suppose to be the man

what then would become of her
his conscious did demand
all the years he spent with her
were coming to an end 

yet love had one more service
his heart would command
tell the maid he loved her
and ask her for her hand

let all the powers of wickedness 
and goodness take their stand
upon this maids answer
i'll bravely take my chance


Premium Member Love Story

My voice was mute like featherless songbirds,
without vocal chords to sing doting tunes.
Sleeping spirit yearned for amorous words,
composing twin flames to ignite from fumes.

Glance of her eyes and embers kindled bright,
like gold moonlight kissing indigo waves.
Symphonic stars formed in a lonely night,
as we sang among galactic airwaves.

Her touch is a cliché of butterflies,
her lips kiss like ballads with boundless verse.
Without her I can feel my heart capsize,
in sickness and in health, she is my nurse.

Her name remains on the tip of my tongue,
as her love completes lyrics, once unsung.
© Silent One  Create an image from this poem.

A Different Love Story


She was beautiful within and without,
He was handsome, there was no doubt,
Engaged to be married, they were in love,
He knew she was pure like a dove,

A shocking news - she was found carrying,
A public shame - 'twas worrying,
What could he do? He would put her away,
Silently without much delay,

That night, while he thought on these things, behold,
An angel of the Lord, he told,
"Joseph, thou son of David, do not fear 
To take Mary as thy wife dear"

"What she's conceived is of the Holy Ghost,
She'll give birth to a son foremost,
Jesus will save the people from their sins",
Virgin birth fulfilment begins,

Joseph, the just man, rose up from his sleep,
He his wife decided to keep,
He did as the angel had bidden him,
They married, life was no more dim.




07.29.2020


N/A in Strand Completely New (15), any form, any theme contest

Shortest Love Story

Our elbows collided, 
'cause my desk is wrong-sided.
Made for a lefty, 
When I write
with my right.


Love Story

Thinking of thee day when I went to see, 
accidentally looking at you made me feel like I was on Extasy. 
                 I watched your eyes while they were watching me. 
Looking into my eyes you knew I had those qualities of motherly nurturing, 
               morality therefore giving you that love story..
Connecting on all levels we both became thirsty eagerly, as if we had telepathy.
Our minds and soul became as one, as our heart beats began to beat as one.
                  Loving abnormally to an unusual degree, 
               chastity pure purity our love story...
Each day you spent with me, I took away all of your misery.
I became your biggest fan fore you were my man, by your side forever i stand.
                                          Love so compact. 
             Loving the monogamy having one mate at one time.
                                   Loving you for a life time.
Mourning for your touch that I began to love so very much.
     Your generosity of your mentality intellectual capacity, your supremacy,
                            supreme power of authority love for me.
                                    Is the best part of our love story.
                          With each touch I lust, real love i gush.
Having the ability for mobility to take tenancy inside of me.
                  You became my property.  
We had symmetry I was the beauty, and your my harmony.
           True and forever exceptionally...
                        Love story.

Premium Member Life's Love Story

Written for the contest
MORE SONG LYRICS

Have you ever seen, the sun setting down
Upon this red roofed town
And hear the sound of love begin
I have never found a more perfect place
Than, when I see your face
I simply fall in love again

Don't ask me which way the wind will blow
Or the tide will flow
Or even where, our love will go
I just know there could never be a place 
Where I can’t feel your warm embrace
With those lips I love to taste

Have you seen the mountains rising from the sea
That’s where I want to be 
With you eternally, in grace
We hear our tune, carried along the wind
Strummed on life’s violin
As a tear rolls down your face

Don’t ask me why the good times seem to fly
Or why some passion dies,
Or how lovers, can say Goodbye
All I know is when I leave this tropic heat
I am filled with the Latin beat
Until the next time on this street,  we meet

An Incomplete Love Story

This is a fictional poem as part of my novel, " A thousand cursed lives". Uploading it as an example for the contest I am sponsoring.

I can write the saddest of all poems tonight
Just like everyday it was quite an ordinay night
The moon was shining and the stars were bright
There I met her for the last time in our lives

There were tears in her eyes and I exactly knew why
Our story was going to end incomplete
no matter how hard we tried
We both knew that such a love will never happen again
And there I promised that even till the last day of my life
I will only love her and if not her
then I shall never have another wife
I can write the saddest of all poems tonight

People say that to complete our unfinished love  
We are born again and again, 
maybe we can't have each other in this life
But if we found ourselves in different lives, will you be mine?
I can write the saddest of all poems tonight


Then we had our last kiss
A kiss of love that was true
A kiss that I didn't want to be through
A kiss so unsure
A kiss so gentle to endure
It was a kiss of couple who lost their love's fight
I can write the saddest of all poems tonight

Then her time for departure came
How could I let her go
There were so many dreams
And each one filled with her

