Support Poems
#support
Support poems, poetry about support and encouragement. Poems about supportive relationships and providing loving support to those who need it. Here you'll find poems about selfless acts, and encouraging people to succeed, along with poems which express gratitude for support received from others.
APissPoorShaman
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 1:04am
30th Jul 2021 1:04am
Tattoos
stripping the façade
with challenging eyes
letting go
dissolving my walls
tempting in bed
with the same flashing eyes
nothing held sacred
except love
and trust
giving my soul
as you offer yours
when will this cyclone end
yelling screaming
arguing in bed
baring all
all our hidden fears
knowing I have your back
as you have mine
forever ...
with challenging eyes
letting go
dissolving my walls
tempting in bed
with the same flashing eyes
nothing held sacred
except love
and trust
giving my soul
as you offer yours
when will this cyclone end
yelling screaming
arguing in bed
baring all
all our hidden fears
knowing I have your back
as you have mine
forever ...
#love
#relationships
#forgiveness
#lover
#support
24 reads
1 Comment
bandit
Poem Published
29th Jul 2021 6:47pm
29th Jul 2021 6:47pm
wanting more
What I know to watch your love grow
blossom and bloom as you made room
that place in your heart you made way
for me to find my place to stay
I found you when I was wanting in the dark
you were that spark that illuminated my heart
it seemed I need you more than you needed me
that was left to be seen in times steams
you were all that I dreamed or ever had need
you feel the same when you look at me
one , two three, now covid is knocking
this is nothing compared to what we have defeated
our love is the mediation that will over...
blossom and bloom as you made room
that place in your heart you made way
for me to find my place to stay
I found you when I was wanting in the dark
you were that spark that illuminated my heart
it seemed I need you more than you needed me
that was left to be seen in times steams
you were all that I dreamed or ever had need
you feel the same when you look at me
one , two three, now covid is knocking
this is nothing compared to what we have defeated
our love is the mediation that will over...
#love
#relationships
#romantic
#support
#FirstLove
25 reads
1 Comment
bandit
Poem Published
27th Jul 2021 2:56pm
27th Jul 2021 2:56pm
now proclaim
It was your love I did seek
I feel in love with you
in a few short weeks
in hope and prayer
would desire the same
those feeling were there
my love I did proclaim
your love was there
but not the same
out side force was to blame
those demons you over came
that love you now proclaim
I feel in love with you
in a few short weeks
in hope and prayer
would desire the same
those feeling were there
my love I did proclaim
your love was there
but not the same
out side force was to blame
those demons you over came
that love you now proclaim
#happiness
#forgiveness
#support
#respect
#FirstLove
24 reads
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missjem56
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2021 10:24pm
23rd Jul 2021 10:24pm
Powerless
How did people write?
By candlelight
Got four candles
Or fork handles
On the go
It's so dark
I don't really know
That emit
A very pleasant glow
But not enough
To easily see
Without elec tricity
Got some classical
On Radio Three
On my wind-up radio
With no battery
Arms ache
For goodness sake!
by Jemia
By candlelight
Got four candles
Or fork handles
On the go
It's so dark
I don't really know
That emit
A very pleasant glow
But not enough
To easily see
Without elec tricity
Got some classical
On Radio Three
On my wind-up radio
With no battery
Arms ache
For goodness sake!
by Jemia
#power
#funny
#support
19 reads
0 Comments
Mastersensation
Pent
Pent
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2021 5:55am
23rd Jul 2021 5:55am
Sharing
I love the feeling
Of not having to go to work tomorrow,
Physical exhaustion,
Contribution, and
A long shower.
She loves the feeling
Of no one else is up and about yet,
Half an hour with a coffee,
A breakfast fire, and
Birds waking.
We love how it feels
To prepare each other's morning brew,
Pick out this year's flowers,
Tend sore muscles, and
Share long drives.
.
I love it when
I'm kissed just for coming home,
The news, and dinner mingle,
We've shared our day, and
There's a quiet,...
Of not having to go to work tomorrow,
Physical exhaustion,
Contribution, and
A long shower.
She loves the feeling
Of no one else is up and about yet,
Half an hour with a coffee,
A breakfast fire, and
Birds waking.
We love how it feels
To prepare each other's morning brew,
Pick out this year's flowers,
Tend sore muscles, and
Share long drives.
.
I love it when
I'm kissed just for coming home,
The news, and dinner mingle,
We've shared our day, and
There's a quiet,...
#love
#friendship
#support
#responsibility
#SelfWorth
30 reads
4 Comments
4Her411
Poem Published
17th Jul 2021 3:33pm
17th Jul 2021 3:33pm
bedazzle
I spent the day
with the most amazing
breakfast a sausage biscuit
a trail blazing road trip
two hour drive doctors visit
fifteen minute mom and dad pit stop
lunch a whopper at the king
head home for an after noon fling
better plans less of mice and men
shot down by life little grin
thou they are adults
some time they come first
four hundred miles
what four hundred more
isn't that what good patients are for
on the road all day
from eight am to a quarter tomorrow morning
warn to a frazzle
we...
with the most amazing
breakfast a sausage biscuit
a trail blazing road trip
two hour drive doctors visit
fifteen minute mom and dad pit stop
lunch a whopper at the king
head home for an after noon fling
better plans less of mice and men
shot down by life little grin
thou they are adults
some time they come first
four hundred miles
what four hundred more
isn't that what good patients are for
on the road all day
from eight am to a quarter tomorrow morning
warn to a frazzle
we...
