Ocean Love Poems | Examples
These Ocean Love poems are examples of Love poems about Ocean. These are the best examples of Love Ocean poems written by international poets.
I am grateful for having had the opportunity this summer
to travel with my family to London and Paris…
and as we road the tube, in cabs, atop a double decker bus,
in a punt upon the Thames,
the Metro, a boat upon the Seine
and in an plane across the ocean….
I was happily reminded how
traveling with those you love
is and always will be…
poetry in motion.
There's a beach where the sand
Won't get in your shoes
Or stick to your skin
When you're covered with sweat.
The shore's always clean
No trash or dead fish
And the water's still
Clear enough to drink.
In your mind, I hope and pray,
There's room for me
To kick that sand around
And be with you on your shore.
I remember the summer nights
We were sitting by the sea
Lying on the sand
With the shore's waves covering out feet
While we were looking at the stars
And we were dreaming
Dreaming to free
Young,
And in love
And when we returned at home
Open windows
While the cool summer breeze was blowing in
And in the room flowed the scent of ocean
But we couldn't feel it
We were burning
Under the white sheets...
I just want to catch you on a date
in the middle of the ocean,
with all the running lights
on your face.
Picturing us in the sky,
which are captured
in your eyes.
The breeze playing
with your hairs.
No crowd,
no noise -
just you
in the middle of the ocean,
with butterflies.
We tell a secret,
soft and slow,
that has been hidden for years
in a muddy home.
You smiled
like you already knew -
the change...
it happened through you.
So meet me
where the moonlight falls.
'Cause love
kissed the sky.
We find us
on the shore now.
We are in a peace
which never happened before.
Never happened before...
Never happened before.
I think this one-sided crush
will fade like the waves in the ocean—
loud when they reach the shore,
but forgotten as they fall back into silence.
Let her go
Let her go
Let her go
I'm ready to let her go
It's time to ride solo
She doesn’t love me
I'd rather let her leave
Out of the proverbial doorway
It's the only way to be okay
Maybe we'll still be friends
Or maybe this is where it ends
All I know is that I'm through
With constantly feeling blue
When I talk to her
Maybe I'll cure
My broken heart
By tearing it apart
I'm through with heartache
Don't know how much I can take
It's the worst pain
In the world
To know someone
Doesn’t love you anymore
Spent my late teens
Chasing these feelings
Wish I can go back to the start
When I actually had a heart
Now it's sinking to the bottom
Of the dark blue ocean below
Where it'll forever stay
Gasping for air
Hoping for someone
Giving it air
But no one will care
Or make me feel alive
All I can do is hope and pray
Someone will feel the same way
I wish I were one of your breaths,
So I could flow through your body and fill you up with life
I wish I were a bead of your blood,
So I could travel through your heart, playful
Oh, to be the moonlight,
So in the nights I could sneak through your window
or to be the summer breeze,
So I could lay on your skin, steal your dream
But your eyes shine to another sky,
more distant,
that make me wish I were a part of your soul,
So I could live alone in Heaven
and be the reflection of all your desires
This way, every time you look at the mirror,
Search deep into your eyes, you'll find me somewhere
I will always be there, even when you cry
'Cause as they say the eyes are the mirror of the soul
But you don't know, oh, how much I'd love
to be a starry sea, to embrace you
To hold you tight, my foam to be your scent
And with my wave to drown you into kisses
sponsor : Constance La France
29.9.25
Placed : 3rd Standard Contest
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“Love is the Supreme Artist Unseen” Poet
with a silent kiss does sperm enter egg
butterfly fondle pollen in morning dew
starling swallow caterpillar askew
with silent kiss does sunbeam caress window sill
spoon dips shallot soup with gentle will
waves ripple shelly shoreline in thrill ~
with a silent kiss does newborn lick nipple
cloud embraces cloud, fluff huffed ripple
bud petal unfurls to air in dare
wrinkled stranded beggar’s knobby hand
smooch offered seeded loaf, prime brand
hands warm curl steering wheel, feel genteel
anchor lands on jewelled ocean floor
with silent kiss does sewing needle pierce
linen white, knife smear butter delight
dolphin fin rouse whale tail, ship returns lipping
the silent kiss but Love in polar need
destined to meet in embosom’s clasp
receiver with giver unmasked grasp
~~~~~
Love didn’t follow you from junior high,
It lingered in corners like and made you sigh,
Your eyes sought faces, but none remained,
Only silence where your laughter reigned.
