What's the best love poem you've ever heard!??

Question

What's the best love poem you've ever heard!??

Answer 1

For Annie by Edgar Allan Poe



THANK Heaven! the crisis—

  The danger is past,

And the lingering illness

  Is over at last—

And the fever called 'Living'          5

  Is conquer'd at last.



Sadly, I know

  I am shorn of my strength,

And no muscle I move

  As I lie at full length:   10

But no matter—I feel

  I am better at length.



And I rest so composedly

  Now, in my bed,

That any beholder   15

  Might fancy me dead—

Might start at beholding me,

  Thinking me dead.



The moaning and groaning,

  The sighing and sobbing,   20

Are quieted now,

  With that horrible throbbing

At heart—ah, that horrible,

  Horrible throbbing!



The sickness—the nausea—   25

  The pitiless pain—

Have ceased, with the fever

  That madden'd my brain—

With the fever called 'Living'

  That burn'd in my brain.   30



And O! of all tortures

  That torture the worst

Has abated—the terrible

  Torture of thirst

For the naphthaline river   35

  Of Passion accurst—

I have drunk of a water

  That quenches all thirst.



—Of a water that flows,

  With a lullaby sound,   40

From a spring but a very few

  Feet under ground—

From a cavern not very far

  Down under ground.



And ah! let it never   45

  Be foolishly said

That my room it is gloomy,

  And narrow my bed;

For man never slept

  In a different bed—   50

And, to sleep, you must slumber

  In just such a bed.



My tantalized spirit

  Here blandly reposes,

Forgetting, or never   55

  Regretting its roses—

Its old agitations

  Of myrtles and roses:



For now, while so quietly

  Lying, it fancies   60

A holier odour

  About it, of pansies—

A rosemary odour,

  Commingled with pansies—

With rue and the beautiful   65

  Puritan pansies.



And so it lies happily,

  Bathing in many

A dream of the truth

  And the beauty of Annie—   70

Drown'd in a bath

  Of the tresses of Annie.



She tenderly kiss'd me,

  She fondly caress'd,

And then I fell gently   75

  To sleep on her breast—

Deeply to sleep

  From the heaven of her breast.



When the light was extinguish'd,

  She cover'd me warm,   80

And she pray'd to the angels

  To keep me from harm—

To the queen of the angels

  To shield me from harm.



And I lie so composedly,   85

  Now, in my bed

(Knowing her love),

  That you fancy me dead—

And I rest so contentedly,

  Now, in my bed   90

(With her love at my breast),

  That you fancy me dead—

That you shudder to look at me,

  Thinking me dead.



But my heart it is brighter   95

  Than all of the many

Stars in the sky,

  For it sparkles with Annie—

It glows with the light

  Of the love of my Annie— 100

With the thought of the light

  Of the eyes of my Annie.

Answer 2

I honestly dont know much about poems...

But i personally like the love poems i write :)

Answer 3

I have always loved William Shakespeare's lines from Hamlet, in which Hamlet writes to Ophelia:

'Doubt thou the stars are fire;

Doubt that the sun doth move;

Doubt truth to be a liar;

But never doubt I love.

'O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers; I have not art to

reckon my groans: but that I love thee best, O most best, believe

it.Adieu.

'Thine evermore, most dear lady, whilst this machine is to him,

HAMLET.'

Answer 4

Well, I like a lot of love poems but I have to say I enjoy my own the best. Just because it describes how I feel and when I reread it, it's describing how I feel. Might be silly but who knows. Here's one of them. It's called, 'Forever In Us.'

pulse racing.

pounding. (hear it?)

sweat running.

trembling. (feel it?)

Sweet scent. went. (lovliness)

    forever in me

Face. trace. (memory)

    forever in me

Voice. a choice. (i love you)

    forever in me

Lips. imprint. (together)

    forever in me

Soft. aloft. (serenity)

    forever in me

Remember.

No.

Forever. Together.