Love Mysterious Poems | Examples
These Love Mysterious poems are examples of Mysterious poems about Love. These are the best examples of Mysterious Love poems written by international poets.
as mysterious
as fog on autumn meadows
you enter my life
After she left, they said she was a complicated and mysterious soul,
She had secrets hidden in the corners of her mind, shadows she never revealed;
Her gaze never matched the smile that seemed painted on her face,
She wrote words no one read, lost in time and space,
Cried silently in bathrooms, with the faucet running, hiding her tears,
She dreamed of becoming a woman no one would try to fix or change.
But the world didn’t want that, it sought something else, a face easier to decipher,
The world wanted subtlety, sensuality, a presence that would disrupt the silence,
So she played the role, dressed in the cloak of appearances society demanded,
Until someone fell in love with the mask and killed the girl hidden beneath.
In the depths of the soul, where dreams and reality blend like a river of shadows,
She remains, an echo of a world that never understood her complexity,
A soul floating among the stars, seeking its place in the boundless universe,
Her memory remains a symbol of the misunderstood, of those who dream beyond.
Mysterious
My entire being tells me
You are my one and only
Soul mate, though your
True self is hidden from me.
Every time I’m with you, I want to
Reach
Into your soul and become
One with you but I
Usually encounter a wall that
Stops me from knowing you more
A star never loses its shine,
You can never ever compare it
to beer and wine.
We love its glow, we also love it,
when its fire.
That's the impact of a pure thing.
We may love less,
but we can never stop loving.
The same is true with God,
same as with the faith.
Sometime we get upset,
but we never forget the
mysteries of God.
Yes, life is mysterious,
we may not understand it,
but we can still enjoy it in every way.
In hidden harmonies, our hearts entwine Unknown to each other, yet soulfully aligned We swap symphonies, a secret delight Our love for music, a silent, shared light
Your voiceless messages, a gentle breeze Stirring emotions, like autumn leaves Each song a whisper, a hidden clue A mysterious connection, pure and true
In this melodic dance, we sway
Two strangers linked by an unseen way The rhythm of curiosity, a beating heart Longing to uncover, the unknown art
Will our harmonies merge, in perfect time?
Only fate knows, this secret rhyme.
I love her looks and lovely lips,
The light her sweet smile brings,
And how she speaks and sways her hips--
She flits and floats as if with wings.
Each move she makes means more than I
Can comprehend or contemplate,
And so I’m often baffled by
The meaning of her mysterious gait.
She has a way with words that we
Would want her simply to eschew;
For when we’re ready to agree,
She’ll quickly change her point of view.
A fearless, formidable foe
Who would win any altercation,
She finds the words she needs as though
She was an alliteration.
So silently I sit and sigh,
And just learn to live life sans strife.
For this woman I can’t decry
Is no other than … shush!…my wife.
October 30, 2024
Baguio City, Philippines
She walked along the narrow path.
Along the side of the lonely stream.
Her golden hair was wet
and stuck haphazardly to her face.
That face that was so tanned
fruit of summer swimming
in the lake nearby.
Her hands were cupped,
one over the other.
It's a present for you, said she.
I wondered what she hid.
She smiled and pirouetted
lively on the wet, dewy grass.
She made as if to turn back,
then stuck out her tongue.
Get your present, she taunted.
I was slightly irritated
but decided to comply.
Slowly, she pleaded
and opened her hand.
Out jumped a small green frog
and sprang into the stream.
She laughed, a melody of joy.
And I? I felt I was
In a whirlwind of mad emotions.
Was I like the frog?
Was I a prisoner of her love?
Only to escape when she let go?
How childish she was!
I looked deep in her green eyes,
So full of innocent joy.
I smiled, then kissed her deep;
Then, hand in hand
we turned back home.
Seduction is a movement that falls in step with the ocean’s tide.
Its power hidden in the ebb and flow,
Evocative motions pulling you outside of time.
You tangle yourself in sea grasses,
the dark water is now your home.
Lonely souls and lovers alike,
gather by this mysterious and sultry shore.
