Everything changes when you are loved and when you love yourself. Things seem more beautiful and problems take on another dimension. If you want to celebrate it, grand gestures are not necessary. sometimes just one Phrase used to declare love.
Of all the literary forms there are, the Poetry is undoubtedly the best to express the feeling of being in love. Love has been the central axis of numerous poems throughout history, and there are many verses that describe this emotion, strength and engine of the best of people.
The following love poems were written with the heart since they manage to accurately convey the passion, energy and joy that being in love entails. And they are perfect to send to someone who makes you feel that way.
Short love poems
Letting the word masters speak for you is another option. And if literature has been nourished by something, it is love. Here are some of the best short love poems to dedicate to the person you love. Because you already know that the short 2 times good.
Eternal loveGustavo Adolfo Becquer
The sun may cloud forever;
The sea can dry up in an instant;
The axis of the earth may break
Like a weak crystal.
Everything will happen! may death
Cover me with your funereal crape;
But it can never go out in me
The flame of your love
fourteenth – Alfonsina Storni
You are circulating through my veins. I feel you slide slowly.
I rest my fingers on the arteries of the temples, neck,
of the fists, to palpate.
LoveClaribel Alegria
all i love
they are in you
and you
in everything I love.
I love, you loveRuben Dario
Love, love, love, love always, with everything
being and with the earth and with the sky,
with the light of the sun and the dark of the mud:
love for all knowledge and love for all longing.
And when the mountain of life
May it be hard and long and high and full of abysses,
to love the intensity that is of love on fire
and burn in the fusion of our very breasts!
With youLuis Cernuda
My land?
My land is you
My people?
My people are you.
banishment and death
for me they are where
you are not
And my life?
Tell me “my life,
what is it, if not you?
Jose Colonel Urtecho
When I ask for nothing
And I hardly expect anything
and i can barely do anything
It’s when I love you the most.
On being independentRupi Kaur
I don’t want to have you
to fill the empty parts in me,
I want to be full by myself.
I want to be so complete
that can illuminate an entire city
and then
want you
because we two
combined
we can set it on fire.
love poems to fall in love
Show everything you feel with these The most beautiful short love poems with which to make someone fall in love. In each one of them the poets have masterfully shown how a soul in love feels that yearns to conquer its beloved.
MadrigalManuel del Palacio
You looked at me, my soul,
and such was my joy
and my passion is so crazy
what to feel still seems to me
the kiss of your eyes in my mouth. in love
blue of youEduardo Carranza
Thinking of you is blue, like wandering
Through a golden wood at noon:
gardens are born in my speech
and with my clouds for your dreams I walk.
A soft air unites us and separates us,
a distance of melancholy;
I raise the arms of my poetry,
blue of you, hurt and waiting.
It’s like a horizon of violins
or a warm suffering of jasmine
think of you, of blue temperament.
The world becomes crystal clear
and I look at you, between trill lamp,
Sunday blue of my thought.
just imaginingAlicia Lardé de Venturino
Just imagining that your mouth
can get together with mine, I feel
that a secret anguish suffocates me,
and in desire for tenderness I torment myself…
My soul becomes all hearing;
my body becomes all flame
and it stirs me with love on fire,
while all my spirit calls you.
And then I don’t understand, in madness,
of this dream of love to which I surrender;
if pure blood runs in my veins,
Or if instead of blood there is fire…
classic love poems
Some of the most famous love verses of poetry are collected here. Let yourself be carried away by passion and send one of them to that person you dream of.
Sonnet LXVIPablo Neruda
I don’t love you but because I love you
and from loving you to not loving you I arrive
and to wait for you when I don’t wait for you
Pass my heart from the cold to the fire.
I love you only because I love you,
I hate you without end, and hating you I beg you,
and the measure of my traveling love
It’s not seeing you and loving you like a blind man.
Perhaps it will consume the light of January,
its cruel lightning, my whole heart,
stealing the key to peace
In this story only I die
and I will die of love because I love you,
because I love you, love, with blood and fire.
