Poems About Love Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about love seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
oskar
Poem Published
Today 1:29pm
Today 1:29pm
cry freedom
Cry Freedom
Not many Americans know the world is not looking westward they see the fall of the value
they see the poverty of the suffering people who die of curable illnesses because they can’t pay the cost and might sell their house to cover
of capitalistic health service, but let’s put that aside what Trump said about World War 2
It was Russia who won the Nazi war, albeit with
help from the USA; was also Russian soldiers who freed the prisoners in concentration camps
and oversaw the fall of Berlin
For America, it was a profitable war, Europa had ...
Not many Americans know the world is not looking westward they see the fall of the value
they see the poverty of the suffering people who die of curable illnesses because they can’t pay the cost and might sell their house to cover
of capitalistic health service, but let’s put that aside what Trump said about World War 2
It was Russia who won the Nazi war, albeit with
help from the USA; was also Russian soldiers who freed the prisoners in concentration camps
and oversaw the fall of Berlin
For America, it was a profitable war, Europa had ...
#admiration
#courage
#gratitude
#kindness
#love
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0 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
Today 3:22am
Today 3:22am
hanging cranes
You fold me into origami
glaze me over, heat me up
call me porcelain art
hang me from the ceiling
and watch me spin
in this whirlpool of love
Your heart is a blackhole
and I mistook you
for something beautiful
when you were just a cuckoo
masquerading
as something wholesome
glaze me over, heat me up
call me porcelain art
hang me from the ceiling
and watch me spin
in this whirlpool of love
Your heart is a blackhole
and I mistook you
for something beautiful
when you were just a cuckoo
masquerading
as something wholesome
#lies
#love
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gracemarie
Poem Published
Today 00:46am
Today 00:46am
I choose you
They tell me I can't love you
Like I don't have a say
Isn't it my heart
Shouldn't I be the one who decides
whether or not to stay
They tell me I shouldn't love you
Because you're best friend loves me
Why does that decide
whether or not this love should be
They tell me I can't love you
They say I'm a horrible person if I do
Why is it such a terrible crime
to be in love with you
They tell you you shouldn't love me
Will you listen to what they say
Will I be the one you choose
Will losing...
Like I don't have a say
Isn't it my heart
Shouldn't I be the one who decides
whether or not to stay
They tell me I shouldn't love you
Because you're best friend loves me
Why does that decide
whether or not this love should be
They tell me I can't love you
They say I'm a horrible person if I do
Why is it such a terrible crime
to be in love with you
They tell you you shouldn't love me
Will you listen to what they say
Will I be the one you choose
Will losing...
#emotional
#ForbiddenLove
#love
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:01pm
Yesterday 11:01pm
make it hurt
Rip me open
break me in two
what am I supposed to do
with this heartbeat?
Your hands on my skin
YOUR hands on my skin
I want more
I want more
I want more
Don't make me beg
love me for all my sins
make love to my sins
and tell me I'm divine
when the devil owns my heart
You settle for less
than what you need
I can't be what you need
but it's okay if
you want me anyway
as long as you know
I'll let you down
(I already let you down)
Rip...
break me in two
what am I supposed to do
with this heartbeat?
Your hands on my skin
YOUR hands on my skin
I want more
I want more
I want more
Don't make me beg
love me for all my sins
make love to my sins
and tell me I'm divine
when the devil owns my heart
You settle for less
than what you need
I can't be what you need
but it's okay if
you want me anyway
as long as you know
I'll let you down
(I already let you down)
Rip...
#confusion
#love
#lover #polyamory
#lover #polyamory
41 reads
1 Comment
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:02pm
Yesterday 1:02pm
Cabin Pressure
Snow settles on the roof top
Snuggled in as more snow drops
The pantry filled as wood was chopped
A hound dreams of shiny boots and riding crops
The chase is on for raccoon or fox
A silent cat watches as it's milk is sop
Lapping away at it's milk as the fire hiss and pop
Watching as the sleeping dog whined giving chase nonstop
As the air is warm and smells of hickory
Dreams are being dreamt part fantasy and part memory
Here and there a nightmare sneaks in with care
Forcing bodies to snuggle closer with a need to suddenly...
Snuggled in as more snow drops
The pantry filled as wood was chopped
A hound dreams of shiny boots and riding crops
The chase is on for raccoon or fox
A silent cat watches as it's milk is sop
Lapping away at it's milk as the fire hiss and pop
Watching as the sleeping dog whined giving chase nonstop
As the air is warm and smells of hickory
Dreams are being dreamt part fantasy and part memory
Here and there a nightmare sneaks in with care
Forcing bodies to snuggle closer with a need to suddenly...
#abuse
#dark
#love
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4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:15am
Yesterday 10:15am
the mind is open for change
the mind is open for a change
Headless embrace an easy life a lift down the seventh floor to a foyer and doors that open automatically a café serves one from cooking peeling potatoes and ready-made salads
a walk in the avenue of shops that have empty words while expensive cars drive driven by owners whose sense of beauty is a Musk truck dead steel against the greening grass
then you know there will never be dog hair on the sofa, and there will be no happy, friendly dog you're here and she is content
You plan your escape from the trivial, how fast a lift takes to...
Headless embrace an easy life a lift down the seventh floor to a foyer and doors that open automatically a café serves one from cooking peeling potatoes and ready-made salads
a walk in the avenue of shops that have empty words while expensive cars drive driven by owners whose sense of beauty is a Musk truck dead steel against the greening grass
then you know there will never be dog hair on the sofa, and there will be no happy, friendly dog you're here and she is content
You plan your escape from the trivial, how fast a lift takes to...