#children
#romantic
#support
#sensual
#passion
21 reads
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BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
16th Jul 2021 3:17am
16th Jul 2021 3:17am
Sunflower love
I love to look into your eyes
To see the brushes of green and brown
The light of green create petal like shapes
Your sunflower eyes always watch me
Loving me without any question
There's something to a person
Who's love is purely unquestionable
When I lay down at night there is no fear
Of where you're at or who you see
Because I know you're heart belongs to me
You love me in the way that sunflowers love the sun
When we're in the same room your eyes are there
I could only ever describe you as warm
The warmth one feels after years...
To see the brushes of green and brown
The light of green create petal like shapes
Your sunflower eyes always watch me
Loving me without any question
There's something to a person
Who's love is purely unquestionable
When I lay down at night there is no fear
Of where you're at or who you see
Because I know you're heart belongs to me
You love me in the way that sunflowers love the sun
When we're in the same room your eyes are there
I could only ever describe you as warm
The warmth one feels after years...
#relationships
#romantic
#ILoveYou #support
#ILoveYou #support
55 reads
5 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
15th Jul 2021 7:28pm
15th Jul 2021 7:28pm
Emotional Hijacking
At one point or another some of us have been guilty
And not necessarily deliberate but with good intention
Knowing that someone is experiencing loss or sadness
When we talk about ourselves it takes away the attention
Perhaps we think that talking can be just as reassuring
When in fact we should shut up and listen carefully
And if you really empathize you too can be mad or sad
In fact, cry and mourn along with them respectfully
Unless the griever asks for words of comfort or advice
Be sensitive to their need and kindly...
And not necessarily deliberate but with good intention
Knowing that someone is experiencing loss or sadness
When we talk about ourselves it takes away the attention
Perhaps we think that talking can be just as reassuring
When in fact we should shut up and listen carefully
And if you really empathize you too can be mad or sad
In fact, cry and mourn along with them respectfully
Unless the griever asks for words of comfort or advice
Be sensitive to their need and kindly...
#love
#kindness
#grief #support
#grief #support
45 reads
5 Comments
Vintage80srob
Rob V.
Rob V.
Poem Published
11th Jul 2021 2:07pm
11th Jul 2021 2:07pm
Exposure Of The Heart
Pour your heart out to me,
I long for nothing less,
To hear your hopes, your needs,
Your sorrows, fears, and dreams.
Pour out your joyous heart,
the fading memories of good times long ago,
the thoughts of days frolicking in the sun,
the snapshots of events trapped inside.
Pour out your yearning heart,
the desire that smolder deep inside,
the hunger that drives you day and night,
the cravings you won’t tell your best friend.
Pour out your secret heart
the hidden part…the part no one sees
the part that is...
I long for nothing less,
To hear your hopes, your needs,
Your sorrows, fears, and dreams.
Pour out your joyous heart,
the fading memories of good times long ago,
the thoughts of days frolicking in the sun,
the snapshots of events trapped inside.
Pour out your yearning heart,
the desire that smolder deep inside,
the hunger that drives you day and night,
the cravings you won’t tell your best friend.
Pour out your secret heart
the hidden part…the part no one sees
the part that is...
#love
#kindness
#ILoveYou
#honesty
#support
63 reads
3 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
11th Jul 2021 1:06am
11th Jul 2021 1:06am
Seeing clear
#love
#kindness
#support
61 reads
6 Comments
Vortex32167
Poem Published
7th Jul 2021 10:44pm
7th Jul 2021 10:44pm
Her House
That house full of love and pride,
Not yet stained by my hands,
The safe haven where I like to hide.
I would lose my mind without her touch.
She keeps me from going insane.
Yet, I can’t be there too much.
I can always find my refuge in her home.
When my pain becomes too intense,
It is there I like to roam.
Her voice soft and forgiving,
Her tongue sharp and true,
Guiding me to a new beginning.
That place made of mortar and stone,
A lifeless inanimate object.
But a place where I’m not alone.
Not yet stained by my hands,
The safe haven where I like to hide.
I would lose my mind without her touch.
She keeps me from going insane.
Yet, I can’t be there too much.
I can always find my refuge in her home.
When my pain becomes too intense,
It is there I like to roam.
Her voice soft and forgiving,
Her tongue sharp and true,
Guiding me to a new beginning.
That place made of mortar and stone,
A lifeless inanimate object.
But a place where I’m not alone.
#depression
#BestFriend
#support #escape
#support #escape
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0 Comments
shannonJane
Poem Published
6th Jul 2021 5:41pm
6th Jul 2021 5:41pm
But I want to live.
To one's self everyday
Is all I can now say
I want to die
Is all I can now say
I want to die
#support
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0 Comments
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