Best Lovebirds Poems
'...how do I love thee, let me count the ways.'
Shakespeare: Sonnet LX111
He stops to buy her roses and a card
to mark their anniversary.
Strolling absent-mindedly he crosses
to the park and in his reveries he hears
two songbirds singing sweetly in the trees,
a melody that cheers his saddened soul.
He hurries to the nursing home to greet
his darling wife, the half that makes him whole.
He cannot let a day go e'er he sees
her smiling face, that smile of sweet
contentment that illuminates their souls
and redefines their state of grace.
Living on their memories they chatter
like the songbirds, their conversation bright.
He tucks her in and wishes her goodnight,
God bless, sleep tight, (don't let those bedbugs bite!)
Young love had finally made its way back into the 1980s and all of those teenage lovebirds
back in the 80s were so "totally gnarly." The 80s was when MTV made its TV channel debut,
the first cell phone was invented, and when a lot of people were born in that decade, that
had included Julia Stiles (born in 1981), Michael Cera (born in 1988), and even me (also
born in 1988). Also, the 80s were the times when hip-hop music and the break-dancing scene
were born, especially when the TV show, “Yo! MTV Raps” was on TV. It seems that young love
among the then-teen lovebirds ( teen boys and teen girls) had been in their lives since
the day they met at summer camp, middle school or high school. And when a teen boy and a
teen girl fell in love with each other the day they met, they knew it was love at first
sight. There were a lot of awesome things those teenage lovebirds have done back in the
1980s: they went to the movies, had gone out to eat, they had gone to the school dances
(including prom back in 1984), and stuff. Their outfits back in the 80s were “totally
tubular,” especially when all teen boys and teen girls were wearing their Converse shoes
and their Nike Air Sneakers. The 1980s were the best of times for all of the then-teenage
lovebirds and their parents. These people were young and in love, especially when they
were the ages between 13 and 17. And what their favorite love songs of the 1980s were
“Time After Time” by Cyndi Lauper, “Material Girl” by Madonna, “Never Gonna Give You Up”
by Rick Astley, and other love songs that were heard back in the 1980s, especially the
year 1987. This type of young love has brought the best in all of the young couples. In
reference to young love among all of the then-teen couples, it’s like living in this “when
doves cry” moment. All young relationships are just like the ones these people have seen
in all movies from the 1980s, like “Dirty Dancing,” “Pretty In Pink,” “Can’t Buy Me Love,”
and “The Breakfast Club.” And if young love were to revisit the 1980s and bring it back
to the future, young love will be indestructible forever.
The origins of young love is going way back to the early 16th century and it'll stop at
the 1930s, even the Great Depression. This type of young love had been around since the
16th century in England and after the first radio was invented. It seems that when two
young lovebirds (a teen boy-turned elderly man and a teen girl-turned elderly woman) met
while they were in middle school and/or high school, it was love at first sight. And when
two people met before, during, and after the 1700s until the 1930s, it was a life-changing
moment for the then teen lovebirds. All young relationships were way before these people
were born, even me. Everybody knows what their lives were like when they were teenagers
and before they had passed on. Not only is young love an amazing thing, but what all of us
will have learned about serious relationships among all of the then-teenagers back in the
1700s, the 1800, the 1900s, and the 1930s is that they didn't take each other for granted
and stuff. But back in the day, when these people were teenagers, there were no movie
theaters, no malls, or any of that stuff. It looks like that even if they had gone to see
the full moon at night or a functioning or whatever, at least they had a great time. But
now that they're not teenagers anymore, then they'll have to tell their grandchildren,
their great-grandchildren, and their great-great-grandchildren about the day they met and
fell in love. And with that being said, young love is about to bring all would-be couples
together in the future.
At the
end of the day
perched with beaks together
side by side in the setting sun
Lovebirds.
Two love birds setting in a tree k-i- s-s-i-n-g.
One fell down and hit the ground. And the
other one came flying after it.
Love
Laughter
Likeminded
Longevity
Life
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LOVE BIRDS
On a journey of feelings I embark
Heart filled with love
Brain filled with imaginations
Imaginations about us
U and I
Linked together by love
Love growing stronger daily
Death alone will be our separator
Together we shall live
Forever and ever
My love for you is
Immeasurable
For words alone can’t express it
There's a little Dixie devil in that
six-foot, two-inch frame.
He blinks that wink and grins that smile...
you know him.
Mike's the name.
He loves his darlin' lady, Chris,
and courts her with a flair.
The Basquo and the Southern gent...
a perfect, magic pair.
