Top 20 Short & Most Romantic Love Poems That You Must Remember

Mixi February 05, 2022 | 13:39

A short poem to your Valentine can easily be more powerful than gifts, sometimes. Give your loved one a poem to show your love and affection to him/ her.

Valentine Poems. Photo: KnowInsiders

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1.Here for Me 2.Music When Soft Voices Die 3.You're My Everything 4.My Sunshine 5.Such A Short Time 6.Will You Be My Valentine 7.Sweet Rose of Virtue 8.The Bright Sunshine That Covers My Days 9.My Perfect Valentine 10.One Perfect Rose 11.You’re My Everything 12.Whoso List to Hunt 13.Sweet Valentine 14.Valentine Obsession 15.I Can’t Hide My Feelings 16.How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43) 17.To My Dear and Loving Husband 18.I Love You 19.After Paradise 20.Echo Origins of Valentine’s Day: A Pagan Festival in February

Table Content

1.Here for Me

2.Music When Soft Voices Die

3.You're My Everything

4.My Sunshine

5.Such A Short Time

6.Will You Be My Valentine

7.Sweet Rose of Virtue

8.The Bright Sunshine That Covers My Days

9.My Perfect Valentine

10.One Perfect Rose

11.You’re My Everything

12.Whoso List to Hunt

13.Sweet Valentine

14.Valentine Obsession

15.I Can’t Hide My Feelings

16.How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)

17.To My Dear and Loving Husband

18.I Love You

19.After Paradise

20.Echo

Origins of Valentine’s Day: A Pagan Festival in February

Valentine's Day is the Holiday of Romance. Romance is love in its active state, ignited and inspired. Valentine poetry should get that loving feeling on the other side!

On Valentine Day, don't give him/her a card with a prewritten poem in it. That won't get you anywhere. True romance are words from your heart.

1.Here for Me

By Sarah Spoors

You’re there for me when skies are grey,

You turn them to skies of blue,

You walk with me and hold my hand,

And that’s why I love you.

You know when I need some time alone,

And give me room to breathe,

You let me be who I am,

And you are true to me.

I couldn’t ask for a better man,

You’re all I will ever need.

So thank you once, twice and thrice,

For being here for me.

2.Music When Soft Voices Die

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Music, when soft voices die,

Vibrates in the memory—

Odours, when sweet violets sicken,

Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,

Are heaped for the belovèd's bed;

And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,

Love itself shall slumber on.

3.You're My Everything

by Jennifer D. Etheridge

Published: February 9, 2021

You're the beauty in the sunrise,

The soft warmth shining in the trees.

Joyful lightness that's in your eyes,

The slightest tingling from the breeze.

You're birds singing on a spring day,

Beauty, peace, love and art...

My music, my love, my Monet.

You're my joy, my muse, my heart.

4.My Sunshine

You bring me sunshine,

when I only see rain.

You bring me laughter,

when I only feel pain.

I don’t think you could ever know

just how truly special you are,

that even on the darkest nights

you are my brightest star.

5.Such A Short Time

When I first saw your face I knew you were mine

We have both grown to love each other in such a short time

you know I’ve been looking for you all my life

for the day when I become your wife

you have given me security and love

which I’ve only ever dreamed of

I know there is a heaven and dreams do come true

Someone up there loves me

because they sent me YOU!

6.Will You Be My Valentine

My days are filled with yearning;

My nights are full of dreams.

I’m always thinking of you;

I’m in a trance, it seems.

You’re all I ever wanted;

I wish you could be mine;

And so I have to ask you:

Will you be my Valentine?

7.Sweet Rose of Virtue

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by William Dunbar

Sweet rose of virtue and of gentleness,

delightful lily of youthful wantonness,

richest in bounty and in beauty clear

and in every virtue that is held most dear―

except only that you are merciless.

Into your garden, today, I followed you;

there I saw flowers of freshest hue,

both white and red, delightful to see,

and wholesome herbs, waving resplendently―

yet everywhere, no odor but bitter rue.

I fear that March with his last arctic blast

has slain my fair rose of pallid and gentle cast,

whose piteous death does my heart such pain

that, if I could, I would compose her roots again―

so comforting her bowering leaves have been.

