I have come to bury Love
Beneath a tree,
In the forest tall and black
Where none can see.
I shall put no flowers at his head,
Nor stone at his feet,
For the mouth I loved so much
Was bittersweet.
I shall go no more to his grave,
For the woods are cold.
I shall gather as much of joy
As my hands can hold.
I shall stay all day in the sun
Where the wide winds blow, —
But oh, I shall cry at night
When none will know.
i can so relate to this poem. i have buried love. the guy i feel for but he shows nothing for me. i can tell by the way he acts. this poem makes me feel better and i hope other people see it that way like i do.
i think this poem is about someone who she used to love but they must have grown apart or something b/c she says their lips are bittersweet…maybe they raped her
This is one of my favorite poems that Sara Teasdale has written. The first time I read it, I felt like she was talking for me. Although many may think it has to do with the death of one she loved. I think that it also can mean she had to leave her love behind and bury it
the poem Buried Love is so deep that even if you dont relate to it this pome has its way of still getting to you I Love this poem I to have Buried Love
this poem is relly deap thow it doesnt relate to me i can still understand it