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.
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?
~ When Playing 'The Game of Love' ~
Let not defeat upon defeat serve as dissuasion
~ One victory changes the whole equation
imaginary scripts in mind conjured ~
of them how many have with love concurred
fears to rest laid, in love and light we wade ~
assigning no grade to bliss readymade
Lowering her eyes, deeply she blushed
Perhaps my stare a bit too rushed
Turned her pretty shoulder away from me
Left no doubt of what would be
as a character in life’s dream ~
why not ride atop love’s moonbeam
The Depot
The morning sun begins to peek,
my shaking knees are feeling weak.
With heavy baggage in my hand,
it takes my strength to simply stand.
I am so numb the silence roars,
I have survived my endless wars.
Gazing at the train platform
remnants of the passing storm.
The grass glistens in the breaking sun
oblivious to the battle won.
Crowds disperse, the platform clears,
the whistle echoes in my ears.
To be alone at last, I breathe,
I'm taking in the autumn breeze.
My first steps forward, timid ones,
the light of day finally comes.
For I'm unsure what lies ahead,
will they love me now, wish me dead.
It matters none from here on in,
I fought the war, I fought the sin.
My body's weak but I am home,
my weary soul will cease to roam.
Debra
A whisper, a mere breath ~
tenderness in its many forms.
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Long before he donned the garb of terror
in his twisted mind, ‘no error’
He lay in swaddling clothes in his loving mother’s arms
a purveyor of charm ~ tender ~ incapable of harm