Long Poems About Relationships
#relationships
Long poems about relationships. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
No Worship but Bliss
- No Worship but Bliss -
--- Being some personal musings and thoughts that I wrote down on Saturday, February 10, 2024
I stopped seeing my former therapist, her name was Gloria in case I never mentioned it, and our final session was at the beginning of last month. She set me up with a new psychotherapist named Megan. I was apprehensive about going in to see her this week, and on Wednesday when the appointment was at hand I actually was not planning on going in to see her, mostly because I was worried she was going to want me to talk about things I was unwilling or unprepared to...
--- Being some personal musings and thoughts that I wrote down on Saturday, February 10, 2024
I stopped seeing my former therapist, her name was Gloria in case I never mentioned it, and our final session was at the beginning of last month. She set me up with a new psychotherapist named Megan. I was apprehensive about going in to see her this week, and on Wednesday when the appointment was at hand I actually was not planning on going in to see her, mostly because I was worried she was going to want me to talk about things I was unwilling or unprepared to...
#relationships
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual
#confessional
#SelfReflection
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My Great-Grandmother, the Queen of Frogtown
Sitting in the cozy corner of the downtown Dallas library I was drawn deeper into the mysterious life of my great-grandmother, Louise. At 28 weeks pregnant, with a growing life inside me, the urge to unravel the secrets of my family's past is strong.
Louise, the enigmatic figure whose existence is little more than whispers and faded photographs, holds a special place in my curiosity. Born in the early 1930s, she navigated the shifting landscape of Dallas in the late 1950s, a time when the city was bustling with industrialization. But it wasn't the factories or the skyscrapers that...
Louise, the enigmatic figure whose existence is little more than whispers and faded photographs, holds a special place in my curiosity. Born in the early 1930s, she navigated the shifting landscape of Dallas in the late 1950s, a time when the city was bustling with industrialization. But it wasn't the factories or the skyscrapers that...
#relationships
#historical
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My Darling
Adelaide had woken up
And started off her day
Fred was left in bed
By him, some coffee and a plate
He took his time, waking up slow
Got up and made the bed
As Adelaide would write downstairs
Fred sipped and ate and read
He sat up and he stretched in place
And opened up the curtains
The birds they sang, the sun beat through
What’s today? He wasn’t certain
He thought today was special
Perhaps a birthday or a date
An evening planned out with his love
What does his day await?
He had no...
And started off her day
Fred was left in bed
By him, some coffee and a plate
He took his time, waking up slow
Got up and made the bed
As Adelaide would write downstairs
Fred sipped and ate and read
He sat up and he stretched in place
And opened up the curtains
The birds they sang, the sun beat through
What’s today? He wasn’t certain
He thought today was special
Perhaps a birthday or a date
An evening planned out with his love
What does his day await?
He had no...
#sadness
#relationships
#romantic
#death
#FallingInLove
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Musing Obsidian
I gave you grace...a chance to salvage face
you met me in the midst of my fuckery
I wanted to love you..ego-tripped over all of your red flags
spooned fed you liquored pints of transparency...
a chance to peer beyond my shadows
boldly hidden in plain sight
but your presumptuousness overlooked my djinnis
cuz you wanted what you wanted
never concerned yourself about my whispers and dreams
you decided instead to snoop thru my phone
and create your own narrative
...
you met me in the midst of my fuckery
I wanted to love you..ego-tripped over all of your red flags
spooned fed you liquored pints of transparency...
a chance to peer beyond my shadows
boldly hidden in plain sight
but your presumptuousness overlooked my djinnis
cuz you wanted what you wanted
never concerned yourself about my whispers and dreams
you decided instead to snoop thru my phone
and create your own narrative
...
#dark
#relationships
#breakup
#lies
#honesty
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The Art Of The Deal IV (Stocks And Bonds)
RIVERALLS FRONT
New Haven, Connecticut
Early That Morning
Steffen was jolted out of a peaceful sleep. Someone was ringing the doorbell.
The sound echoed throughout the quiet atmosphere of the bedroom.
Steffen blindly reached out for Isabella. His arm came to rest on the cool surface of empty space. He threw the covers aside, and sat up.
Where was Isabella he thought?
Most likely in the shower, he mentally answered his own question.
Steffen walked into his bedroom, lifted his brown velour brown robe,...
New Haven, Connecticut
Early That Morning
Steffen was jolted out of a peaceful sleep. Someone was ringing the doorbell.
The sound echoed throughout the quiet atmosphere of the bedroom.
