In poems about devotion, love is often a central theme. These poems depict the deep affection, tenderness, and devotion one person feels for another. They celebrate selfless acts, unwavering support, and willingness to put the needs and happiness of the beloved above one’s own.
These poems often capture the beauty of intimate connections, expressing the profound joy and the sense of purpose that devotion brings to our lives. Whether exploring romantic love, friendships, spiritual connections, or personal pursuits, these poems invite readers to reflect on the beauty and the profound impact that devotion brings to our lives.
In ‘Sonnet 43’, or ‘How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count the Ways’ the speaker is proclaiming her unending passion for her beloved.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
‘Caedmon’s Hymn’ was sung by a lay worker, Caedmon, from the estate of the monastery of Whitby when the voice of God came to him.
Now we must praise heaven-kingdom's Guardian,
The Measurer’s might and his mind-plans,
The work of the Glory-Father, when he of wonders of every one
Eternal Lord, the beginning established
‘O friends,’ by Mirabai is a deeply poignant poem that wrestles exhaustingly with a yearning heartache.
O friends, I am mad
with love, and no one sees.
‘The Welcome’ voices an unconditional devotion between the speaker and a woman whose love has given them a new enthusiasm for life.
Come in the evening, or come in the morning,
Come when you're looked for, or come without warning,
Kisses and welcome you'll find here before you,
And the oftener you come here the more I'll adore you.
‘Ghazal’ is an ancient Persian form of poetry that makes use of couplets, which are quite similar to sonnets that have been in use by the European poets.
If I am the grass and you the breeze, blow through me. If I am the rose and you the bird, then woo me.
Romano’s ‘When Tomorrow Starts Without Me’ offers solace in grief, exploring love and afterlife, reassures that loved ones remain forever.
When tomorrow starts without me
And I’m not here to see
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me
‘America’ by Walt Whitman is a short but impactful poem that expresses the poet’s pride and joy for his fellow countrymen.
Centre of equal daughters, equal sons,
All, all alike endear’d, grown, ungrown, young or old,
Strong, ample, fair, enduring, capable, rich,
Perennial with the Earth, with Freedom, Law and Love,
‘Refusal’ by Maya Angelou is a powerful love poem that speaks of one person’s dedication to another, as they find each other in every life.
Beloved,
In what other lives or lands
Have I known your lips
Your Hands
‘To My Dear and Loving Husband’ by Anne Bradstreet is like a breath of fresh air. Her deep and genuine love for her husband is clear and evident in this poem.
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
In “Take me anywhere, anywhere;” by Hilda Doolittle, the poet-speaker addresses a lover, expressing the way in which she takes refuge in their affection.
Take me anywhere, anywhere;
I walk into you,
Doge—Venice—
In Shakespeare’s ‘Sonnet 106,’ ‘When in the chronicle of wasted time,’ the speaker exalts the Fair Youth’s beauty to quasi-divine status unmatched in history.
When in the chronicle of wasted time
I see descriptions of the fairest wights,
And beauty making beautiful old rhyme,
In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights,
‘In an Artist’s Studio’ describes one artist’s obsession over a particular woman and how her face encircles his every thought.
One face looks out from all his canvases,
One selfsame figure sits or walks or leans:
We found her hidden just behind those screens,
That mirror gave back all her loveliness.
Milton’s early masterpiece, ‘On the Morning of Christ’s Nativity,’ celebrates Jesus’s birth and the poet’s own passage into adulthood.
This is the month, and this the happy morn,
Wherein the Son of Heaven’s eternal King,
Of wedded maid and Virgin Mother born,
Our great redemption from above did bring;
‘Permanently’ by Kenneth Koch is a poem that compares the speaker’s love to the part of speech they view as the most essential.
One day the Nouns were clustered in the street.
An Adjective walked by, with her dark beauty.
The Nouns were struck, moved, changed.
The next day a Verb drove up, and created the Sentence.
‘A Bouquet’ preserves and communicates the devoted affections of its speaker via an offering of resplendent flowers.
A blossom pink, a blossom blue,
Make all there is in love so true.
'Tis fit, methinks, my heart to move,
To give it thee, sweet girl, I love!