8.The Bright Sunshine That Covers My Days

Reminds me how in each and every way

My love for you has grown leaps and bounds

And together we have come around

Through trials and troubles, we face together

We pulled it through the stormy weather.

So just be mine and love me forever,

This is all I ask of you.

For when life was low and I needed you

you were there to see me through.

So now that we are together

all I want to do is to love you and leave you never.

I’m lucky to have you by my side and want us to stay together forever.

9.My Perfect Valentine

Observing the stars,

You came into mind,

I thought about your love for me,

It’s so fine.

Whenever you hug me,

Whenever you’re there,

I feel so secure,

I know you really care.

At times we’re together,

Not knowing what to say,

All we do is hold hands,

Then our love lights the way.

There are instances we argue,

But time’s granted to ponder,

Then we work things out,

It makes our love stronger.

I’ve nothing to worry about,

Gone are moments, I thought we’d part,

Thinking of you makes me smile,

You’ll forever be in my heart.

10.One Perfect Rose

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A single flower he sent me, since we met

all tenderly his messenger he chose;

deep-hearted, pure with scented dew still wet

one perfect rose.

I knew the language of the flower

“my fragile leaves, it said his heart enclose”

love long has taken for his locket

one perfect rose.

Why is it no one ever sent me yet

one perfect limousine, do you suppose?

Ah, no it’s always just my luck to get

one perfect rose

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11.You’re My Everything

You’ll always be in my heart

Can’t bear the pain when we are apart

Nobody is as special as you are to me

I hope you are beginning to see

I can’t describe how much I care

But when you need me I’ll be there

To wipe those tears when you are sad

To make you happy when you are mad

All these things I can really do

Just remember I’m thinking of you!

12.Whoso List to Hunt

by Sir Thomas Wyatt

Whoso list to hunt, I know where is an hind,

But as for me, alas, I may no more.

The vain travail hath wearied me so sore,

I am of them that farthest cometh behind.

Yet may I by no means my wearied mind

Draw from the deer, but as she fleeth afore

Fainting I follow. I leave off therefore,

Since in a net I seek to hold the wind.

Who list her hunt, I put him out of doubt,

As well as I may spend his time in vain.

And graven with diamonds in letters plain

There is written, her fair neck round about:

Noli me tangere, for Caesar's I am,

And wild for to hold, though I seem tame

13.Sweet Valentine

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By Harry Boslem

I could watch the sunrise, I could watch the sunset.

I could walk in the rain without getting wet.

I could witness their beauty as the flowers bloom.

I could I could listen to bird songs as the new day dawns.

I could feel the sunshine through the darkest clouds.

I could hear a sweet whisper through the roar of a crowd.

I could walk on water without soaking my feet.

I could travel the world in less than a week.

I could ponder the knowledge passed down by the wise.

I could dwell in a castle built in the sky.

I could paint a portrait and bring it to life.

I could sleep without pain, on the edge of a knife.

I could play a sweet melody to soften the mood.

I could take all the bad and turn it to good.

I could float on the breeze, I could fly on the wind.

I could soar high in the sky, leaving the world behind.

I could travel the cosmos and watch it unfold.

I could witness its power, so wonderful to behold.

But of all the wonderful things I could do,

There's nothing in the universe that compares to you.

I'll hold you in my heart for the rest of my life.

You're my living miracle, my sweet valentine.

14.Valentine Obsession

My Valentine, my love, my all,

How did this come to be?

This romance has me quite beguiled;

You’ve captivated me.

I breathe you every waking hour,

And when I sleep, I dream

That you are in my arms again…

Sweet fantasies extreme.

I’m sure that I was born for you;

You have me so fulfilled.

You kiss me and caress me,

As wild feelings start to build.

But that’s not all, my Valentine;

My mind is also yours.

And for this fine obsession,

It seems there are no cures.

So tell me that you feel the same;

Tell me that you’re mine.

Let me know you’ll always be

My treasured Valentine.

15.I Can’t Hide My Feelings

I just want to be with you,

baby, no one else will do.

I know I say I love you often,

but every word I say is true.

