Poems About Marriage by Top Critiquers
#marriage
Poems about marriage by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Reality is a curse
Will you catch me this time if I fall?
your support has become a hindrance
the last several times, I hit bottom real hard
I'm trying desperately to release the demons
it isn't easy when your neglected without assistance
you've said you loved me and you know that I love you
is it a lie?
i need you now, more then ever before
please, be by my side
we said years back through thick & thin
bonded together we'll always win
the dream is crumbling
reality is a curse
your support has become a hindrance
the last several times, I hit bottom real hard
I'm trying desperately to release the demons
it isn't easy when your neglected without assistance
you've said you loved me and you know that I love you
is it a lie?
i need you now, more then ever before
please, be by my side
we said years back through thick & thin
bonded together we'll always win
the dream is crumbling
reality is a curse
#addiction
#love
#marriage #support
#marriage #support
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maturity
uncertain fate frightens me
never afraid in my youth
spin the wheel of dreams
visions speak for me
in the unveiled future
turn the key and open a door for me
the misty water seems cast against me
guilty confession I feel like it's my fault
no matter the case
maturity is taking responsibility for yourself
tit for Tat is a kids' game and it has no place in love
broken-hearted. I broke my own heart trying to get even
death couldn't come sooner
hateful curse I hurt myself
he seems immune to my...
never afraid in my youth
spin the wheel of dreams
visions speak for me
in the unveiled future
turn the key and open a door for me
the misty water seems cast against me
guilty confession I feel like it's my fault
no matter the case
maturity is taking responsibility for yourself
tit for Tat is a kids' game and it has no place in love
broken-hearted. I broke my own heart trying to get even
death couldn't come sooner
hateful curse I hurt myself
he seems immune to my...
#marriage
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Footsteps
( For David in memory of Lisa )
“Dying is a wild night and a new road.”
—Emily Dickinson
You are not alone
gestating in that cocoon—
fat from summer leaves of grief
I have not forgotten
her footsteps either—
mortar to a family of bricks
solidly weathered into their own
structure of wedded life
Our 41 year-old friendship
in an ultra-conservative city
excommunicating free thinkers...
“Dying is a wild night and a new road.”
—Emily Dickinson
You are not alone
gestating in that cocoon—
fat from summer leaves of grief
I have not forgotten
her footsteps either—
mortar to a family of bricks
solidly weathered into their own
structure of wedded life
Our 41 year-old friendship
in an ultra-conservative city
excommunicating free thinkers...
#love
#grief
#marriage
#friendship
#death
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GET OUT OF MY LIFE
Let's take a moment to analyze, as we reflect upon the uncrossing, of our history and life 💖 together. 🤔 For sure I have been very grateful enough to know when it's over and done , between us but yet I truly wonder is it really over between us. 🤨. For it is true that we have so much history together, it would be a shame to watch it go away and never truly return. 😔 Yet I know it would be best for me and you, being that we are always fighting and arguing back to back and going at each other like cats and dogs. 🤨 Almost to the point of no return from...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#LifeCycle
#lover
#marriage
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I do
A marriage made in heaven requires God to be the celebrant.
That line is just to get your interest.
Now
Can two words containing three letters seriously unwind millions of years of evolution?
No
Procreation not marriage is a biological imperative.If it weren't I might not be writing this,you might not be reading this.
Can two words containing three letters seriously unwind millions of years of evolution?
No
Sex not marriage is critical to our wellbeing and survival.It is why we hunger for it.It is why lust...
That line is just to get your interest.
Now
Can two words containing three letters seriously unwind millions of years of evolution?
No
Procreation not marriage is a biological imperative.If it weren't I might not be writing this,you might not be reading this.
Can two words containing three letters seriously unwind millions of years of evolution?
No
Sex not marriage is critical to our wellbeing and survival.It is why we hunger for it.It is why lust...
#marriage
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WHATEVER THE AGE
Whatever the age,
the blood can still rage
when time is taken
for some bed shakin'.
Or for some quickie
where/when the chance be.
You can still have fun
while kids outside run
in other folks' care
while sex time you share.
Keep intimacy
fresh as a daisy.
Experimenting,
and reinventing
the joint repertoire
in married boudoir
or ooh lah lah
in back of the car.
the blood can still rage
when time is taken
for some bed shakin'.
Or for some quickie
where/when the chance be.
