101 Best Poetry Captions For Instagram

These are the 101 best poetry captions for Instagram.

From love poetry captions to stunning poetry captions.

So if you want the best poetry captions for Instagram, then this article is for you.

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Love Poetry Captions

 Two intertwined hearts drawn on the beach.

Love is a rainbow that appears

When heaven’s sunshine lights earth’s tears.

Effie Waller Smith, The Rainbow

We love the things we love for what they are.

Robert Frost, Hyla Brook

When Love speaks, the voice of all the gods

Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.

Shakespeare, Love’s Labour’s Lost

O my Luve is like a red, red rose

That’s newly sprung in June;

O my Luve is like the melody

That’s sweetly played in tune.

Robert Burns, A Red, Red Rose

My love is such that rivers cannot quench,

Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.

Thy love is such I can no way repay; The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.

Anne Bradstreet, To My Dear And Loving Husband

I just need you and some sunsets.

Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild

Love goes toward love as school-boys from their books,

But love from love, toward school with heavy looks.

Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

She was a rose in the hands of those who had no intention of keeping her.

Rupi Kuar, Milk and Honey
Hands on a wooden table holding yellow roses.

Romance, who loves to nod and sing,

With drowsy head and folded wing,

Among the green leaves as they shake Far down within some shadowy lake-

Edgar Allan Poe, Romance

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Shakespeare, Sonnet 116

In ecstasy we laughed

Drinking the wine of love.

Sara Teasdale, A Winter Blue Jay

I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life;

and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning, How Do I Love Thee?

Where whenas death shall all the world subdue,

Our love shall live, and later life renew.

Edmund Spenser, Amoretti LXXV

I loved you first:

but afterwards your love

Outsoaring mine, sang such a loftier song

As drowned the friendly cooings of my dove.

Christina Rossetti, I Loved You First: But Afterwards Your Love

love is less always than to win

less never than alive

less bigger than the least begin

less littler than forgive

E.E. Cummings, love is more thicker than forget

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

William Shakespeare, Sonnet 18

Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;

For love is sufficient unto love.

Khalil Gibran, Lovel Chapter II

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

Robert Frost, Love is an irresistible desire

My soul is swift upon the wing,

And in its deeps a song I bring;

come, Love, and we together sing,

” ‘Tis morning, ’tis morning.”

Paul Laurence Dunbar, Morning

I gaze into her eyes—their tender light,

And strong, illumes my spirit’s darkest night,

And pours rich glory on me as a star

Which brings its silver luster from afar.

John Rollin Ridge, Random Thoughts of Her

Were all stars to disappear or die,

I should learn to look at an empty sky

And feel its total dark sublime,

Though this might take me a little time.

W. H. Auden, The More Loving One

One thing of all dim things I know is true,

The heart within me knows, and tells it you,

Willa Cather, Evening Song

I found you and I loved you,

And all the world was mine.

Paul Laurence Dunbar, A Golden Day

I can express no kinder sign of love, than this kind kiss.

William Shakespeare, Cymbeline

It is unspeakable.

It is everlasting.

It is for keeps.

Joy Harjo, For keeps

Love comes quietly,

finally, drops

about me, on me,

in the old ways.

Robert Creeley, Love Comes Quietly

Love between us is speech and breath.

Loving you is a long river running.

Sonia Sanchez, Love Between Us
Autumn scene of Altausseer See lake in Austria.

I will hide my soul and its mighty love

In the bosom of this rose,

And its dispensing breath will take

My love wherever it goes.

George Marion McClellan, In the Heart of a Rose

I breathed the sweetness of her breath,

Till all the cark of time had flown,

And I was lord of life and death.

Leslie Pinckney Hill, Summer Magic

Love gives naught but itself

and takes naught but from itself.

Khalil Gibran, On Love

But when I dream of you, dear,

It is always brimming May.

Paul Laurence Dunbar, A Golden Day

We lay on a hill-top underneath the moon;

And the whistles kept blowing, and the dawn came soon.

Edna St. Vincent Millay, Recuerdo

Before the sun comes warm with his lover’s kiss,

You are sea-foam, pure with the star’s loveliness,

Claude McKay, To O.E.A.

Ask me why I love you, dear,

And I will ask the rose

Why it loves the dews of Spring

At the Winter’s close;

Walter Everette Hawkins, Ask Me Why I Love You

Love is a spirit all compact of fire.

Shakespeare, Venus and Adonis

When my soul touches yours a great chord sings!

