Love Dramatic Monologue Poems | Examples

These Love Dramatic Monologue poems are examples of Dramatic Monologue poems about Love. These are the best examples of Dramatic Monologue Love poems written by international poets.


Premium Memberyuh see girl i luv yuh

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                                    i flex mine
                             torso'z         push
                                         limbz
                                         mine rusted 
                                                    
                                          uhhp
                                umph         lock      
                                       got'chuh
                                       now did that hurt
                                       
                                     "((mmph))"


Premium Memberdon't speak girl

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                           shh
                  you'll      give'it
                           just
                          away

                         m-hm
            mmphs      cool 
                          are 
                          oooh wait
                                      shh

                                        ')> 






*sum'onez gottuh
  say'it  ')

Premium Memberunder thuh knives

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               it happen'd last year
                   i were nervous
                               y
                            you

                      remember

                           "yes
                 now go to sleep"



                        "edvard"
                            eve

Premium Membermy dirty mine

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        "I'm not pretty"
          yes you are

 "The flowers are pretty"
    and your feets need
       thuh bath daisy

   {roll'n hug'n kiss'n}

 "Now your back 'needs
     thuh bath' Edvard"
        i love you too
               eve

Premium Member In Playground of Imagination

The question is, should I listen to my imagination? Sometimes it can go very wild, I look for a lion ready to eat me alive. There are times it can go romantic, with hearts and love all over the page. It has a way of bringing up my old memories, some happy, maybe sad, or funny as can be. In Playground of Imagination, I never know what will show up.


Premium MemberReflections of the Past, Visions of the Future

I ask what I've learnt since I was a youth. 
It seems as though I don't have much to show - 
so much energy, spent in search of truth.
Little, have I, of what there is to know. 

Like anyone, I've suffered from abuse, 
but there's no point in stewing in my juice, 
and ambition does not, at all times, pay, 
when aiming at the wrong thing anyway,
and searching for love outside my own skin
is not as rich as finding it within.
With fellow pilgrims sharing life's bouquet,
I will try to appreciate each day.
To chase lady truth, I still have a while. 
Till then, I'll do whatever brings a smile.

Premium Member''why not''

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   because you'd fall 
       in love with
             me

Premium MemberIn Marked Territory

The very hot summer is coming to a close, fresh cool weather is in the air. I love my walks on autumn days, it puts a giddy up in my steps. Off to the pretty park we will go, looking for the In Marked Territory area. The grass seems much greener, with a very deep rich smell. Open the gate quickly before I let loose, a fun doggie park is the way to go.

Premium MemberGOD LISTENS GRACES US HIS MOUTH SPEAKS BRINGS FORTH LIFE-


I see your smile It embraces me Tender earlobes listening ~ Holy-Wholly sweet lips speaking Life God’s mouth speaks life ~ His breaths in us God listens graces us eyes vison His Holy renditions
10/17/24 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr©2024

Premium MemberJoy Of Your Love

Though I woke up hours ago I find myself dreaming of holding you in quite lover's embrace. The scent of your hair lingers yet on my pillow as memory whisper’s of the gentle brush of your lips on mine bringing full color to this illusion as my heart lives again in the joy of your love. 

A love surrendered to the call of responsibility….. so many years ago

Premium MemberHe Walks And Breathes With Fervency

"Why!' The 'why' is irrelevant!
The 'why' is counted for everything,
The Satanic stands for; to bid his.

His soul: aimed at the chaos of humanity.
His nectar is disparity, he harnesses.
He walks and breathes with fervency!

He stands for rebellion, unto which:
He grows bigger and stronger,
Against everything good!

He falsely informs love:
Whereas he is incapable of doing so.
He walks and breathes cunningly!'

Though I walk in the shadows of death;
I shall fear no evil doing unto me.
I am armored; I will be able to stand within.

My battle is hard; his chaos is so strong!
What's this I walk through?
He walks and breathes so cunningly!"

Premium MemberPEARL IN MY SPECIAL CHILD

“He will progress toward retrogression.” Pediatrician’s verdict reverberates… Midst supplication for more than a decade mother’s faith conquers fulfillment of prognosis. Today, an art collage showcases miracle, smiting skepticism since nothing is impossible with God* Yes, it's a masterpiece exuding divine care and family love signed by my special child’s heart... defying “He will progress toward retrogression.”
*Luke 1:37 For with God nothing shall be impossible. June 1, 2024 10th place, "What of ... a pearl?" Poetry Writing Contest Sponsored by Craig Cornish; judged on 6/3/2024

Premium MemberMy Proclamation Of Love

It matters not while in dark of night exclaimed in moment of passion or in fullness of day exposed on height of mountaintop , my promise is, was and forever shall be formed from within the depths of my heart and soul as I proclaim my undying love for you. I will always love you to the fullness of all I am. 
No matter the hour. No matter the day. No matter the season. My love will follow you forever.   

Darrell

Premium MemberThe crowd roared

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                         az 
             'round the guardz
                       mine
                     cheated
               circling their spy
                 unto her side

                  i whispered
                  "i love you"
             she pulled the mic
                       close
                she whispered 
                "oh so cliche"

            hern pretty winked
               and continued
                "hey edvard
               i love you too"

Premium Memberpillow phight

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            Poof Poof Poof
                  fluff
               fluff fluff
                 "puff"

                fluff "puff"
            fluff fluff fluff
                 squish

             "damn hon
      got any more pillows
     i need tuh know about"

                 "stop 
              g'me that"

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