You made me realize

that every boy is not always the same.

I wrote your name in my heart,

and forever it will stay.

I know we have our ups and downs,

but no relationship is perfect.

And by the end of the argument

the confrontation wasn’t even worth it.

People try to break us every day,

over and over again.

I don’t let it get to me

because I know who has won in the end.

I love your smile,

your intelligence,

and everything you do.

I thank God faithfully

that He sent you.

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16.How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1806-1861

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

I love thee to the level of every day's

Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.

I love thee freely, as men strive for right.

I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death.

17.To My Dear and Loving Husband

BY ANNE BRADSTREET

If ever two were one, then surely we.

If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.

If ever wife was happy in a man,

Compare with me, ye women, if you can.

I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,

Or all the riches that the East doth hold.

Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.

Thy love is such I can no way repay;

The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.

Then while we live, in love let’s so persever,

That when we live no more, we may live ever.

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18.I Love You

BY ELLA WHEELER WILCOX

I love your lips when they’re wet with wine

And red with a wild desire;

I love your eyes when the lovelight lies

Lit with a passionate fire.

I love your arms when the warm white flesh

Touches mine in a fond embrace;

I love your hair when the strands enmesh

Your kisses against my face.

Not for me the cold, calm kiss

Of a virgin’s bloodless love;

Not for me the saint’s white bliss,

Nor the heart of a spotless dove.

But give me the love that so freely gives

And laughs at the whole world’s blame,

With your body so young and warm in my arms,

It sets my poor heart aflame.

So kiss me sweet with your warm wet mouth,

Still fragrant with ruby wine,

And say with a fervor born of the South

That your body and soul are mine.

Clasp me close in your warm young arms,

While the pale stars shine above,

And we’ll live our whole young lives away

In the joys of a living love.

19.After Paradise

by Czeslaw Milosz

Don't run any more. Quiet. How softly it rains

On the roofs of the city. How perfect

All things are. Now, for the two of you

Waking up in a royal bed by a garret window.

For a man and a woman. For one plant divided

Into masculine and feminine which longed for each other.

Yes, this is my gift to you. Above ashes

On a bitter, bitter earth. Above the subterranean

Echo of clamorings and vows. So that now at dawn

You must be attentive: the tilt of a head,

A hand with a comb, two faces in a mirror

Are only forever once, even if unremembered,

So that you watch what it is, though it fades away,

And are grateful every moment for your being.

Let that little park with greenish marble busts

In the pearl-gray light, under a summer drizzle,

Remain as it was when you opened the gate.

And the street of tall peeling porticos

Which this love of yours suddenly transformed.

20.Echo

by Carol Ann Duffy

I think I was searching for treasures or stones

in the clearest of pools

when your face…

when your face,

like the moon in a well

where I might wish…

might well wish

for the iced fire of your kiss;.

only on water my lips, where your face…

where your face was reflected, lovely,

not really there when I turned

to look behind at the emptying air…

the emptying air.

Origins of Valentine’s Day: A Pagan Festival in February

While some believe that Valentine’s Day is celebrated in the middle of February to commemorate the anniversary of Valentine’s death or burial—which probably occurred around A.D. 270—others claim that the Christian church may have decided to place St. Valentine’s feast day in the middle of February in an effort to “Christianize” the pagan celebration of Lupercalia. Celebrated at the ides of February, or February 15, Lupercalia was a fertility festival dedicated to Faunus, the Roman god of agriculture, as well as to the Roman founders Romulus and Remus.

To begin the festival, members of the Luperci, an order of Roman priests, would gather at a sacred cave where the infants Romulus and Remus, the founders of Rome, were believed to have been cared for by a she-wolf or lupa. The priests would sacrifice a goat, for fertility, and a dog, for purification. They would then strip the goat’s hide into strips, dip them into the sacrificial blood and take to the streets, gently slapping both women and crop fields with the goat hide. Far from being fearful, Roman women welcomed the touch of the hides because it was believed to make them more fertile in the coming year. Later in the day, according to legend, all the young women in the city would place their names in a big urn. The city’s bachelors would each choose a name and become paired for the year with his chosen woman. These matches often ended in marriage.