Love Song Poems | Examples
These Love Song poems are examples of Song poems about Love. These are the best examples of Song Love poems written by international poets.
The autumn day is beautiful and sweet,
and the sounds of nature ring loud and sharp;
I stand listening to a lone bird song.
His tweets, chirps and twirls an echoing song,
I am in awe of his melody sweet;
and then, the wind answers in whispers sharp.
Somewhere, a tree branch breaks with a crack sharp,
disturbing tranquility of this song;
I love nature and the hidden sounds sweet.
Let this sweet, sharp, song ever drift and float.
If love etched on
gemmed, rose, vase
it will be full of
sonorous blissfulness
, like a dreamlike lily.
I frequently make up silly songs
as I go about my day
- does that sound wrong?
Peter’s quite used to it.
Sometimes he sings along
when he sees fit.
It should be mentioned
that I have an awful voice
there have been singing interventions
I’m sorting my closet
one of the tasks on my
get ready for school docket
(*singing*)
“Look at me
I’m as helpless as a lobster up a tree
and if you
ignore the smell
i’m doing swell
feeling frisky
and so much in lovvvvve
Look my way
and as long as your not driving
it’s ok
in fact
it’s just as well
cause I bet you can tell
that I’m frisky
and so much in lovvvve”
.
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A song for this:
Silly Love Songs by Paul McCartney
silliness, songs, boyfriend, voice, humor
Writing poetry is my life's passion- amen,
exciting to see what falls from this bleeding pen,
sometime, I pen at night then let my words fly,
sublime on wings they swirl into the morn' sky.
Love each poem like a child born from deep pain,
above they float and my soul is ever left with a stain,
spill my ink again and again until I cannot write words,
fulfill my poetic thirst creating poems like song birds.
A ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ring ¦¦¦ a starbright sphere,
With ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ delight and ¦¦¦¦ cunning ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ unsought,
¦¦¦¦ the heart ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ may smile if to pleasure his ear
A ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ jewel of music is ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ aught--
Love, laughter, ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ to hang in the ear ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
As a bird's ¦¦¦¦¦ song ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ in us hear
Pause ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ again the same strain caught,
So moves ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ as a pearl or tear,
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ wrought.
(Blackout of The Roundel by Algernon Charles Swinburne)
Hey hey hey
bom bom bom
mine hands beat di congos
dos drums, drums drums
for di farther,
i beat drums louder, harder
be beat di drums
i spin di drumsticks wit mai guns
for di heart for im glory
beats as per drum, hurry
pikin heed im call
one and all selah
hey hey hey
bom bom bom
mine hands beat di congos
dos drums, drums drums
for di farther,
i beat drums louder, harder
for di heart for im glory
beats as per drum, hurry
pikin heed im call
one and all selah
7/8/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026
back to black
our Winehouse anthem
spun again
disco blues
wearying soft eyes with tears
we'll swear it's for love
Find it in the song,
love that is long gone -
when a pretty smile
made you walk a mile.
It's still hiding there -
magic in the air.
Baaa, saaa aah
Beloved, wait for me,
My body sacred not meant
To be for you, only in matrimony,
To seal a covenant
Wait for me
Love our love deeply
My submission belongs to God
I'm under His authority
Purity and clarity
Wait for me
It's meant to be
I'am not provider
My darling God and you are
Only you're my provider, my lasting peace
And security, my idenity
Worth purpose comes from God
My Father husband you are, wait for me
Only you can my God can
I show you my faith
I'm graced by God and your presents
I wait for you, you wait for me
You're a blessing...wait for me
Wait for me.It's meant to be.
I am not provider you and God are darling
Wait for me
7/13/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2026
Write me a song and use a beautiful word
Make it a song that no one has heard
Write me a song about love that you bring
and make a song everyone can sing
Write me a song about love but not pain
make it about sunshine and not the rain
Write me a song about the stars and the moon
make it a song with a catchy tune
Write me a song but don't make me cry
make it a song I can remember you by.
“Every sunrise brings another chance to begin again, reminding you that hope repeats itself more faithfully than fear ever could.” – Unknown
Fall in love with purple possibilities
Reach for silver stars
And when you catch them squeeze
Out a wish from red heart
Keep looking up be indigo inspired
Nothing holding you back be brave
Chase the moon keep reaching higher
Be all you dream of every single day
You are unique with talents you bring
They are a part of your amethyst appeal
Be like the blue bird with song to sing
From the rooftops be heard a thrill
Excite the universe with your gifts
Be who you are called to be
When you do your heart will lift
Yourself and those others in need
Hope is a light flickering so bright
Step into yourself and win at life
Beyond ordinary
you de di rightouesness for God
fine, colorful hraced gifted for love
Beyond ordinary, you are, you are
beyoind reconition you de give
faith, mercies graced, beyond ordinary
fine ordinary, by far
you deBeyond ordinary
You are the rightouesness of God
Beautiful, colorful graced gifted in love
Beyoind reconition you are given
Faith, mercies graced
Beautiful ordinary, by far
You are
Beyond ordinary
You are the rightouesness of God
Beautiful, colorful hraced gifted in love
Beyoind reconition you are given
Faith, mercies graced
Beautiful ordinary, by far
You are
5/31/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026
Laurel, remember,
you are the best ending
to every beginning
Day, translation,
night, and song
I’ll paint you
the color of quiet
the unassuming shadows,
and the never-taking earth
You are the finest details,
never hungry for attention
My triangle is filled
with butterflies
still burning
vivid blue
you are the corky, wise
tidbits of humor
in all my favorite corners:
a Kermit the frog
dial phone,
a smiling cat ridding
a chicken
on the face
of a broken clock
can I ride the swirls
of your silver hair?
Written: May 28, 2026,
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Barbados once sang in May—
Children's struts with dynamic gameplay.
November calls, in step with the world,
where love flags for all kids are unfurled.
November music is cheerful and bright,
Children's voice, the happiness ignites.
Palm trees wobble slowly as artists dance,
sprigs slap slightly, as their feet prance.
Kites sail over the sky in dazzling shades,
Stories of destiny are yet to be made.
Each child shows a flame, each grin a spire,
A symbol of vitality for the island to inspire.
“Slow down,” says the sea with shimmering hand,
“Listen to children, they brighten the land.”
From May to November, the message is one—
Barbados shines brighter when children have fun.
With nuance, it may be infused,
but I sit here, so confused.
My soul's more at home
in a simple poem.
It may be childish or naive,
but my heart can best receive
where love belongs -
in a simple song.
My body and my brain,
trying so hard to sustain,
long to grow old and gray
on a simple day.
So, let's just me and you
gaze into a sky that's blue,
and coo like a turtle dove
to a simple love.