You can still have fun
while kids outside run
in other folks' care
while sex time you share.
Keep intimacy
fresh as a daisy.
Experimenting,
and reinventing
the joint repertoire
in married boudoir
or ooh lah lah
in back of the car.
#erotic
#marriage
#passion
#relationships
#sex
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The Cycling Self
There is an
emptiness
that never
seems to…
empty…
itself
No matter
the groups
or therapies
encountered
to relieve
A pain
Always present
in some niggling
manner I loathe
because
I thought
I conquered it
Finding peace
in nature
and gratitude
amongst loved ones
can ease
the burden
of this…
Cross
BUT
It’s ever present
and always
carried
on my
Left
shoulder
...
emptiness
that never
seems to…
empty…
itself
No matter
the groups
or therapies
encountered
to relieve
A pain
Always present
in some niggling
manner I loathe
because
I thought
I conquered it
Finding peace
in nature
and gratitude
amongst loved ones
can ease
the burden
of this…
Cross
BUT
It’s ever present
and always
carried
on my
Left
shoulder
...
#betrayal
#cancer
#marriage #WritingPoetry
#marriage #WritingPoetry
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Adulation Bombastry
In a daze of phlogiston and aether
and steampunk chunks of yesteryear vapor
I wrote love sonnets just to bequeath her
on a myriad of fine craft paper...
all for the castles in her maven sky
of woolgathering watercolor drops
the sunbeams brought to her passage bird eye
from lupine fields and fresh Aegilops.
She the canny nymph, and I the satyr,
who hoped she'd take a turn upon my flute
somewhere in my cavorting to mate her
or nurse the dew from her paradise fruit...
raised in that old Virginia for lovers
she already...
and steampunk chunks of yesteryear vapor
I wrote love sonnets just to bequeath her
on a myriad of fine craft paper...
all for the castles in her maven sky
of woolgathering watercolor drops
the sunbeams brought to her passage bird eye
from lupine fields and fresh Aegilops.
She the canny nymph, and I the satyr,
who hoped she'd take a turn upon my flute
somewhere in my cavorting to mate her
or nurse the dew from her paradise fruit...
raised in that old Virginia for lovers
she already...
#marriage
#PowerOfWords
#romantic
#wife
#WritingPoetry
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Man
Man, the softness of your presence
like rain that awakens the aroma of the earth.
Your essence penetrates deeply
in the roots of my soul, nourishing.
The days are adorned by your scrumptious joy
where every moment shared is a feast for the spirit.
You are the warmth of the sun on winter days
a beacon guiding through the darkness.
You dwell in me not as a guest
but as an integral part of who I am.
Your smiles echo in my memories
drawing serene landscapes in my thoughts.
You are the calm in the chaos, the gentle...
like rain that awakens the aroma of the earth.
Your essence penetrates deeply
in the roots of my soul, nourishing.
The days are adorned by your scrumptious joy
where every moment shared is a feast for the spirit.
You are the warmth of the sun on winter days
a beacon guiding through the darkness.
You dwell in me not as a guest
but as an integral part of who I am.
Your smiles echo in my memories
drawing serene landscapes in my thoughts.
You are the calm in the chaos, the gentle...
#husband
#love
#marriage
#men
#mirror
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Husband to Wife
Middle of the night
She's having a hot flash
I dry her back
Always ask if she needs help
Drying the front
She declines
I tell her to remind me
To feel her up later
No answer
I'll attempt it anyway
She's got a great rack
She's having a hot flash
I dry her back
Always ask if she needs help
Drying the front
She declines
I tell her to remind me
To feel her up later
No answer
I'll attempt it anyway
She's got a great rack
#CharlesBukowski
#EECummings
#LifeAsAWriter
#lust
#marriage
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Wife... Not.
Whisper behind my back,
...
And let it!
...
I don't want to be a WIFE.
...
I'm afraid!
...
Put down roots on paper - Insanity
...
ORGASM!
...
is much stronger without seals.
...
And let it!
...
I don't want to be a WIFE.
...
I'm afraid!
...
Put down roots on paper - Insanity
...
ORGASM!
...
is much stronger without seals.
#boyfriend
#relationships
#marriage
#conflict
#funny
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61 Comments
In Her Sexual Prime

#lust
#marriage
#erotic #dirty
#erotic #dirty
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