Steffen blindly reached out for Isabella. His arm came to rest on the cool surface of empty space. He threw the covers aside, and sat up.
Where was Isabella he thought?
Most likely in the shower, he mentally answered his own question.
Steffen walked into his bedroom, lifted his brown velour brown robe,...
#relationships
#deception
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Falling in Love Again
#relationships
#forgiveness
#romantic
#ILoveYou
#FallingInLove
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Constance plan
#lust
#relationships
#BDSM #vampires
#BDSM #vampires
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One Last Sin
The light in the closet
Begins blinking and dims
I don’t own a Bible
But I know that I’ve sinned
I do it so much
All the lies that I tell
I’m breaking inside
In this body I sell
The money’s on the counter
And my heart is on the floor
How did I let myself get here?
His secret dirty whore
He pays me more than others
So much so, now it’s just him
He pays me to be his now
Only his and so we sin
I grew up in a household
With Jesus in every room
My parents think the things I do ...
Begins blinking and dims
I don’t own a Bible
But I know that I’ve sinned
I do it so much
All the lies that I tell
I’m breaking inside
In this body I sell
The money’s on the counter
And my heart is on the floor
How did I let myself get here?
His secret dirty whore
He pays me more than others
So much so, now it’s just him
He pays me to be his now
Only his and so we sin
I grew up in a household
With Jesus in every room
My parents think the things I do ...
#relationships
#FallingInLove
#ForbiddenLove
#crush
#obsession
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Living Alone In a Relationship
Living alone in a relationship
Not something I envisioned
You living there, me here
Is great sometimes
But not great most times
At least it wasn't for me.
I missed you here
I missed sitting next to you
I missed touching you
I missed us.
I don't understand why
It was so horrible
For you living in my home.
You did tell me several times
You really did not
Want me touching you.
So I sort of said
Ok, well then ok.
Fuck it.
I got really good
At masturbating.
...
Not something I envisioned
You living there, me here
Is great sometimes
But not great most times
At least it wasn't for me.
I missed you here
I missed sitting next to you
I missed touching you
I missed us.
I don't understand why
It was so horrible
For you living in my home.
You did tell me several times
You really did not
Want me touching you.
So I sort of said
Ok, well then ok.
Fuck it.
I got really good
At masturbating.
...
#love
#regret
#relationships #breakup
#relationships #breakup
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The Thrill Of The View Part 2
#lust
#relationships
#porn #ThrillSeeking
#porn #ThrillSeeking
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Silent, A Unexpected Encounter
Two Years Ago, Gavin
I went on stage next.
'Let's start again,' Agnes said, a minute or two into the Chopin Scherzo. 'Your mind's on something else today' – yeah, like Philippa – 'wake up, please, and play the piece as it's meant to be played. You'll be performing this before an audience on Friday lunchtime, so I would like to hear a performance now.'
***
Everyone planned to head into town for lunch. After my session with Agnes Harlesden, I decided to slip away and get a taxi back to the House.
I started towards the taxi rank on the main...
I went on stage next.
'Let's start again,' Agnes said, a minute or two into the Chopin Scherzo. 'Your mind's on something else today' – yeah, like Philippa – 'wake up, please, and play the piece as it's meant to be played. You'll be performing this before an audience on Friday lunchtime, so I would like to hear a performance now.'
***
Everyone planned to head into town for lunch. After my session with Agnes Harlesden, I decided to slip away and get a taxi back to the House.
I started towards the taxi rank on the main...
#relationships
#mystery
#obsession #risk
#obsession #risk
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Swipe
I did again
I did again
What did I gain
WHHAAA- swipe :)
Here I am and it's ten fifty five at night I'm swiping again at them dating apps mrrraaagh
I don't really know what I stand to gain again I'm faced with this argument
(Like do you ever read the room or your emotions?)
I have no self control when it comes to being alone I don't mhm.. 🤔
(And repetition doesn't drive you crazy?)
Awh man, I'm glad now that you asked it's been the 4th month back to back with this
(With what?)
Whit this!
(What's that?) ...
I did again
What did I gain
WHHAAA- swipe :)
Here I am and it's ten fifty five at night I'm swiping again at them dating apps mrrraaagh
I don't really know what I stand to gain again I'm faced with this argument
(Like do you ever read the room or your emotions?)
I have no self control when it comes to being alone I don't mhm.. 🤔
(And repetition doesn't drive you crazy?)
Awh man, I'm glad now that you asked it's been the 4th month back to back with this
(With what?)
Whit this!
(What's that?) ...
#relationships
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