Long Poems About Support
#support
Long poems about support. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
The Promise
You always hide your scars
You feel ugly inside
Within the smile on your lips
There's a sadness that's belied
What's beneath the surface
You keep hidden away
Always wearing a mask
As you go throughout your day
The person that others know
It isn't you at all
Nothing but a big display
When in truth you feel small
The more people around you
The more alone you feel
They can't understand
That this you isn't real
Inside of your silence
Is where you find peace...
You feel ugly inside
Within the smile on your lips
There's a sadness that's belied
What's beneath the surface
You keep hidden away
Always wearing a mask
As you go throughout your day
The person that others know
It isn't you at all
Nothing but a big display
When in truth you feel small
The more people around you
The more alone you feel
They can't understand
That this you isn't real
Inside of your silence
Is where you find peace...
#family
#hope
#love #support
#love #support
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Talking To The Moon
You're scared of people getting close
Its hard to give your trust
You've had that trust betrayed
You had no choice but to adjust
Your feelings overwhelm you
You want to let them go
The more you crave the quiet
The louder that things grow
You feel unworthy, you don't deserve
The people that love and care
It's hard to accept good things
When you were raised within despair
You have trouble with speaking the words
That get caught somewhere in your mind
You have so much going on at once
They're...
Its hard to give your trust
You've had that trust betrayed
You had no choice but to adjust
Your feelings overwhelm you
You want to let them go
The more you crave the quiet
The louder that things grow
You feel unworthy, you don't deserve
The people that love and care
It's hard to accept good things
When you were raised within despair
You have trouble with speaking the words
That get caught somewhere in your mind
You have so much going on at once
They're...
#acceptance
#family
#love #support
#love #support
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The Mysterious Sickness
Bring your beauty onto me
Mysterious and distant
I can only imagine to see
We discovered our magic together
Mileage should never stop our love
Your valued more then any buried treasure
One day i will arrive, when you least suspect
Surprise!! Surprise!!
Let's make love, take off your dress
Your looks and appeal are stunning to my eyes
Your body, so beautifully developed
So sexy honey, I tell no lies
Days & weeks go by
Personality isn't what I like
A few more days, I'm saying goodbye
She...
Mysterious and distant
I can only imagine to see
We discovered our magic together
Mileage should never stop our love
Your valued more then any buried treasure
One day i will arrive, when you least suspect
Surprise!! Surprise!!
Let's make love, take off your dress
Your looks and appeal are stunning to my eyes
Your body, so beautifully developed
So sexy honey, I tell no lies
Days & weeks go by
Personality isn't what I like
A few more days, I'm saying goodbye
She...
#FallingInLove
#illness
#revenge
#rhyming
#support
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From Dark To Dim
I think its pretty clear from my writes
The dark subject matter
That I was in a really bad place when I found DU
I needed an outlet badly
I needed to know that I wasnt alone
I was wallowing in self loathing
Death seemed like the only relief possible
In a little under 2 months this place has become quite a boon to me
Seeing others show support and share how they relate has been so therapeutic
My blunt nature and direct approach got me into some trouble
I briefly walked away because I questioned if I belonged here ...
The dark subject matter
That I was in a really bad place when I found DU
I needed an outlet badly
I needed to know that I wasnt alone
I was wallowing in self loathing
Death seemed like the only relief possible
In a little under 2 months this place has become quite a boon to me
Seeing others show support and share how they relate has been so therapeutic
My blunt nature and direct approach got me into some trouble
I briefly walked away because I questioned if I belonged here ...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#gratitude
#respect #support
#respect #support
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14 Comments
A Small Piece of Good
Crazy how quickly the darkness can come flooding back in
No matter how close in reach, I can never get a win
Its been days of highs and then the voices begin
Popping this thin bubble of serenity like a pin
Its like I need to believe all the negative and the hate
So words of condemnation take on extra weight
They say Im a piece of shit and I offer no debate
It causes me to withdraw into a hell that I create
I want to do good but somehow it always turns out bad
I want to make people happy yet they always end up sad
I want...
No matter how close in reach, I can never get a win
Its been days of highs and then the voices begin
Popping this thin bubble of serenity like a pin
Its like I need to believe all the negative and the hate
So words of condemnation take on extra weight
They say Im a piece of shit and I offer no debate
It causes me to withdraw into a hell that I create
I want to do good but somehow it always turns out bad
I want to make people happy yet they always end up sad
I want...
#death
#depression
#despair
#hope
#support
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seasons of plenty
Give justice to the weak and the fatherless; maintain the right of the
afflicted and the destitute. Rescue the weak and the needy; deliver
them from the hand of the wicked.”―Psalm 82:3-4 ESV
fountains of water
to quench the dry earth
mountains of laughter
to publish my mirth
then shall the nations
rejoice in the south
and ample rations
of praise fill my mouth
...
afflicted and the destitute. Rescue the weak and the needy; deliver
them from the hand of the wicked.”―Psalm 82:3-4 ESV
fountains of water
to quench the dry earth
mountains of laughter
to publish my mirth
then shall the nations
rejoice in the south
and ample rations
of praise fill my mouth
...
