Love poems carry with them an intense emotion of care and affection and what a better way to reach across to your beloved through best love poems handed down to us since ages. Since ages, love poems were believed to be the best source to unwind while at the same time the king's courtyard comprised of poets of great repute who entertained the king and the assembly palace court. The collection of best love poems are actually done with great care prepared after a long strenuous research work carried out by poetry lovers from different corners of the world.
Some of the Best love poems carry an aesthetic appeal of its own thereby giving it a touch of uniqueness. What makes the Popular Love Poems so appealing to the common man is the fact that they are written in a simple easy to read and understand language. One of the all time favorite Love Poems by Keats, this particular poem deserves a special mention as--
When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be
When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love;--then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.
by John Keats (1795 - 1821)
Its important to note that each of the poem carry a tone of sadness in their appeal and longing well depicted in Keat's poetic verses.
Among the best love poems, Walt Whitman was known as a prolific poet and his poems are still popular today as--
To a Stranger
Passing stranger! you do not know
How longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking,
Or she I was seeking
(It comes to me as a dream)
I have somewhere surely
Lived a life of joy with you,
All is recall'd as we flit by each other,
Fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,
You grew up with me,
Were a boy with me or a girl with me,
I ate with you and slept with you, your body has become
not yours only nor left my body mine only,
You give me the pleasure of your eyes,
face, flesh as we pass,
You take of my beard, breast, hands,
in return,
I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you
when I sit alone or wake at night, alone
I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again
I am to see to it that I do not lose you.
by Walt Whitman (1819 - 1892)
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