Couplet Love Poems | Examples
These Couplet Love poems are examples of Love poems about Couplet. These are the best examples of Love Couplet poems written by international poets.
we fell from the sky, as form crystallised ~
that love within the heart be realised
A most delicious sound that I love the most,
Is the pat-of-butter scratch on morning toast!
When you closed your eyes a final time,
twin amber oceans slowly died.
Somewhere amidst the seamless mist,
a newly minted soul in pristine winged bliss.
A heavenly harmony rides an eternal tide,
I pray for a star-dusted stroll to the brighter side.
Until then, the plow horse plows a winter field
A blue seed of memory stirs just beneath an icy shield.
So many thoughts were left unsaid,
and sadly, grieving tears were shed
that unexpected day she died-
her diagnosis that had lied.
And knowing not demise was near,
impending death had held no fear.
But it did come too soon one day;
too late for sharing things to say.
Do not hold back, but always share,
and with loved ones, true feelings bare
before comes death, that final dread-
do not leave loving thoughts unsaid.
Grief is a ghostwriter for sure
that lets those unsaid thoughts endure
engraved in ink, but never heard-
by those you'd wished to hear each word.
ego says fastest fingers first ~
concepts dissolve in love’s bliss burst
I JUST LOVE AND MISS YOU SO MUCH
Loneliness is as a period
Without a full sentence;
It mirrors a riverbed
That once knew water;
Yes, loneliness can be canvassed
As a dried eggshell that has lost all:-
You were my life’s sentence, water, and yoke:
And this life of mine, just misses you so much:-
Ben Jonson's four linked rhymed couplet 'To Celia' in 'olde English' with the much mis-quoted second line is perhaps the most famous penned love plea still relevant & pertinent today in this eternal & often misunderstood of everyday relationships
Ben Jonson a bricklayer by trade
poetics then came to his aid
He loved the epigrammatic quatrain
as they did not need to tax his brain
Ben penned a poem of love
a plea for the recovery thereof
He used olde English to make a play
requesting Celia to make his day
BONDED STIFF
Our love knows no swiftness;
It’s tied and bowed in stiffness.
Our love life is no played game;
It is an everlasting bond attained.
May our love ever be as if a royal palace evening ball;
An orchestrated ball, admired and wished for by all.
May this precious bond between you and me,
Be granted an ever-blessed bond of eternity:-
there are some who’ve seen but say they’ve not felt ~
bereft of love, light and bliss, what is left
Some see beauty in machines on wheels
souped-up sports cars, the ‘real deal’
Others find it deep in forest’s quietude
pouring forth their gratitude
Some envision a world of nations at peace
wars to cease, love increase
Some find it in flawless skin and flowing hair
saints tap into souls, profundity to share
the love we once shared, was by our friend erased ~
ego suffers but our Self remains unfazed
Two faint stars meet at the edge of night,
Sharing one moment in the hush of twilight.
They cannot contend with the rising Sun,
Nor ask the morning what they have begun.
So they shelter together beneath each other's umbrella,
Sharing a glance, a chance, to write their brief novella.
onset of angst, anguish and dread ~
means we’re not by love and light led
Soggy Doritos
I like soggy Doritos, I will not lie,
For in a taco salad, they're the apple of my eye.
I like them fresh out of the bag, as perfect as it seems,
But in a taco salad, the soggy chip is queen.
I slather on the sour cream and hot sauce just to boot,
Sending both my waistline and my blood count through the roof!
I've been known to devour a whole bag in a day,
Till my checking account is empty and I'm walking with a sway.
I love the tangy chip, I surely do,
Either from the bag or in a bowl. With a Mountain Dew.
But by far, the very best of the chip,
Is in a taco salad so soggy you can't dip.
Father Time, depicted as ‘the Grim Reaper’
House of Horrors gatekeeper
Holding a scythe, ready to strike
Where's ‘Papa,’ who loved me as a tyke?