It's a joy to watch them dance and talk
and flirt and fight and coo.
The Fates have given them a chance
to build one life from two.
Whatever paths in life they choose,
they'll travel hand in hand...
that sweet and fiery female, Chris,
and Irish Mike, her man.
Us lovebirds of an exact feather.
Whereof our element as we merge together.
Free as air, we as light but a feather.
Living, loving wether what the weather.
The lovebirds are singing
When I think about you,
I feel so much love
When I think about you,
I feel you're my dove
And I know that,
when we're together
the lovebirds are
singing our song...
Can't you hear them
singing about us?
How could our
love be wrong?
Chorus
And so,
the lovebirds are singing
their songs of love?
And, I need you,
I want you, I love you
How could our love
be wrong?
When I think about you,
I feel warm inside
When I think about you,
I know that it's right
Bridge
And the lovebirds are singing
can't you hear their song?
And I need you, I love you, I want you
How could it be wrong?
When I think about you,
I know that you're scared
When I think about you,
don't you know how much I care?
And the love birds are singing
their sad songs of love
but,
if you don't need me,
want me or love me
you'll always be my dove.
And the love birds
will keep singing
their songs of love
And if you listen
real carefully ...
you'll hear ...
my words...
in their song.
Chorus repeat twice
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John Derek Hamilton
December 05,2016
Flight of the Love Birds
Perched alone and vulnerable
like an untended egg
a dove sits bare and shivering
exposed to the vast world.
Broadcasting his presence,
hungry eagle swoops
and loops into the foreboding
cast shadow of early sunset;
fleeting but perceived.
The dove's twin flame ,
hidden from sight,
is ready to fight fate
in the dusky night
to protect his only
true treasure,
his one and only lovebird.
cool air mingles.
Cabin stands staunch.
For a brief moment,
stillness lies in the camp.
Eagle tenses, aggressively
swerves around the clearing within
woods, waiting, watching
to devour.
Branches of the lean healthy trees
now gnarled like boney fingers,
cluster menacingly like witches
ready to stir their brew.
Alone in the distance, stands an ancient spindly tree
with etchings of love carved in its bark,
outstretched arms and deep roots unmoved
Bird flutters to safety in the tree;
its lovebird carved in its heart.
Whistling wind whispers and sighs;
a peck startles the cold windowpane.
Lovebird shuffles on the ledge
pitter-patter, trembling, awaiting
an uneasy destiny but both are nested
In the signal and refuge of a
devoted dove's song.
He stops to buy her roses and a card
to mark their anniversary.
Strolling absent-mindedly he crosses
to the park and in his reveries he hears
two songbirds singing sweetly in the trees,
a melody that cheers his saddened soul.
He hurries to the nursing home to greet
his darling wife, the half that makes him whole.
He cannot let a day go e'er he sees
her smiling face, that smile of sweet
contentment that illuminates their souls
and redefines their state of grace.
Living on their memories they chatter
like the songbirds, their conversation bright.
He tucks her in and wishes her goodnight,
God bless, sleep tight, (don't let those bedbugs bite!).
He stops to buy her roses and a card
to mark their anniversary.
Strolling absent-mindedly he crosses
to the park and in his reveries he hears
two songbirds singing sweetly in the trees,
a melody that cheers his saddened soul.
He hurries to the nursing home to greet
his darling wife, the half that makes him whole.
He cannot let a day go e'er he sees
her smiling face, that smile of sweet
contentment that illuminates their souls
and redefines their state of grace.
Living on their memories they chatter
like the songbirds, their conversation bright.
He tucks her in and wishes her goodnight,
God bless, sleep tight, (don't let those bedbugs bite!).
They ask me:
Where did Sarah go to?
Where did Jennifer go to?
Where did Suzie go to?
Did your coldness swallow them?
I say:
We were lovebirds;
Birds always fly out and follow different directions
'...how do I love thee, let me count the ways.'
- Shakespeare: Sonnet XLIII
He stops to buy her roses and a card
to mark their anniversary.
Strolling absent-mindedly he crosses
to the park and in his reveries he hears
two songbirds singing sweetly in the trees,
a melody that cheers his saddened soul.
He hurries to the nursing home to greet
his darling wife, the half that makes him whole.
He cannot let a day go e'er he sees
her smiling face, that smile of sweet
contentment that illuminates their souls
and redefines their state of grace.
Living on their memories they chatter
like the songbirds, their conversation bright.
He tucks her in and wishes her goodnight,
'God bless, sleep tight, (don't let those bedbugs bite!')