Selection of short love poems

by FreedomOfWriting01

Published July 10, 2009

Letting your girlfriend/boyfriend go

That one night a tear falls down my face,
You took back the words right in this very place.
How could this go wrong?
We were doing so well
I gave you my heart you had me under your spell.
Please don’t end this, because I wrote this for you
But sadly its over baby,
“I loved you”.

My short poem

If i could give you the world,
The stars in the sky,
Or anything You could ever wish for
I would,
Just to make you smile.

I love you. x

Short and sweet poems for winning a boy/girl over

I caught her eye,
She caught mine,
Now i think of her,
All the time.

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We can be mean,
Push and shove
But we both know,
Its just young love.

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I will shine a light for you
To help you come to me
You can have my heart,
Just ask for the key.

Comments & reviews · 4
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break~my~heart commented Comment · Jul 11, 2009

A poem can be as short as the writer wants to make it.. Hey it's yours, and no one can tell you how to write ;)

-ash

(that sounded kinda corny, but you know what I mean lol)

FreedomOfWriting01 commented Comment · Jul 11, 2009

Hey thanks for the review!
:D

Sorry I know I don't use punctuation a lot but I'm usually just sharing them between friends, so I wouldn't know where to put the commas and full-stops etc. :oops:

And thanks, I'll separate them in future posts.

I only didn't because I thought they would be too short to be poems individually. :lol:

break~my~heart wrote a review Review · Jul 11, 2009

hello there :)

I liked the second poem especially... it was sweet. The only thing I disagree with is your non-use of punctuation. If you don't understand where to put it just write it out in sentence format so you can see.

Also, You probably should have posted these poems separately as they are not all one piece. And to do that, you need to review ;)

but other than that, good job

-ash



Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
— Mark Twain