With heavy chains they wrap their naked bodies
All hoping for a chance to drown.
Written: December 16, 2023
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I sneak glance at veiled blue.
as swank stars start to shine,
Sleeping, I sensed your love.
as warmth weaves through the heart,
Feeling the night above
I sneak glance at veiled blue.
through days that caught the moon,
with the whim that soon grasps
those who were backing me,
lasting the same long clasp
I sneak glance at veiled blue.
then climb the heights of sky.
zest the bright stars that shine.
Through the twilight impulse.
glimpse that my soul is thine.
I sneak glance at veiled blue.
Oh, divine timeless throne.
Your love has embraced us.
through my path shone a blaze.
freed and borne with life fuss.
You got me infactuated in mystery,
And left me so alimentary.
Now you dominate my DIARY.
“Love weaves a mysterious magic spell”
Enchanted heart light pulse no rein can quell
Moonbeam frenzy rippling through souls entwined
Dark midnight hour gasp a charmed sleigh bell
Golden whispers permeate our hub aligned
Pearl-eyed lustrous jinx free oath undersigned
We bare toe dash at wishful madcap pace
As eros leaves its comet far behind
Early red dawn passion etched in sheer lace
Spring day mystic zenith, her glow tone face
Closer to nirvana, deep first blush team
Eternal heaven, haunt, or secret space.
Breath of sky rapt tender link’s heady stream
Otherworld amidst engagement ring theme
Doves that skim and coo silver froth afloat
Bright souvenirs en route unveil a gleam
Sensual laughter spurs hypnotic note
blithely fosters harmonising fond quote
Erotic fervour cast your lucky shroud
O'er honeymooner’s trance on dream boat
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"Love weaves a mysterious magic spell"
when first it comes. Oh, how can you explain
that feeling that so many know so well?
It comes to guys or gals. Some feel insane!
You’re often transfixed once you’ve been hit
by Cupid’s arrow, for you’ll strongly feel
so very strange. What magic is in it?
You might not sleep or eat it’s so unreal.
I know I hardly slept or ate too much
when love had struck me spell-bound for a while.
I wrote sweet verses longing for his touch,
which praised his eyes, his hair, his warmth and smile!
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"Love weaves a mysterious magic spell"
Bewitching, insane feeling I know well.
This infatuation, passion does dwell.
Such little time has passed where once a dream;
Have loved beneath starry sky's that had seemed.
Memories as they slowly fade and scream.
Your absence overshadows in tatters.
Aware of that been stolen that matters.
My all, body and soul slowly shatters.
Through deprive lace fingers parted from you;
I've died every day waiting if you knew.
Every breath I take just thinking of you.
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Who knows the ways of love? Like the ways of the universe!
Trust and hope full, "LOVE WEAVES A MYSTERIOUS MAGIC SPELL";
Unconditionally knit, like cells of creatures diverse,
Amalgamating with diversities, it exists well...!
The needs of others get precedence, my needs are reduced,
Assumptions and presumptions back seated, care firmly sticks;
Prohibitions and packages gone, freedom is induced,
Solicitude and sensitivity, like fast friends mix...!
When I accompany you and you accompany me,
Don't we internally feel happy, content, and fulfilled?
My ego and your ego kept aside, goodness we see,
Physical and psychic illnesses within us are healed...!!!
From a realm of self-absorption, quite exclusive
The reason for this feeling inside me was illusive.
Unconsciously putting his welfare before my own.
I am realising this fondness for him has grown.
Is love the course I felt like my heart would burst?
It seemed to be suddenly his feelings came first.
Previously the only one to care about was me.
This feeling of love inside me, makes me happy.
This "love weaves a mysterious magic spell".
When it began, I am sure I don’t know. I can’t tell.
Did it begin when first he took my hand to hold?
Or when he wrapped his coat round me, I was cold.
I am not sure just when this spell overcame me.
When my directions got us lost, he didn’t blame me.
Could it have been the first time we tenderly kissed.
Hope this feeling never leaves, it would be missed.
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