Relationship Poems
#relationships
Relationship poems incorporate all aspects of relationships. The good bits when you're falling in love, or finding strength and understanding from a partner or spouse, and the bad bits when things go wrong, or you grow apart, and a relationship ends.
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
Today 10:55pm
Today 10:55pm
The Girl With Big Eyes
When Sedrick first met Chrissie, she was eighteen years old.
Chrissie had big eyes and she was a pretty girl.
She accompanied her friend Emma to visit Sedrick’s mother.
Sedrick fell in love with Chrissie at first sight.
And he told Chrissie’s friend to tell her that he liked her.
Emma apparently told Chrissie what Sedrick said.
The next time Chrissie saw Sedrick, she smiled at him beautifully.
Sedrick had a long conversation with Chrissie.
And he could easily tell that she had feelings for him.
Chrissie went back to Sedrick’s home...
Chrissie had big eyes and she was a pretty girl.
She accompanied her friend Emma to visit Sedrick’s mother.
Sedrick fell in love with Chrissie at first sight.
And he told Chrissie’s friend to tell her that he liked her.
Emma apparently told Chrissie what Sedrick said.
The next time Chrissie saw Sedrick, she smiled at him beautifully.
Sedrick had a long conversation with Chrissie.
And he could easily tell that she had feelings for him.
Chrissie went back to Sedrick’s home...
#love
#girlfriend
#relationships
#breakup
#beauty
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
Today 1:53pm
Today 1:53pm
Silent - Part 9
Gavin, Saturday May 2019, 7.30am,Leeds city centre.
Go to the police and hope for the best. I linger by a set of traffic lights and start to panic again, aware of how weird my story will sound to strangers, like I've done somrthing to Lucy but want to pin the blame on a fictitious man who calls himself The Angel of Mercy. He's real, though.
I turn round and leg it to the coach station, shaking all over. I'm cracking up, just as I did that summer nearly two years ago. Can't go through any more intense police interviews. The way they played with my head last time. ...
Go to the police and hope for the best. I linger by a set of traffic lights and start to panic again, aware of how weird my story will sound to strangers, like I've done somrthing to Lucy but want to pin the blame on a fictitious man who calls himself The Angel of Mercy. He's real, though.
I turn round and leg it to the coach station, shaking all over. I'm cracking up, just as I did that summer nearly two years ago. Can't go through any more intense police interviews. The way they played with my head last time. ...
#relationships
#mystery
#obsession #risk
#obsession #risk
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APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
Today 8:41am
Today 8:41am
love is not so easy to kill
Anger seeps,
creeping,
displacing space,
once occupied by a heart.
Slowly,
a cancer grows,
this white hot flame,
a forest fire of destruction,
leaving in the aftermath,
numb serenity,
darkness,
and
unending sadness.
Avoiding each other's eyes,
ashamed
of hurtful words spoken,
wishing them all unsaid,
and then you touch my hand.
A new beginning,
and a blessing,
turning pain
into summer rains,
watching as flowers unfold,
seeing the world grow. ...
creeping,
displacing space,
once occupied by a heart.
Slowly,
a cancer grows,
this white hot flame,
a forest fire of destruction,
leaving in the aftermath,
numb serenity,
darkness,
and
unending sadness.
Avoiding each other's eyes,
ashamed
of hurtful words spoken,
wishing them all unsaid,
and then you touch my hand.
A new beginning,
and a blessing,
turning pain
into summer rains,
watching as flowers unfold,
seeing the world grow. ...
#anger
#love
#relationships
30 reads
2 Comments
Fishmander
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:12pm
Yesterday 8:12pm
Algos
Left to his own pulls and levers
I'm the mystery behind the glass
Thought we were in this together
This fragile shell is bred to be smashed
Watch you walk away fueling something
Tasting ice cold and blue
I'm not leaving here feeling nothing
Spit your knives in my wound
Joker in a deck of aces
Do our good times really need to last?
Lies and tears to hide our faces
What's one more lover fed to the Past?
Lips enslaved whisper sweet carnage:
What can I do for you?
Vicious, ashamed is my language
Addicted,...
I'm the mystery behind the glass
Thought we were in this together
This fragile shell is bred to be smashed
Watch you walk away fueling something
Tasting ice cold and blue
I'm not leaving here feeling nothing
Spit your knives in my wound
Joker in a deck of aces
Do our good times really need to last?
Lies and tears to hide our faces
What's one more lover fed to the Past?
Lips enslaved whisper sweet carnage:
What can I do for you?
Vicious, ashamed is my language
Addicted,...
#love
#dark
#relationships #SelfReflection
#relationships #SelfReflection
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thewatcher33
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:00pm
Yesterday 7:00pm
The Sweet Spot
Is there a sweet spot between intimacy and excitement that can lead to the perfect relationship?
Let's face it, love can be beautiful and liberating when it's achieved. Love can also be frustratingly elusive, intangible and maddening.
