Romantic Poetry
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As I look upwards from this stance,I see where my hands have laid.Themselves, as palms, upon thy bare shoulders.Shoulders, always bare, and made from ivory. I have been the admirer to your form.A form with curves alike to the Earth.When I’ve seen the horizon,What more to witness than to be blinded, by thee? And I…
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Should the world end, with us not unified,We’ll have the ocean to cross, and then we’ll die.You have beauty that marvels the angels.Of cheeks that blossom the rosiest pink,And such beauty creates strengthIn my darkened heart. I will love with a powerful love,End all demons that torment you into woe,You have arms that claw at…
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The interest in youth,Is all too gullibleFor my understanding.For you have crossed a line where hurt lays dormant,And have faced the tears of a man,A man who has shielded your unguarded heart. There is so much sympathy withdrawn to the shadows,That it would feast on your torn soul.Your torn form, and the graces unfathomable,Of arms…
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Have thee gone astray?From the wicked heart of mine,Into the comfort of decayAnd into the solace of a new moon,Soon when your weary mindSees the heat in this garden’s bloom? I see with steps that are taken,Above a grave that reeks,In the scent of an ocean,The magnificence of your fall.And soon to lift you up,From…
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My fragile darling,How I wish to adopt your pain,For it speaks many long sentences,To my aching ears.You have many years in sorrow.And you are destined to be,To be with me.You have love pouring out,Though, I recite this eulogy. I found the universe to be lacking,Among the stars and the shapes,I found your face as singular,Like…
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I have in my palm,The clay of your illuminated shell.Your beauty that remains stilled,Among the ebony shores,Clears the skies,In your nudity.I am in love with only the failure,That has become my eternal addiction.Oh, when love is my eternity.When love is my mercy. I loathe the external benefit,The mute loathing that showsA frail breathing, lifted by…
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I cry often,When I think of thy prettiness.The emptiness of my facade,When tears fall in short streams,To be caught at the chinThat is where I swallow my words. I choke back the emotions,The loss to which I feel open.I weep for about a minute,And loosen my tears to the open.I see swallows and pigeons alike,Both…
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You have love that surrounds you,As two arms that have closed upon you,I have locked you as a shape,I now love you in this place.Your rosy cheeks are my dessert,Your barren words are its sweetness. I describe,With a voice so cherished,The roundness of a cheek, the left one,And the right one, that has a distant…
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Tipped into thy divine mouth,Like Heaven draining through an hourglass,Of thy heavenly form, with no crudenessAt all, to the beauty of serpents. I am in love with a sin,To make love with the surge of emotion,To make love with a woman of my nightmare,Of all pain, and her studious gaze,Here is me, to count the…
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I fell upon thy parted lips,And fled among their washed hue,Never knew, never knew,The placement of their kind,That were drawn over a face of mine.Your parted lips,Are as my own. A woman, and a man,Your beauty, and my insanity,We’ve both done wrong,To fall apart, and to be anew. I am in love only with water,Because…
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Of eye and iris, combined,I combed the earth, to then find those pair,Dipped in honeydew and nectar alike,Stark against pallid skin and reddened cheeks,As thy making were by God’s artisans. Your eyes, and the cries you emit,By the graces of angels,By the disgrace of my fallen empire,By the dismay to my withered pride,You are still…
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Upon a night, where the moon rose to stayAnd look upon us with fervent fervor,I saw behind that dress that covered thou,A white back that gleamed beneath the silver. A tempting look in your eye,You had a back that gleamed beneath the silver,With a coat of sheen that grew to bloomIn the radiance of an…
Modern Romanticism 