Creating romantic short poems does not need to follow any stringent rules and poses no limits to the writer. Unless you are intending to be a professional poet of the highest degree, all of these rules are not necessary. The only thing you need is the deep desire to write words of love coming straight from within you. If you are writing a love poem for someone who means the world to you, forget about the imperfections and the editing. Stop re-writing because the first words that come out from your thoughts are exactly what you are feeling. When it comes down to emotions, there are absolutely no rules and boundaries. It doesn’t have to be melodramatic either. True love is not always a sober affair. As a matter of fact, it is a joyful feeling that can leave you floating on air. Unless you are writing a poem about unrequited love, it is perfectly fine to make it as light as how you feel.

If you are in that mood to write romantic short poems for your lover, find a quiet place where you can be free from any distractions. A location with beautiful scenery can help a great deal in allowing you to collect your thoughts. Do not worry about perfection. The important thing is that you are able to express all of your feelings through the words that you write. The gift of your poetry will surely be the best gift your lover will receive because it is the most sincere expression of your love, coming straight from your heart.

“See how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek!” is just one of the more memorable love quotes from Romeo and Juliet that has inspired musicians of modern times in the creation of unforgettable songs. One such song is “Like a lover” from the mid-60s, made popular by the group “Sergio Mendes and Brazil 66. “How I envy a cup that knows your lips, let it be me my love…,” reminiscent of this particular quote in the love story of Romeo and Juliet. Still others that have remained in the memories of lovers all over the world, withstanding the passage of time include “Goodnight, goodnight. Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.” Another memorable passage that reveals the strong emotions held in the heart and the strong faith in true love is expressed in this quotation – “Love give me strength and strength will help me through.”

The love quotes from Romeo and Juliet will forever be imprinted in the hearts of those who have had the fortunate opportunity of reading through them. They will be always be a source of inspiration for painters, poets, novelists, and musicians today and for generations to come. For what can be more beautiful than love and more magnificent than a lover? “One fairer than my love? The all-seeing sun Ne’er saw her match since first the world begun.”

It’s been 5 months, 26 days
Still counting the days I’ll be getting over you
The days you’ll continue falling for her
And the days I’ll start loving myself.

I’m still waiting for the day
Where I will not wait for you anymore
Where you’ll never cross my mind again
And every pain will be long over

The broken pieces you left behind
Will try to make a “whole” instead of empty spaces
Will not cause pain when held
And will find their way back to their proper places

This heart will no longer beat for the same reason
Will no longer beat for false hopes
Will no longer beat for empty promises
Will no longer be for you

I’ll never look back to the times we spent together
But at the same time, will not regret a single moment
Everything will be back to normal
Two years ago where there was no you in my life

Then I’ll never have to count the days again
Will never have to care if you’re still with her
Will never hold on to what might have been
Will be able to fall in love again

by: Dine Racoma

all too suddenly
the wind changed course
quietly it’s gone
too insensitive
too harsh
insulting the senses
after wrecking havoc
gone to more lushful leas
fresher land perhaps
that offers more pleasantries
leaving the once special place
in the dark
broken, cold and limp
too tired to follow
it is free, it is
no claim over it
none

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related poem:  oh wind!

After a long long week of missed appointments, missed opportunities, chasing people, missed lunches and dinners…waiting…and waiting…I can only say WTF!!!

After a long long week of schedules gone awry…missed deadlines…bad decisions…sleepless nights…frustrations…insensitivities…I can only say WTF!!!

After a long long week of misplaced things…priorities gone haywire…overspending… wrong signals…no signals…WiFi down…unmet expectations…I can only say WTF!!!

After a long long day…a Thursday which stretched out to the wee hours of the morning of Friday…to the early morning, to lunch and beyond…I can only say WTF!!!

WTF!!! WTF!!! WTF!!! I can say it over and over again…but don’t get me wrong!

WTF–I told BA while we were playing with the kitties, and he was surprised. After all, he has been saying all morning

Today will be great. Make that your morning mantra. And yes, this day will be great. Have a great Friday.

And we laughed and laughed and laughed…for we came up with a new meaning to WTF!

WTF–Wow Today’s Friday…WTF–Wow Today’s Friday…WTF–Wow Today’s Friday…isn’t it great?