Sonnet XII, Lope de Vega
To faint, to dare, to be furious,
rough, tender, liberal, elusive,
encouraged, deadly, deceased, alive,
loyal, treacherous, cowardly and courageous;
not find outside the good center and rest,
appear happy, sad, humble, arrogant,
angry, brave, fugitive,
satisfied, offended, suspicious;
fleeing the face to the clear disappointment,
drink poison for soft liquor,
forget the benefit, love the damage;
believe that a heaven in a hell fits,
give life and soul to a disappointment;
This is love, whoever tasted it knows it.
Yesterday I kissed you on the lipsPedro Salinas
Yesterday I kissed you on the lips.
I kissed you in the lips. dense,
reds. It was such a short kiss
that lasted more than a lightning bolt,
What a miracle, more.
Time
after giving it to you
I didn’t want it at all
yeah, not at all
I had wanted it before.
It started, it ended in it.
Today I’m kissing a kiss;
I’m alone with my lips
I put them
not in your mouth, no, not anymore…
-Where did I escape?-.
I put them
in the kiss that I gave you
yesterday, in the mouths together
of the kiss that they kissed.
And this kiss lasts longer
than silence, than light.
Because it is no longer a meat
not a mouth that I kiss,
that escapes, that flees me.
No.
I’m kissing you further.
Constant love, beyond deathFrancisco de Quevedo
May close my eyes last
shadow that the white day will take me,
and will be able to unleash this soul of mine,
time to his anxious eagerness flattery;
but no, from that other part on the shore,
will leave the memory, where it burned:
swimming knows my flame the cold water,
And lose respect for severe law.
Soul to whom a prison god has been,
veins that humor to so much fire they have given,
marrows that have gloriously burned,
your body will leave, not your care;
they will be ashes but it will make sense;
Dust they will be, more dust in love.
goodbye love poems
Love also has a bitter and sad face. Naps Thinking of that person who is no longer part of you or do you want to say “I miss you”, these farewell poems They put into words everything that you are surely experiencing.
letter to a strangerby Nicanor Parra
When the years go by, when they go by
The years and the air have dug a pit
Between your soul and mine; when the years pass
And I was just a man who loved, a being who stopped
An instant in front of your lips,
A poor man tired of walking through the gardens,
Where will you be? Where
you will be, oh daughter of my kisses!
as if every kissby Fernando Pessoa
as if every kiss
out goodbye,
My Chloe, let’s kiss, loving.
Maybe it’s our turn
On the shoulder the hand that calls
To the boat that comes only empty;
And that in the same bundle
Tie what we were mutually
And the alien universal sum of life.
Not anymoreIdea Vilarino
will no longer be
not anymore
we will not live together
I won’t raise your son
I will not sew your clothes
I will not have you at night
I won’t kiss you when I leave
you will never know who i was
why others loved me
I won’t get to know
why or how never
not even if it was real
what you said it was
nor who you were
nor what was I for you
nor how it would have been
live together
love each other
wait for us
be.
I am no longer me
forever and you
already
you will not be for me
more than you. You’re not anymore
in a future day
I won’t know where you live
with who
not even if you remember
you will never hug me
like that night
never.
He won’t touch you again.
I won’t watch you die.
poem xxPablo Neruda
I can write the saddest verses tonight.
Write, for example: “The night is starry,
and the stars shiver, blue, in the distance”.
The night wind spins in the sky and sings.
I can write the saddest verses tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.
She loved me, sometimes I also loved her.
How not to have loved her great still eyes.
I can write the saddest verses tonight.
To think that I do not have her. Feeling I’ve lost her.
Hear the inmense night, even more without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to grass.
Does it matter that my love could not keep it.
The night is full of stars and she is not with me.
That’s all. In the distance someone sings. In the distance.
My soul is not content with having lost it.
As if to bring her closer, my gaze searches for her.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night that makes them whiten
trees.
We, the ones then, are not the same.
I no longer love her, it’s true, but how much I loved her.
My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.
Of other. Will be from another. As before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. The infinite eyes of him.
I don’t love her anymore, it’s true, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, and oblivion is so long.
Because on nights like this I had her between my
arms,
My soul is not content with having lost it.
Even if this is the last pain that she causes me,
and these are the last verses that I write to you.
