Links 2 Love's 'Write Your Own NERUDA Funny Love Poem'
You Enter your own words into our funny poetry generator form and generate an original love poem (tee hee) or heinously funny love poem composed for your love... Just fill in the blanks

Write Your Own Love Poem: Poetry Generator - Generate Your Original Love Poems and Love Poetry


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Fill in the blanks, then press the button to create your original, incomparable, unique, love poem.
(or if you're really smart or literary or somethin' like that -- you can enter the real Neruda words...)
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Fill in the form, then press the button to create your original Love Poem. In my sky at    you are a   and your   and    are the way I love them. You are mine, mine, woman with     and in your life my infinite dreams . The   of my soul dyes your   My sour  , is sweeter on your   oh reaper of my evening how solitary believe you to be . You are mine, mine, I go shouting it to the , , and the wind hauls on my widowed . Huntress of the depths of my , your plunder stills your regard as though it were . You are taken in the of my , my love, and my of music are wide as the . My is born on the shore of your eyes of . In your of mourning the land of begins. Go here to read the real poem - In My Sky At Twilight - by Pablo Neruda If you create a truly lovely (or awful) love poem using this poem generator, feel free to because we love a good laugh... and will publish it with or without your name (as you wish)... Submissions: In My Sky... In my sky at Birmingham, you are a seagull and your wings and feathers are the way I love them. You are mine, mine, woman with bird feet and in your life my infinite dreams capture you The dust of my soul dyes your little wings. My sour attitude is sweeter on your arrival. oh reaper of my evening bitters , how solitary and itchy - I believe you to be my allergen. You are mine, mine, I go shouting it to the allergist, aaachooo, and the wind hauls on my widowed mucous. Huntress of the depths of my lungs, your plunder stills your evening call which I regard as though it were not bothering me. You are taken in the nightmares of my nights, my love, and my chords of music are as wide as the ocean . My sneeze is born on the shore of your eyes of red . In your feathers of mourning the land of hives begins. ~ S. Deacon ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ In my sky at midnight, you are a bright shinning star and your blue eyes and that gorgeous smile are the way I love them. You are mine,mine,woman with a body that is screaming for my touch and in your life my infinite dreams come true The color of my soul dyes your hair gold. My sour attitude is sweeter on your arrival. oh reaper of my evening meal, how solitary and alone I believe you to be when you're not with me. You are mine, mine, I go shouting it to the mountain tops, and on rooftops, and the wind hauls on my widowed brow. ~ Nora E. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ In my sky at home, you are a song bird and your love song and poise are the way I love them. You are mine, mine, woman with beautiful music and in your life my infinite dreams captures you The love of my soul dyes your wings. My sour bitterness is sweeter on your arrival. oh reaper of my evening softens, how solitary and sweet. I believe you to be the one I have been longing for. You are mine, mine, I go shouting it to the world, love, I have found love at last, and the wind hauls on my widowed song of rejoice. Huntress of the depths of my soul, your plunder stills your sorrows regard as though it were sad no more. You are taken in the dream of my soul, my love, and my love of music are as wide as the oceans view. My heart is born on the shore of your eyes of love. In your time of mourning the land of love begins. ~ Jennifer L. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ In my sky at late night, you are a distant moon and your eyes and lips are the way I love them. You are mine, mine, woman with love warmth and in your life my infinite dreams shape The depth of my soul dyes your face. My sour smile is sweeter on your grace. oh reaper of my evening come, how solitary i am believe you to be mine. You are mine, mine, I go shouting it to the sky, oceans, and the wind hauls on my widowed door. Huntress of the depths of my emotions, your plunder stills your soul regard as though it were ours. You are taken in the beauty of my spirit, my love, and my rhythms of music are as wide as the waves. My love is born on the shore of your eyes of crystal. In your longing of mourning the land of dream begins. ~ Caroline S. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Which very nearly, almost completely and somewhat entirely makes sense. Let me try another love poem generator >>> Just take me to the nice Neruda poems >>> Let me write love poetry using magnetic poetry! >>> (Like refrigerator poetry - but online!) Let me generate some torrid love quotes!>>> Just gimme REAL Love Poems and Love Poetry >>> You really like funny? Take the fun and funny - true personlity quiz >>> Or try our funny Christmas songs >>> Or if you love songs -- try our thousands of love lyrics>>> or love songs for every occasion... Once again, we're sorry, we're sorry - we LOVE Neruda, but just couldn't resist this horrendous parody... Like this love poem generator? Send it to a friend! Tell a friend about this page!   Buy flowers online About Links 2 Love | Policy & Legal Information | Contact Us | Copyright© Links2Love.com All Rights Reserved Web Site Deaign by Scopelink, Inc.