Today people asked me if we loved 
each other then why we didn't marry
The fault was not hers neither I was the one to blame
Our parents couldn't do this, for them it was a shame
For their children marry to a person with a different religious claim

The problem was of religion and fate
One was an atheist where as the other practiced Islam

An Incomplete Love Story

Lullabies give birth to a new sunrise,
and the wind lies still in the valleys low…
Sapphire skies sunken in static eyes,
the birch trees bark a belting blow…

Where echoes dance in sweet romance,
and love is whispered before the rainbow…
Transfixed in trance a gadded glance,
where hungry hearts begin to borrow…

For my love stands still near the daffodil,
where the meritable meadows grow…
Your love has lost its will a splatted spill,
and now my heart is full of sorrow…

My shallow screams in singing streams,
as time washes away the wounds of woe…
I’ve lost my dreams where beauty beams,
where the wind lies still in the valleys low.





July.12.2018
An incomplete love story 
Sponsored by: Faraz Ajmal ,

Premium Member Love Story


Love Story	

Oh, how I remember days full of ardent cheer
Enamored in prospects of romance so sincere!
Believing love so precious would never end
Floating on emotions that eagerly befriend.

Despair then ravished my young tender heart 
And all my aspirations suddenly blew apart.
He never told me what caused him to flee,
Walking out of my life without even telling me.

How gullible of me to believe untruths he said
Letting him seduce love, taking me for granted.
Gladly you found me when I was hopeless wreck,
As shattered dreams trailed a tragic heartbreak.

Now I adore how you hug me with gentle care,
Approaching me softly with a joy of teasing dare,
Loving me deeply like no one has ever before,
Embarking on a journey our love would explore.

Your loving hands hold me as if a delicate flower,
As you surrender tenderly like you wish to cower,
Whispering as a moth whirling breeze of fresh air,
Burning my flame eminently with a loving flare. 

Then we travelled to vistas of kingdom unseen,
A paradise of enduring love fit for king and queen,
There I surrendered me as you fondly appealed
As union of our anxious desires eagerly fulfilled.

Now as you contemplate pending wedding bells
I'm desolate to admit what my wary heart foretells,
My sweet love I regret deeply how this will end
As I have fallen in love with your sexy best-friend.

First Place
November 3, 2017
Love Story
Sponsor: Silent One

Premium Member Dented Cans - a Love Story

driving away slow
   enchanted by metaphors…
        rice pelting our car
   white picket fences ahead
dented cans streaming behind

            05 Jan 2018

    syllable count 5-7-5-7-7
© David Mohn  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Ten: a Dark Love Story

I travel in time twenty-five years
And see my lover in the passenger seat
Shifting currents gliding us toward
The tangled fates that we must meet

So many reasons why to go 
But I can't see beyond these walls of stone
The oceans between us only grow
And who we are truly can't be known

You hold out a tattered glove 
And remember the coming winter chill
I scratch out your name on the wall
And meekly accept my morning pill

I will send you a thought like a butterfly
That at least we're both still alive
You will chase it away with a whispering hand
The very moment it does arrive

August 27, 2016
For "Rock 'n Roll Rhyme Fest" poetry contest

Love Story

Our love begins
like the shy child that turns from a kind eye,
stealing peeks through timid smiles,
or the sleeking bronze fawn that stills at the sounds of soft winter rainfalls.
But cool waters stir, and the golden dawn warms the chilled morning air.
Emerald jays awaken to join the light dances,
kindling pastel petals to stretch and sigh,
glowing as they unfold the day.

The tumbling earth now lurches, and the scorned sun mounts the sky,
while crimson orchids quiver and cower below,
The heat and hatred of the world rains down,
pools into our souls, and they suffocate,
sinking slowly into breathless oblivion.

Grace awakens, light changes, softens,
and hands of white fire reach down
into our very hearts,
illuminate our hopeless corners,
and carry the darkness away on the peaceful night winds.
We wake within this quiet moonlight,
our love reborn again
beneath the silent stars of our Father.

Untold Love Story

Sitting alone in a serene seaside waiting for the beautiful scenery of sunset,
Tears starting to shed as the twilight finally crinkle the day as such a closet,
Darkness finally awning me and my heart screaming like nobody could ease the pain,
Pain that hurting me every single moment of my life…it is such a strain.

In everything I do, my faith, my affection and my compassion is for you alone,
Contentment bestowed upon us in such a glorious sanctuary of existence,
Laughter and delightfulness skirted us…just you and me living in our own,
But without knowing the twist of fate given to us, we are both sentenced.

We just woke up one day, you to her and me to him without turning back,
Both shackled to others arms with no more chance to hold our hands together,
Because in a wee moment, grieving shattered us and I am stuck,
You tried to pervert the chapter of our story, but seemingly it’s forever.

We both fight… we both tried to make things better for us but too late,
You keep on asking me why it happens all that you made….
But you just don’t know how I heartily questioned our fate….
Only God knows if the untold story meant nothing but to fade.

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