Rainer Maria Rilke, Love Song

Silence with you is like the faint delicious Smile of a child asleep, in dreams unguessed–

Babette Deutsch, Silence

I like being with you all night with closed eyes.

What luck—here you are coming along the stars!

Anne Carson, O Small Sad Ecstasy of Love

I breathe her name unto the flowers:

they bloom with rarer hues, and shed more rich perfume!

John Rollin Ridge, Random Thoughts Of Her

Summah night an’ sighin’ breeze,

’Long de lovah’s lane;

Frien’ly, shadder-mekin’ trees,

’Long de lovah’s lane.

Paul Laurence Dunbar, Lover’s Lane

But you have kissed the tears that moist my cheeks

And lifted me beyond the cragged peaks—

And now the world is like a rose crowned song.

Fenton Johnson, Your Soul and Mine

When e’er I read these words, Dear Heart, of your sweet valentine, I’m sure no heart can ever feel a sweeter joy than mine.

Lucian B. Watkins, Ever Faithful to You

Yesterday I walked with you,

Could a day be sweeter?

Paul Laurence Dunbar, Yesterday and To-morrow

Sad Poetry Captions

Close-up of a woman's hands holding onto a boat railing, sailing into the sunset.

And lonely as it is that loneliness

Will be more lonely ere it will be less–

A blanker whiteness of benighted snow

With no expression, nothing to express.

Robert Frost, Desert Places

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;

Weep, and you weep alone;

Ella Wheeler Wilcox, Solitude

The night is shattered

and the blue stars shiver in the distance.

Paul Neruda, Tonight I Can Write the Saddest Lines

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.

Khalil Gibran, On Joy And Sorrow

I hate you deeply, and hating you

Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you

Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Pablo Neruda, I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You

Though joy is better than sorrow,

joy is not great;

Peace is great,

strength is great.

Robinson Jeffers, Joy

Sorrow, quit me for a while!

Wintry days are over;

Hope again, with April smile,

Violets sows and clover.

Florence Earle Coates, An Adieu
Cherry tree blossom explosion in Hurd Park.

When grief and sorrow crowd my heart

To breaking, with their fears

Within thy arms, oh, solitude,

I find relief in tears.

Irvin W. Underhill, Solitude

The sun still shines just as before;

The rose still grows beside my door,

But you have gone.

Langston Hughes, To A Dead Friend

If you could know the empty ache of loneliness,

Masked well behind the calm indifferent face

Ruth Muskrat Bronson, If You Knew

Shadows, shadows,

Hug me round,

So that I shall not be found

By sorrow-

Georgia Douglas Johnson, Escape

How many scenes, O sun,

Hast thou not shone upon!

How many tears, O light,

Have dropped before thy sight!

Eloise Bibb Thompson, Ode To The Sun

I am like a leaf

Hanging over hope and despair,

Which trembles and joins

The world’s imagination and ghost.

Yone Noguchi, I AM Like A Leaf

How many broken hearts,

That are pierced by sorrow’s darts

Eloise Bibb Thompson, Ode To The Sun

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;

At least when spring comes

they roar back again.

Sylvia Plath, Mad Girl’s Love Song

I have forgotten your love,

yet I seem to glimpse you

in every window.

Pablo Neruda, Love

Much of your pain is self-chosen.

Khalil Gibran, Pain VXI

Like a flower to its perfume,

I am bound to

My vague memory of you.

Pablo Neruda, Love

Sorrow like a ceaseless rain

Beats upon my heart.

Edna St. Vincent Millay, Sorrow

Poetry Captions About Beauty

Beautiful nature scene with a blooming tree and sun flare.

O day! O day!

You lift and sway your colors on the sky

Till I am crushed with beauty.

Marion Strobel, Spring Morning

I love to see the big white moon,

A-shining in the sky;

I love to see the little stars,

When the shadow clouds go by.

Langston Hughes, My Loves

The sun on the hills is beautiful,

Or a captured sunset sea-flung,

Bannered with fire and gold.

Carl Sandburg, Monotone

And beauty is not a need

but an ecstasy.

Khalil Gibran, Beauty XXV

The sun went down in beauty,

While I stood musing alone,

Stood watching the rushing river

And heard its restless moan;

George Marion McClellan, The Sun Went Down in Beauty

She walks in beauty,

like the night of cloudless climes

and starry skies;

Lord Byron, She Walks In Beauty

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.

But you are eternity and you are the mirror.

Khalil Gibran, Beauty XXV

Inspiring Poetry Captions

Birds flying over a beautiful sunset on a lake.

Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.

Langston Hughes, Dreams

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.

William Ernest Henley, Invictus

Hope” is the thing with feathers,

That perches in the soul

And sings the tune without the words,

And never stops – at all

Emily Dickinson, Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

Breathe in the fresh air,

Put your mind at ease.

Let down your hair,

Let it flow in the breeze

Katy A. Brown, Pain Ends

Why do we grieve?

Let each affliction bear

A greater beauty springing from the sod,

May sweetness well as incense from the urn,

Which, rising high, enshrouds the throne of God.

Eva A. Jessye, To a Rosebud

Speak your truth quietly and clearly;

and listen to others,

even to the dull and the ignorant;

they too have their story.

Max Ehrmann, Desiderata

When clouds and darkness veil the skies,

And sorrow’s blast blows loud and chill,

Friendship shall like a rainbow rise,

Lucretia Maria Davidson, A Song

To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,

every cubic inch of space is a miracle,

Walt Whitman, Miracles

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams,

it is still a beautiful world.

Be cheerful.

Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann, Desiderata

Poetry Captions About Nature

Stunning blue bells forest.

Here shall my heart find its haven of calm,

By rush-fringed rivers and rain-fed streams

That glimmer thro’ meadows of lily and palm.

Sarojini Naidu, June Sunset

I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

Sarah Williams

I listened, motionless and still;

And, as I mounted up the hill,

The music in my heart I bore,

Long after it was heard no more.

William Wordsworth, The Solitary Reaper

They cannot scare me with their empty spaces

Between stars–on stars where no human race is.

Robert Frost, Desert Places

The sky is gray as gray may be,

There is no bird upon the bough,

There is no leaf on vine or tree.

Thomas Bailey Aldrich, No Songs In Winter

The moon goes up by leaps, her cheerful path

In some far summer stratum of the sky,

While stars with their cold shine bedot her way.

Henry David Thoreau, Pray To What Earth
Beautiful full moon on a beach.

This is the month of sunrise skies

Intense with molten mist and flame;

Out of the purple deeps arrive

Colors no painter yet could name

Lucy Larcom, November

The Wind is hiding in the trees,

A sighing, soothing, laughing tease,

Until the rose says “kiss me, please”

‘Tis morning, ’tis morning.

Paul Laurence Dunbar , Morning

In precious flakes the autumnal gold

Is clinging to the forest’s fringe:

Yon bare twig to the sun will hold

Each separate leaf, to show the tinge

Lucy Larcom, November

Blow, winds! and waft through all the rooms

The snow-flakes of the cherry-blooms!

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, A Day Of Sunshine

I think that I shall never see

A poem lovely as a tree.

Joyce Kilmer, Trees

Behold, the morning-glory’s sky-blue cup

Is mine wherewith to drink the nectar up

That morning spills of silver dew,

Alexander Posey, On the Hills of Dawn

Shimmer of moon on the river,

Sheen of soft star on the lake!

Moonlight and starlight are naught;

Their gleam and their glow is ne’er fraught

Bertrand N. O. Walker, An Indian Love Song

Watch the dewdrops in the morning,

Shake their little diamond heads,

Sparkling, flashing, ever moving,

From their silent little beds.

Myra Viola Wilds, Dewdrops

O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!

Thy winds, thy wide grey skies!

Thy mists, that roll and rise!

Edna St. Vincent Millay, God’s World

Stunning Poetry Captions

Pretty bluebell flowers in the field.

Life is just moments,

So precious and few.

Whether valued or squandered,

It’s all up to you!

Pat A. Fleming, Each Moment is Precious

No man is an island,

Entire of itself,

Every man is a piece of the continent,

A part of the main.

John Donnem, No Man Is An Island

Go placidly

amid the noise and the haste,

and remember

what peace there may be in silence.

Max Ehrmann, Desiderata

What are heavy? Sea-sand and sorrow;

What are brief? Today and tomorrow;

What are frail? Spring blossoms and youth;

What are deep? The ocean and truth.

Christina Rossetti, What Are Heavy?

You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may trod me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Maya Angelou, Still I Rise

Life goes by moving,

Up and down a chain of moods

Wanting what’s nothing.

Lewis Grandison Alexander, Japanese Hokku

All are architects of Fate,

Working in these walls of time;

Some with massive deeds and great,

Some with ornaments of rhyme.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, The Builders

Laugh till it hurts,

Let the tears drop.

Fill up each moment

With all that you’ve got.

Pat A. Fleming, Each Moment is Precious