5首英文现代诗歌关于爱情
爱情是最美好的梦，壮丽着每个人的人生。无论你是青年还是老年，无论你是离异还是独身都不要打破自己的爱情梦。让心中的太阳温暖生命，你就会永远年轻。写爱情的现代诗歌很多，外国写爱情的诗歌同样很多。下面是小编整理收集的英文诗歌关于爱情，分享给大家，希望你们喜欢。
英语诗歌一
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
Woods or steepy mountain yields.
And we will sit upon the rocks,
Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
And I will make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;
A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Fair lined slippers for the cold,
With buckles of th purest gold;
A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs:
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me and be my love.
The shepherds' swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May morning:
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my love.
英语诗歌二
lights are bright in the circus
the geeks and the freaks all light cigarettes
and laugh at your misery
while the white of the curtain closing crushes your heart
the inertia of loneliness tears your flesh apart
it's a long slow slide
it's a long slow slide
it's a long slow slide
down once the neon is gone
there's still that golden splinter at your side
his manners are charming
but who are you fooling
you're still nobody's bride
and bukowski's widow
haunts each empty seat on the ferris wheel
as ghoulish lovers collide
in a collage of kisses that they steal
it's a long slow slide
it's a long slow slide
it's a long slow slide
down
and outside your window
you can see the circus it's lurching
with rings of smoke
you laugh halfheartedly at the punchline
not realizing they've made you the joke and inside you're heart a war is raging
a region still untamed
the worst fear i can imagine
is for the mystery to be named
is for the mystery to be named
it's a long slow slide
it's a long slow slide
it's a long slow slide
it's a long slow slide
it's a long slow slide
it's a long slow slide
英语诗歌三
Only had a little taste
But I remember how it felt
And all the phone calls late at night
Though we tried, we couldn't make it right
When the seasons changed
Everything got colder
Everyone could hear our illusion crash
It was all we had
So every minute that I spent with you
Like the winter is bringing the blues
You and I were like the spring
Brief and beautiful
When we knew we had to let it go
and our love turned in to snow
we never had a chance to begin
Brief and beautiful
so.... Brief and beautiful
so....
When the flowers bloom in May
I go back to yesterday
When I woke up next to you
I would bring it all back if I could
Make it good
But I know it's too late
So I'm moving on
But I won't forget
All that is unsaid
So every minute that I spent with you
Like the winter is bringing the blues
You and I were like the spring
Brief and beautiful
When we knew we had to let it go
and our love turned in to snow
we never had a chance to begin
Brief and beautiful
so....
It was so soon
It was so sweet
Like every good thing
Is not yours to keep
Everything fades away
Now it's gone
So every minute that I spent with you
Like the winter is bringing the blues
You and I were like the spring
Brief and beautiful
When we knew we had to let it go
and our love turned in to snow
we never had a chance to begin
Brief and beautiful
so....
Brief and beautiful
so....
So every minute that I spent with you
Like the winter is bringing the blues
You and I were like the spring
Brief and beautiful
英语诗歌四
Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind doth move
Silently, invisibly.
I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears.
Ah! she did depart!
Soon after she was gone from me,
A traveller came by,
Silently, invisibly:
He took her with a sigh.
英语诗歌五
I sleep with thee and wake with thee
And yet thou art not there;
I fill my arms with thoughts of thee
And press the common air.
Thy eyes are gazing upon mine
When thou art out of sight;
My lips are always touching thine
At morning, noon, and night.
I think and speak of other things
To keep my mind at rest
But still to thee my memory clings
Like love in woman's breast.
I hide it from the world's wide eye
And think and speak contrary,
But soft the wind comes from the sky
And whispers tales of Mary.
The night wind whispers in my ear,
The moon shines on my face;
The burden still of chilling fear
I find in every place.
The breeze is whispering in the bush,
The leaves fall from the tree;
All sighing on and will not hush,
Some pleasant tales of thee.
