Looking for the perfect words to express your love and devotion on your special day? Explore our collection of heartfelt wedding poems crafted just for the bride. 💕 Let the beauty and emotion of poetry enhance your wedding vows and make your ceremony even more memorable. 🌹 Say "I do" with words that will touch the heart of your beloved bride - because every love story deserves to be beautifully told.
God with honour hang your head,
Groom, and grace you, bride, your bed
With lissome scions, sweet scions,
Out of hallowed bodies bred.
Each be other's comfort kind:
Déep, déeper than divined,
Divine charity, dear charity,
Fast you ever, fast bind.
Then let the March tread our ears:
I to him turn with tears
Who to wedlock, his wonder wedlock,
Déals tríumph and immortal years.
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
I have waited for you forever, it seems
But I always knew you would come.
I have seen your face in a million sweet dreams
My husband, my Lover, my Chum.
I have chosen to walk your path with you;
To always stay right by your side.
I promised God that, when I said, "I do"
As your loving and loyal Bride.
I am not afraid to tackle this life
As long as we walk here, as one.
I am so very proud to be your Wife
My husband, my Lover, my Chum.
A FEAST was in a village spread,--
It was a wedding-day, they said.
The parlour of the inn I found,
And saw the couples whirling round,
Each lass attended by her lad,
And all seem'd loving, blithe, and glad;
But on my asking for the bride,
A fellow with a stare, replied:
"'Tis not the place that point to raise!
We're only dancing in her honour;
We now have danced three nights and days,
And not bestowed one thought upon her."
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Whoe'er in life employs his eyes
Such cases oft will recognise.
1821.*
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Are you the one, the bride I try to find?
Still haven't met you, how can I make up my mind?
How am I to know? How am I to decide?
Waiting for the questions to get demystified
I know that I am patient; I know that I can wait
Not for ever though, it doesn't work out like that
I am sure it'll help me find some answers if we go out on a date.
You made me see who you really are,
and the worst one so far.
But I leave this world cold and lonely,
I have these five words for you only.
I hate you forever now,
and that is all that matters anyhow.
Why did you leave me unhappy and depressed,
and I bet you knew all the rest.
Dont worry and trust me for what Im about to say,
my soul is here to haunt you and its here to stay.
You can run but you cant hide,
from your lonely souled bride who died.
i remember the long pink gown.
the flower's in her hair.
she had brown wavey hair.
then there was those shiney glass slippers.
her family said she looked like cinderella with brown hair.
she thought she heard you may kiss the bride.
then she woke up and the sound she heard was just the rain outside her window.
then she laughed and said wait im already married!
This day, my Julia, thou must make
For Mistress Bride the wedding-cake:
Knead but the dough, and it will be
To paste of almonds turn'd by thee;
Or kiss it thou but once or twice,
And for the bride-cake there'll be spice.
by Robert Herrick
This pink-faced blushing bride
explodes with wonderment,
joyously embracing the mystery
unfolding in each moment.
The white lace and satin obscure
her hidden history:
forgotten pain,
broken promises,
and the gentle acceptance that
healed them all.
She steps forward with
grace and ease, gazing into
the eyes of her beloved.
Fearlessly, they plunge into
murky, unknown waters
and swim.
The bride and groom
decided to bake
a white icing and double chocolate
wedding cake;
never much of a cook
it was a chance the bride took
a special dish
to serve their friends
who would come and attend
flour and cocoa on the counter
soon the groom was smiling..
the room a disaster!
food was everywhere
the floor the air
even..the brides hair!
eventually the made their cake
and now a special memory
they have to keep
amidst musty furniture and splintering rafters
there it hung
draped across the manikin so gracefully
elegant and beautiful
white and lacy
with its gleaming pearls and lingering train
its a gown for a seraph
glowing luminously in the dim light of the loft
so glamorous
almost perfect
stunning like my mother
bold as my father
embodying love and devotion
memories and passion
inhibits a model's splendor
grants me a sense of ecstasy
my mother's wedding dress
The wedding day is finally here.
The bride is happy and full of cheer
The groom is waiting, standing tall
for his lovely bride to grace them all.
Such a vision, all dressed in white
her gown is flowing what a beautiful sight.
The rings are exchanged,
the vows have been said,
on this special day,
the couple is wed.
Pronounced to the world,
Husband and Wife
together they go
to start their new life.
Little girls dressed up in pinks, creams, yellows
and blues...donning mothers’ laced hats
Baby blankets covering tightly held sleeping dolls...
Chit chattering grown-up things...
Jelly cakes and strawberries dipped in chocolate
Saturday afternoon warmed by ‘wanna-be ladies’
imitating ’Tea Time’ dreams
Radiant bride dressed up in white...‘something old,
something new’
Chit chattering girlish things...’something borrowed,
something blue’
Lavishly spread table...wedding cake and strawberries
dipped in chocolate
Saturday afternoon warmed by Lady’s ‘dreams come true’.
December twentieth two thousand and three,
A day to remember in my memory.
The day that my daughter, the light of my life,
Will walk down the aisle, to become someone’s wife.
And I shall be proud as I walk by her side,
The father of such a beautiful bride.
The groom will be waiting, best man by his side,
And lips will be bitten, eyes trying not to cry.
Vows they will both make “I do “ both will say,
On this, my daughters wedding day.
Proud we’ll both stand, her mother and me,
And remember the time that they were we.