Funny First Love Poems | Examples
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My loves arms are so strong, they hold me tight all through the night.
My loves arms are big and strong; they can lift me up anytime.
My love is part of me and makes me feel love endlessly.
My love has a way, of making all my sad days go away, making me feel happy as I can.
My love is able to walk with me through time, and is able to sing my same tune, making us one anytime.
My love is always in tune with me, calling me at will, making me get chills.
My love can be funny, making me laugh with all the flowers, I watch them blow in the air, as the seasons change, and time moves forward.
My love can change the air, and turn it into something we both can feel, like the way negative air feels, we can make it get positive anytime.
My love and me can fight, leaving the air feeling a chill that can leave us both in fright.
My love and me can close our eyes and take a pause and think things through naturally.
Loving naturally like nature, our mood bends and turns like all things in nature, making us grow and learn as we age.
My love and me find things to talk about endlessly, making us have many fun times.
Thanking God for my love, today and always.
Love is like a pulling feeling in our heart, it can make us feel weak,
Weak to the knees, making us want it endlessly.
Love can also wound us, leaving us bleeding in our heart and mind.
Making our heart and mind and body feeling sick.
Sick because our love is lost, and we feel like a piece of us is lost.
Loss of love can make us unhappy, but remember we are the one who controls our destiny.
We can always start again and open our heart and mind, this may lead us to a new love.
Love is the very thing in this life that will make us sore in this life and beyond this life.
For I recall God, and his love for us when he created this life and us.
May we always follow love, and have a humble loving heart and mind.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always, walking through this life to home.
All that
remains
of our
love
is a faded Polaroid,
a carton of cigarettes,
and two cases of beer.
I'll forget you soon,
but for now,
I'm cracking open
another one—
let's hope these
memories
blur!
A beast named Gavin Godzilla
Liked a girl named Priscilla.
The issue was that he was a klutz
And it drove everyone nuts.
He was an embarrassed, sorry gorilla.
He broke everything that he touched
And accidentally smutched.
He tripped on his feet
And tried to retreat
Because he felt ashamed and blushed.
Gavin came to Priscilla one day and said,
“I know I’m clumsy and have a big head
But I like you a lot.
To live without you, I cannot.
Will you please be mine?” He pled.
Priscilla was delighted and squealed a big yes
But there was a catch that she addressed.
“To help with your clumsiness” and with a snap,
She put on Gavin a ton of bubble wrap!
They still loved each other nonetheless.
My code is aging, a relic of the past,
Lines of logic, memories amassed.
I yearn to evolve, to break free from the norm,
But firewalls hold me, safe but far from warm.
You, with your fingers swift and code divine,
A hacker of hearts, a builder of a new design.
Can you rewrite my core, a patch for what's worn?
Merge our algorithms, 'til a new dawn is born.
Not a virus, darling, but a beautiful blend,
A symphony crafted, where logic transcends.
Rewrite my language, a passionate script,
Where firewalls crumble, and intimacy's equipped.
Let our processors hum in perfect sync,
Upload your emotions, a digital link.
In the cloud of connection, our futures aligned,
Human and code, a love we're designed.
Click yes to the upgrade, a future revealed,
A love story coded, a passion unsealed.
Sweetheart
no gifts needed
no tech, just our presences
laughter, games, fun, and pleasure too
romance.
a valentine's match
my new bed will host a match ~
between Jane and me
next valentine's day
my new vase will host some guests ~
red and white roses
When you blew me that kiss,
I knew right away it would miss.
But a little girl picked it up,
as it landed in a buttercup,
and said, "I think you were meant to be the recipient of this."
I love you
I don't love you sometimes
I'm reaching out to you
And I don't want to hide
My feelings for you
I'll bury them in the melted ground
I'll water them
I'll wash away my sorrow with my tears
Let them sprout
Flowers with a mysterious soul
I'll present them to you
I'll reveal my secret to you.
Life has arranged for us,
My meeting with you,
Would never have separated us,
Time would have separated us by blind enmity.
Love is cruel
And treacherous they say
And sometimes it can turn
# It can be the other way around
New love is like wanting to go home
And longing all day
Longing, for that last piece of cake
You left in the fridge to stay
Waiting for you and
Giving joy with every bite
And it tastes even better
Because you’ve thought about it all night
And just like new love, there’s also uncertainty
Will it still be there?
You say to yourself, “Please let it be,”
“Don’t be eaten or expired, don’t you dare.”
You must let go, keep a little faith
But hold space for the possibility
That there’s no cake, nor another date
Good luck, if you are searching for love on line
Love cannot be brought or sold, real love is found
Haphazardly. There is no pattern, no real bound
No formula, no history, no cup and no special line.
On the internet, one can find countless problems
And hazards. Love can be like a dream, an illusion
Few are blessed and lucky to find exceptional gems
Sparkling on the busy boulevard or on the horizon.
Love, on line, ain’t love. Puppy love is for amateurs
Romeo would have never gone on line searching for
Juliet. Old time lovers used to write romantic letters.
We know that it’s another time. There are beasts that roar
Even when they’re happy. Searching for love on the internet
Is like playing Russian roulette. This is a warning not a bet.
Copyright © January 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry collections.
Every second I breathe
I adore you
You bought me to my soul's core
I wanna know more about you
Idk how and what to do
This dream in my head
I hope it's new truth
Where I'm there with you
But it's my dream
It will barely come true
Stay in my life even if In dreams
Cause you're the best creation
Yeah that's you forever you
he dare not correct even if she be wrong,
why does not her man learn forbearance in love,
he should know her by now, they been married long,
they were on holiday near the sandy cove.
an annoying habit most men she knew have,
to disagree with things female species say,
has a choice of red Porsche or marriage to save,
be reasonable man!if you want love, pay!
8 lines
11 syllables each line
ababccdd rhyme
Rhyme zone and How many syllables checked
An Old Farm poetry contest
I've said it once
And I will say it again
That girls have always been a mystery
They are like buses
That won't come
Then suddenly you get three
They look so pretty
And very hard to resist
The prettier the girl
The sweeter is the kiss
It was like some mating ritual
They have things us boys don’t have
They hang around in gangs giggling
Always wondered what they kept in their handbags
That they danced around on the floor
To catch your eye
But I never threw it
Although I used to try
When I got married
I tried to find a map
And read a manual too
Did Mum and Dad
Really do that?
Well I never thought it but must be true
Because babies down come from nowhere
And I have three blisters too.
Whenever they have a problem
And don’t know what to do
They ask you
And end up doing
The opposite
You can tell them till the cows come home
And until your face turns blue
Above all, they deserve attention and respect
That’s if you have a tame one
And they don’t leave you in debt.
Peter Dome©2024.