#kindness
#poverty
#support
#vulnerability
#weakness
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In The Arms Of An Angel
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil;
For You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me
Lead me always to the light as my breath at times may become shallow
Bless over my mind when my words are too weak to manifest upon my delayed swallow
Receive me, thy Lord, as the cord of my life returns to the cocoon of my existence
My astral traveling, a star dust in the stratosphere interwoven of many placentas
I have been reborn, may Deja vu moments allow me to connect the...
I will fear no evil;
For You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me
Lead me always to the light as my breath at times may become shallow
Bless over my mind when my words are too weak to manifest upon my delayed swallow
Receive me, thy Lord, as the cord of my life returns to the cocoon of my existence
My astral traveling, a star dust in the stratosphere interwoven of many placentas
I have been reborn, may Deja vu moments allow me to connect the...
#support
#cancer
#spiritual #angels
#spiritual #angels
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Diagnosis
For Elisha
I.
I am sure you felt its shadow
locomotive smoke growing thicker
that plumule bomb
of hazardous waste
pulverizing the landscape
of your lungs
There are so many cliches
for a time like this. . .
‘Take care of you’
‘It will be alright’
‘I’m so sorry’
‘I’m here if you need me’
'What can I do'
But the truth is
it hurts to concentrate
on a war game
of chemotherapy
and radiation roulette
II.
...
I.
I am sure you felt its shadow
locomotive smoke growing thicker
that plumule bomb
of hazardous waste
pulverizing the landscape
of your lungs
There are so many cliches
for a time like this. . .
‘Take care of you’
‘It will be alright’
‘I’m so sorry’
‘I’m here if you need me’
'What can I do'
But the truth is
it hurts to concentrate
on a war game
of chemotherapy
and radiation roulette
II.
...
#support
#admiration
#respect
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HAMMOCK STRINGS (4-17-1994; Galveston Island Texas)n a
spring birds sing
wind chimes ring
a sleepy breeze
comes over me
as i cocoon myself away
so effortlessly disconnected
from timeless hours
especially when
i need to most
now peacefully cradled
so weightlessly away
i drift suspended
in all these tranquil
hammock strings
which have recently
become
a sudden
healing necessity
in my life
especially when
i need them most
in which
i sail...
wind chimes ring
a sleepy breeze
comes over me
as i cocoon myself away
so effortlessly disconnected
from timeless hours
especially when
i need to most
now peacefully cradled
so weightlessly away
i drift suspended
in all these tranquil
hammock strings
which have recently
become
a sudden
healing necessity
in my life
especially when
i need them most
in which
i sail...
#inspirational
#peace
#gratitude
#support
#healing
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1 Comment
sensory overload (a love letter)
I see you
a wayward son
drawing strength from shadows
picking through grey bouquets
of crestfallen moments
wild, uninhibited, unfair
are how those blossoms
slowly faded
into a new kind of blackness
I know each thought invasively meanders
scattering like seed- far and wide
understanding that quickly taking root
by digging deep, is to bury an always
i see you ask yourself if it's possible to reconcile pain
given how hurt grows with such ease
when watered by a tide of tears...
a wayward son
drawing strength from shadows
picking through grey bouquets
of crestfallen moments
wild, uninhibited, unfair
are how those blossoms
slowly faded
into a new kind of blackness
I know each thought invasively meanders
scattering like seed- far and wide
understanding that quickly taking root
by digging deep, is to bury an always
i see you ask yourself if it's possible to reconcile pain
given how hurt grows with such ease
when watered by a tide of tears...
#love
#depression
#friendship
#support
#apathy
479 reads
53 Comments
PALESTINE:THE WOMB WHO BORE MY GOD~
My Darling in oppression,
I know you did not have a lovely Jumu'ah yesterday, and neither are you having a good time now. You're always with me in prayer, and this Sabbath, I thought to put on a sackcloth, dump ashes on my head and weep with you.
Oh my Beloved! How can I not weep with you? Are not your wounded young men my brothers? My lovers? My caretakers and my very own companion? My sons indeed! Blood of my blood! Flesh of my flesh, Life of my life!
That torn woman, wailing! sitting on rubble rocking the departed Fruit...
I know you did not have a lovely Jumu'ah yesterday, and neither are you having a good time now. You're always with me in prayer, and this Sabbath, I thought to put on a sackcloth, dump ashes on my head and weep with you.
Oh my Beloved! How can I not weep with you? Are not your wounded young men my brothers? My lovers? My caretakers and my very own companion? My sons indeed! Blood of my blood! Flesh of my flesh, Life of my life!
That torn woman, wailing! sitting on rubble rocking the departed Fruit...
#support
#love
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footprints on the pavement
You can't leave a footprint that lasts if you're always
walking on tiptoe.”—Marion Blakey
martyrs
walk in mortar,
culprits
in the sand;
pulpits
hide big talkers,
gloves are
love’s command.
footprints
on the sandbank
wither
into nought ...
walking on tiptoe.”—Marion Blakey
martyrs
walk in mortar,
culprits
in the sand;
pulpits
hide big talkers,
gloves are
love’s command.
footprints
on the sandbank
wither
into nought ...
#power
#LifeStruggles
#LifeChangingMoment
#CallToAction
#support
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Support