My Love Poems

By Bernardo Filipe / October 20, 2025

I was no doubt possessed by the spirit of the Provençal troubadours when I first started writing my little love poems. But also, specifically in my last poem, I think the spirit of Eminem possessed me, too. Internal rhymes, multisyllabic rhymes, proper use of repetition of words and sounds in a meaningful and rhythmic manner, the use of orthographically similar words that are different semantically, and even a significant dosage of emotion in the form of the sadness of loss, in an almost tragic manner. I also like how in the first stanza I contrapose “minto” with “verdadeiro” and do a play on opposites, on the concepts of lies and truth. On the third stanza I seemingly do this again with “ilusão” and “desilusão” but only seemingly so, as I’ve explained in my previous entry, since these words are not opposites. Rather, their orthography merely gives the illusion that they are opposites. I think that’s my best poem, and neatly ends that small series of six little love poems. My poems are direct, explicit, and communicate to the woman I love what I feel about her. What started in the first poem with boundless enthusiastic love, right from the very first stanza, ends with the sad realization of loss in the final poem. What was written in between marks what I felt trying to navigate the ebb and flow of my feelings as I progressively came to accept her rejection. And it’s all true, there’s no fiction and no fantasy in these verses: they are my true crystallized feelings.

I have practically written no poetry before this experiment, and have barely read any poetry, either. I merely applied the writing skills I developed during my philosophical study and journey and did my best to rhyme meaningfully. So I am happy with these little poems of mine. Incidentally, Meu Amor will be published on Chiado Books’ anthology Entre o Sono e o Sonho – Vol XVII. I have therefore another 5 poems to submit to this anthology for the next 5 years. (Only one poem can be submitted per poet in this yearly anthology.)