The halls are long, the lockers gray,
You walk alone through the first day,
Your broken mirrors—your beating heart,
Like ocean waves that drift apart.
Outside the windows, the branches lean,
Bushes and trees filled with leaves of green,
They whisper of summers already gone,
Of childhood’s song and its softer dawn.
Flowers bloom in the tender light,
Opening slowly to morning skies,
Dear blossoms rising, their petals near,
Touching the heavens, unclouded, clear.
But you—still waiting for love to start,
Carrying quietly heis fragile heart,
Dreams that shimmer but fall away,
Like glass at dusk, like mist at day.
Yet somewhere hidden, a promise grows,
In roots unseen where your gardener knows,
That even the loneliest soul will find
A gentler hand, a heart aligned.
So you walk beneath the sap filled trees,
Your breath a prayer, your steps a plea,
And the morning answers with fragrant air,
You are you and yes, quite rare.
I'm not a seafarer, but took a risk and dove right in,
as if from cliff height and wound up floundering
in the dark abysmal depths of a roiling ocean.
From pages of 'The Rime of the Ancient Mariner,'
I wore the feathered omen draped around my shoulders.
When a marriage ends, the mast is cracked, mainsail tattered.
The bottle was his failing; but the burden was mine.
His raging storm was a whirlpool of self-loathing.
Certain to drown if I lingered with him much longer,
I was in need of a way out of my wretched life.
Frowns were etched into my brow from doleful despair,
as we sailed beneath stormy skies on a battered ship.
My cries were much louder than the roar of the ocean,
but he didn't seem to care whether he lived or died.
I desperately fought to keep him tethered to my side
but he was the killick that kept dragging me down.
I couldn't save us both, broke free from the chain,
and watched Coleridge's boa floating in the flotsam.
I stood on the beach, searching each crested wave
but when the tide ebbed, I walked away.
“If you scratch my back,”
said the cuttlefish,
“I'll scratch yours, my dear,
for you're really quite a dish!”
“If we were to wed,
'neath overhead night starry,
upon the ocean bed,”
replied the calamari,
“just think,
when the ink
has dried,
together
we'll be tied,
I'll be your Belle,
you'll be my Beau,
and happily we'll be,
ever after... squid pro quo.”
Outside in the barn one late summer eve
a seaman toiled until wee hours of night
Solid rock surrounded by wood and nail
just the right size for "The Serenity Sail"
She lit an old candle by the window,
recalling sweetly their brave adventures
Back in the days when they were young
water was life and love was pure gold;
Over by the lawn an old weathered sailboat
sat waiting, for one more vigorous glide
"Lets take her out " he said as he toiled,
curving the wood and tapering to a point.
That night they slept in the boat like kids,
huddled under a blanket stitched with stars.
Tasting the ocean on her lips he sighed,
"Join me !" he said as she giggled, awhile.
BEACH
water
sandy shore
picking up seashells
making big sand castles
playing in the blue water
"lasting beach dreams of childhood days"
within your forest
quartz light from your gallant eyes
surround my ocean
breathing devotions
my thoughts quiver as earthquakes
whispers wishes blush
my soul faints daily
your robust masculine trees
my candle mind melts
wooden bough branches
build stalwart starry cabins
from your midnight pen
wanting fervor waves
carve sculptures within in my sands
mists around your pines
August 12th 2025
Dive in
Baby there's sharks in the water,
I need to get in the waters,
You know where not getting younger,
Well sink or we'll swim,
Baby are you with me?
Invincible, until you cut me open,
We are strangers, bound by love's cruel illusion...
Would you dive down, plunge into the abyss?
Tread through the wreckage of my shattered bliss?
Could you swim against the current of my fears?
Guide me back to surface, end my watery years?
For I am drowning, sinking fast and free,
Lost in the undertow of memories...
Beneath the waves, I reach for your hand,
Desperate fingers brushing yours like sand slipping through an hourglass.
I strain to hear your voice above the din,
Echoing fades of love left unsaid, swimming in sin.
Sin of how my heart become broken and lost in this dark abyss
Could you dive in and save me before the end..?