Aren’t Fridays great? Yes–Today’s gonna be a good day…a great day!

No matter what! Every day’s gonna be a good day. WTF!

Let nothing ruin our days, not even schedules gone awry, missed deadline, frustrations, wrong signals, waiting, etc., etc.

Kids will have their 3-day break (isn’t Monday a holiday–Iglesia ni Kristo Day?)…UAAP in the weekend…movies perhaps…CRIBS…and family..and friends…loved ones….Mucci…the kitties…and quiet days…and quiet nights…and happy days…and happy nights…and life goes on and on and on. So much blessings to be thankful for!

Happy weekend folks!

WTF–WOW! Today’s Friday.

Also in The D Spot

by: Dine Racoma

this is it
deep in a pit
raw emptiness
intense sadness

smack to the bone
truly i am alone
at this moment
misery, torment

no words nothing
can give meaning
no matter what
keep it at that

woe to me
just let it be

by Dine Racoma

as the temperature falls
and dips even further
It’s time to huddle
cuddle and snuggle
curl up
nestle and nuzzle
snooze
catnup
and doze further
to literary slumber

but while i smile
pleased with myself
i am jolted to reality
can’t help but think
of those with less in life
orphaned babies
homeless families
children in the streets
soldiers in the hills
mendicants, old folks

chilling in the open
curled up in a ball
shivering
teeth grinding
no blankets
to keep them warm
against the cold winds
they just grimace
some in raw pain
others dead beat

this is the truth
in a society
where survival is left
to each his own
unmindful of the other
leaders equally nefarious
while some empathic hearts
prevail to give comfort
i am left with a question
will they ever rise
from this bottomless pit?

This poem also appeared in The D Spot.

I don’t mind if they call me “lola”
even if “lola” gives the perception of granny
old and gray
because I am their “lola”
truly and rightly, It is always fun
to be with these two wonderful kids
makes the world stop temporarily
no cares, no worries
just plain joy and innocence.

sweet scent of cologne
blueberry shampoo, or strawberry
ponies galore, dollhouses
toys, toys and toys
colored pencils, pens, crayons and clay
nursery rhymes, movies
cartoon channel and disney
oh to be young again
what wonderful experience

hugs so warm, so tight
kisses so sweet what exquisite delight
the minute we say good-bye and we part
it’s like it’s been a long time
its wanting to be with them again
crazy maybe, but let it be
who are these creatures that shake my world?
flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood through their dad
who incidentally is my son
we probably share the same DNA

lovely creatures by the name of granddaughters
Pia (6) and Cate (3), and one more soon to be.

A Perfect Creation of God–a poem for Monica on her 25th birthday.

all i could utter when you came into the world
was “i love you, my daughter, my darling baby
let me be the first to gaze at your beauty”
what perfect creation of God I was awed

i was so happy at that moment i could die
a daughter made me whole after a son
nothing more to ask for, really there was none
what perfect creation of God on high

your baby’s breath was to me an angel’s beckoning
sometimes all i could do was gaze at you, bedazzled
did i deserve such great fortune, i was kinda puzzled
what perfect creation of God a magnanimous blessing

first step, first tooth, first words flashed over and over
milestones, history as though they meant the universe
every opportunity a photo, even if they were not the first
what perfect creation of God, will you be mine forever

as you grew up through the innocent then feisty years
a free spirit vulnerable to the realities of the world
i was equally young again, equally struggling in the cold
what perfect creature of God resilient free from fears

falling in love, failing, falling out of love, faltering
seeing you in pain, i wanted to grab that pain and banish it
i hurt as much as you did, see the gaping wound, the dark pit
what perfect creation of God still you emerge living, loving

now you are 25, a child no more, a young gracious lady
you can have it all–jobs, money, travel, even an advocacy
make your dreams come true, live your life, be truly happy
what perfect creation of God with Him you will be fine, certainly

This poem also appeared in The D Spot.

if i could, i would
sing at the top of my voice
dance to my heart’s delight
shout what’s in my heart

delight in what i have
wish for what i do not
pirouette, spin, flip, float
mingle, tickle, giggle

it’s fun, not a sham
make believe? oh well
call it crazy, what a frenzy
but this is me, i am me

if you feel like it, if you really do
why not come, share my world
no one’s really watching
would you, if you could?

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