Love is also impossible to fake, it cannot be manufactured, you cannot be manipulated nor coerced into it because sooner or later the jig always comes to an end. You need to work endlessly, gain experience to keep things anew because maintaining Love can become tiring.
What aspects of our reality can transform people's thoughts,...
Let's face it, love can be beautiful and liberating when it's achieved. Love can also be frustratingly elusive, intangible and maddening.
Love is also impossible to fake, it cannot be manufactured, you cannot be manipulated nor coerced into it because sooner or later the jig always comes to an end. You need to work endlessly, gain experience to keep things anew because maintaining Love can become tiring.
What aspects of our reality can transform people's thoughts,...
#love
#relationships
#romantic
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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:58am
Yesterday 6:58am
Never too late to learn
Tra la la boom dee ay!
"Honey?"
Tra la la boom dee ay!
"Honey..."
Tra la....
What?
"It's TA RA RA boom dee ay
not "Tra la la""
Oh
"Honey?"
Tra la la boom dee ay!
"Honey..."
Tra la....
What?
"It's TA RA RA boom dee ay
not "Tra la la""
Oh
#relationships
#music
#funny
37 reads
7 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:54am
Yesterday 2:54am
Seduction
#relationships
#sex
#spiritual
95 reads
2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
30th Sep 2022 3:39am
30th Sep 2022 3:39am
Tight and Tied Slow Burn
Haven't tied you up lately
Like you by my side
Used to be a struggle
Now you come willingly
Do you miss the rope ?
Tender burning
Always after care
Giving always a thrill
Like you by my side
Used to be a struggle
Now you come willingly
Do you miss the rope ?
Tender burning
Always after care
Giving always a thrill
#kindness
#relationships
#BDSM
#lover
#ThrillSeeking
94 reads
10 Comments
Sandals
Poem Published
29th Sep 2022 00:56am
29th Sep 2022 00:56am
Love's Plea To Aluv......Aluv'z Laughing Ah Response
Dear Aluv it's Love
I need thy help
Hear me for real
I want awetly ah this ah
Girl to ah daily ah walk
With me and ah chill
Could u assist me in
Any kind of earliest
Convinence of way
For thy oh homie sister
Art stronger than I
In awetly ah this type of situae
Aluv speaks to u
Tickled for real
As to why help u need
But thy sister will
Assist u though eating
These cooked grits I ah bleed
With some stout marinated
Bone-in pork spare
Ribs of ah delicacy
...
I need thy help
Hear me for real
I want awetly ah this ah
Girl to ah daily ah walk
With me and ah chill
Could u assist me in
Any kind of earliest
Convinence of way
For thy oh homie sister
Art stronger than I
In awetly ah this type of situae
Aluv speaks to u
Tickled for real
As to why help u need
But thy sister will
Assist u though eating
These cooked grits I ah bleed
With some stout marinated
Bone-in pork spare
Ribs of ah delicacy
...
#happiness
#love
#girlfriend
#relationships
#funny
40 reads
2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
28th Sep 2022 7:31pm
28th Sep 2022 7:31pm
My Hands are Rough
Ditched the white collar job
Never looked back
Always an opposite
No regrets
My hands are rough
Calloused focus
You lay next to me
Stunning in a whiskey haze
My salt and pepper beard
Against your lovely skin
Tracers and marks
Tell our story
Never looked back
Always an opposite
No regrets
My hands are rough
Calloused focus
You lay next to me
Stunning in a whiskey haze
My salt and pepper beard
Against your lovely skin
Tracers and marks
Tell our story
#love
#relationships
#alcohol
#PowerOfWords
#job
92 reads
28 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
27th Sep 2022 9:00pm
27th Sep 2022 9:00pm
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
152 reads
57 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
27th Sep 2022 8:15pm
27th Sep 2022 8:15pm
Silent - Part 8: Her Friend Maxine
LUCY, May 2019, Missing
Yes, she and Maxine shared a secret concerning a boy.
The Boy who lives close to the sea, near Lyme House in Lancashire.
She'd arranged to have lunch with Gavin at a café in the park to discuss The Boy as she'd been curious to see what Gavin would suggest, given his experiences at Lyme House.
But the man with the baseball cap prevented her from getting to Gavin. The Angel of Mercy, as he called himself earlier. He followed her back from the Cybercafé and appeared just as she parked her car outside Maxine’s. And...
Yes, she and Maxine shared a secret concerning a boy.
The Boy who lives close to the sea, near Lyme House in Lancashire.
She'd arranged to have lunch with Gavin at a café in the park to discuss The Boy as she'd been curious to see what Gavin would suggest, given his experiences at Lyme House.
But the man with the baseball cap prevented her from getting to Gavin. The Angel of Mercy, as he called himself earlier. He followed her back from the Cybercafé and appeared just as she parked her car outside Maxine’s. And...
#love
#relationships
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
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