Personification Love Poems | Examples
These Personification Love poems are examples of Love poems about Personification. These are the best examples of Love Personification poems written by international poets.
Once our home was filled with love,
from God up above.
My kitchen had delicious foods cooking away,
as children played near by.
Many family and dear friends,
laughed and loved in my rooms of old.
One by one they went away,
all promising to come back someday.
My once pretty garden is now all weeds,
even the birds will not come near.
I'm A Forgotten Home,
I once was filled with love.
Love is God's knowable
personification, Glorious relatable
Image. An old man with a white
Beard, metaphysical force
No matter -- love is what I
Frame and place on my
Worship altar. The face of love
I talk to. My prayer companion daily,
The receiver of my thankful words,
Focus of my brightest smile -- state
of spiritual grace I strive to fully emulate.
Portrait of my indwelling Divine
Radiance. God is not hidden from
Those who seek love not to hide.
As God would want me I will do my
best to abide.
A lover's sigh in melancholy mood,
and breaths that never die in memories,
now float within a soulful interlude
and birthed from deep within ~ a melody.
Inanimate, yet still a lover's heart
that breathes and cries much like the morning mist.
I wait, impatient, 'til my song imparts
emotion that's been born from passion's lips.
written Nov. 3, 2025 for Nette Onclaud's Personally Speaking contest
Jazzy brassy voice
I scream in blue tones
I dance to fill the void
Buttons like backbones
I’m the woman you love
Can’t get me off your mind
I sing with your every touch
Improv I drink like wine
I am a coconut tree swaying in the breeze,
here in the warm sand I will never freeze.
My big coconuts you cannot squeeze,
but you can add my juice to your teas.
I am loved by the big yellow bees,
bees also love to use water skis.
On this island of coconut trees,
I watch the visitors eating fruits with cheese.
The young men love to climb me to look at the seas,
saying no rain please.
Each of my limbs is meant for adorning
With beautiful lights and jolly decorations
Ribbons flow around me, never warning
This is the time when love touches in sensations
I still remember the joy of the squirrels and birds
When I lived in the forest, beside the oaks I love
For the ache in my heart, there are really no words
But I must sacrifice my quiet life for the One above
He is worth more than many of my green hands
I am only one of this Jesus’ many fans!
the personification of Love in the physical world --- Jesus Christ
love has no conditions
no contract
no absolutes
no rules or regulations
love is automatic
she cannot be thwarted or obliterated
you cannot talk her out of herself
love demands freedom
she loves who she loves
she owes no one an explanation
or an apology
love is a soul feeling
she cannot help herself
"A day goes better with pretty flowers." Quote By Poet...
As spring is being born again,
my head is emerging in a flower garden of love.
My pink rose face is enjoying the new warmth,
the warmth from this new day's sun.
As I grow,
I see you also coming up from the cold ground.
My love,
with deep dark arms of green leaves.
Soon we can once again embrace,
wrapping our love around each other.
Yes,
we are in a rose garden of love.
Quote By Poet "The pretty rose has thorns to keep her safe."
My life starts as a lovely rose bud,
I come in many beautiful colors.
Red roses tell a story of love and romance,
while white roses show herself as innocent and pure.
My buds will open up to show my face,
a face of beauty and pain for some.
Memories from the past roses,
they hurt as if from today.
While my thorns are to protect me,
will they protect you?
Remember when you took my petals off one by one,
making a wish on each petal?
Some came true,
some hurt you through and through.
My soft petals with perfume,
were not meant to hurt but they do.
As I see it
God is not a Dictator,
Does not judge --
Judgment is the
negative truth residing in
His All Knowing being --
As forgiveness, the faultless
depth of His Ever Present Mercy --
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Penitence leads to Sacred Balance
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We judge ourselves, the cause
and effect of Mental duality --
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Sin the eventual personification
of good -- illness, pain and
suffering, leads to the resurrection
of purity --
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No ultimate defeat can come
from Divine Love!
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Lighten the duration
of burden~
Forgive yourself
and all others --
Do then as your Father
does in Heaven....
Let's Get Emotional - Personification in a Sicilian Quintain Stanza Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Andrea Dietrich
I Am Sadness
A blind date then two, three, and four
Found my blind eye at the country fair
From that first ride led to many more
As the allure of sex made us a faux pair
I shouldn't have opened his drawer
Refreshing Rain sits beside Withering Rose
inquiring if He might settle around Her.
She gladly accepts the offer He bestows,
a more precious blessing She could not prefer.
She felt the nourishment from petals to toes,
grateful to Him for His gift of life transfer.
Sometimes we need a little help from our friends
for gracious compassion and kindness it lends.
The smell of cantaloupe is enticing
Yearning to feel it’s smoothly texture
It beckons me to it with an unworldly call
The slippery flesh is on my earthly skin
As I hold the fruit it embraces me,
How sweet! How kind it is!
I sympathize and crave it!
A plant that is living and purring
Communicates to us with undecipherable
Decibels that can be heard from beyond our senses
But, I’m hungry; so hungry!
Tearing apart it’s flesh
It’s now a part of me; broken down to a
Molecular level.
I, a window-flower,
and he, a winter breeze,
carrying along the birds,
the butterflies, and bees
Quiet strength's my power
putting chipmunks at ease--
munching seeds, without words
looking at me, to tease
Thinking I did cower--
--the day-- I did not seize
the breeze went with cow herds
(forsook for milk and cheese!!)
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"You're A Flower In My Garden" Poetry Contest by Tania Kitchin
--meets--
"Wind and Window Flower" by Robert Frost