#admiration
#courage
#kindness #love
#kindness #love
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:55am
Yesterday 6:55am
I'm not sorry
You’re not lost
and I’m not found
in the arms of desire
we’re just repossessed
held in different hands
that smell of overworn t-shirts
and yesterday’s nostalgia
Four hands
breaking the universe
trying to magic a world
that could never be
forgetting we weren't Gods
makIng an impossible universe for two
I'm not sorry for this love
I'm not sorry for all the lies
I'm not sorry for wanting you
I'm not sorry I gave my heart away
I'm not sorry I took it back
I'm not sorry for...
and I’m not found
in the arms of desire
we’re just repossessed
held in different hands
that smell of overworn t-shirts
and yesterday’s nostalgia
Four hands
breaking the universe
trying to magic a world
that could never be
forgetting we weren't Gods
makIng an impossible universe for two
I'm not sorry for this love
I'm not sorry for all the lies
I'm not sorry for wanting you
I'm not sorry I gave my heart away
I'm not sorry I took it back
I'm not sorry for...
#love
#lover
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mantisdeer
Cait
Cait
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:55am
Yesterday 00:55am
Mariana's Trench
An upside down memory,
patiently waiting for your chance to burn.
You ballet turn, the cycle of restitution earned.
A mince meat defeat will only taste of bruised fruit
a chasm slowly tugging you under.
Your wrists will pop, los ojos, as well,
reflecting from them, the wreck of
one's Monday blues.
The sky no longer swirls.
deep pressure builds,
segments straying from the body they
once deserved.
The filament fizzles out
heating the water, wet sizzle.
Limbs, like a ship's central structure,
jut out,...
patiently waiting for your chance to burn.
You ballet turn, the cycle of restitution earned.
A mince meat defeat will only taste of bruised fruit
a chasm slowly tugging you under.
Your wrists will pop, los ojos, as well,
reflecting from them, the wreck of
one's Monday blues.
The sky no longer swirls.
deep pressure builds,
segments straying from the body they
once deserved.
The filament fizzles out
heating the water, wet sizzle.
Limbs, like a ship's central structure,
jut out,...
#love
#myself
#water
29 reads
1 Comment
TheOralizer
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 3:34pm
5th Feb 2025 3:34pm
THE WONDER OF BEING REAL
THEY
say that in all of us
there is the real self
that would like to be shared
but because of fear and
wanting to "please others"
we keep our real sell locked away.
BUT
you my dear and amazing one
are just the opposite--you are
real from the inside out; and
your actions are in agreement.
YOUR
every word...every kiss... every touch,
and every sigh of satisfaction are
real and kindle the same desires in me.
Meet me at the Kissing Place
and we'll be wondrously real.
OKAY?
say that in all of us
there is the real self
that would like to be shared
but because of fear and
wanting to "please others"
we keep our real sell locked away.
BUT
you my dear and amazing one
are just the opposite--you are
real from the inside out; and
your actions are in agreement.
YOUR
every word...every kiss... every touch,
and every sigh of satisfaction are
real and kindle the same desires in me.
Meet me at the Kissing Place
and we'll be wondrously real.
OKAY?
#admiration
#happiness
#inspirational
#love
#motivational
61 reads
3 Comments
Ryan-G-Hayward
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 1:48pm
5th Feb 2025 1:48pm
Teenage Sunset
Shame is not right,
its the happening,
You think I know of no guilt
I am the advocate's devil,
but I know of the feeling
and trust me, I am bleeding
but its the sentimental,
I walked you home
every day from the age of twelve.
We never held hands,
but we were in love.
Alesia McKenzie
the beach side coves,
your blue eyes so pretty.
I never touched your side,
and it buried me alive.
its the happening,
You think I know of no guilt
I am the advocate's devil,
but I know of the feeling
and trust me, I am bleeding
but its the sentimental,
I walked you home
every day from the age of twelve.
We never held hands,
but we were in love.
Alesia McKenzie
the beach side coves,
your blue eyes so pretty.
I never touched your side,
and it buried me alive.
#admiration
#happiness
#love #strength
#love #strength
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Maple666
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 12:41pm
5th Feb 2025 12:41pm
WHEN LOVE CAME TO TOWN.
Love is not for scared lost people.They think.
Never again but hope sits on the window pane.
It is definitely not jumping out the window it waits in every waking day.
For the scared for the lost and lonely for all the if only.
And one day it walks in unexpectedly.
Drenched wet and disgruntled and looking a bit frazzled.
It is not perfection and carries a few scars a bit like your own but it doesn't care.
It just wants you as you are. Your fears and all your tears and insecurities.
It doesn't see an age or greying hair or anything you...
Never again but hope sits on the window pane.
It is definitely not jumping out the window it waits in every waking day.
For the scared for the lost and lonely for all the if only.
And one day it walks in unexpectedly.
Drenched wet and disgruntled and looking a bit frazzled.
It is not perfection and carries a few scars a bit like your own but it doesn't care.
It just wants you as you are. Your fears and all your tears and insecurities.
It doesn't see an age or greying hair or anything you...
#FallingInLove
#happiness
#ILoveYou
#love
#romantic
33 reads
0 Comments
Elenore
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 10:01pm
4th Feb 2025 10:01pm
Morning Star
Morning star knows her beloved
Her intimate fragrance lies upon your pillow each night
She has lived out many an eternity
Her final influence on your dreams comes just before mornings light
A harbinger of melodies
The first song of light
A remembrance of reflection
Never lost in the night
A lullaby of dreams
From your first vista to your last sight
Her intimate fragrance lies upon your pillow each night
She has lived out many an eternity
Her final influence on your dreams comes just before mornings light
A harbinger of melodies
The first song of light
A remembrance of reflection
Never lost in the night
A lullaby of dreams
From your first vista to your last sight
#love
#morning
#stars #universe
#stars #universe
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6 Comments
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