Relationship Poems | Examples of Relationship Poetry

Some say you are the best one, sure have you a try, you got curves that imprison every straight man’s eye. I thought we’d find our own path, to see each other’s worth, but we were just so different that it all felt like work. Both sides of every issue, soon peace and quiet died, sought solace in the bedroom, the sex a pleasant lie. Suppose we...

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I have been watering it for months— the small black bulb in the cupboard that I never let touch sunlight. It swelled in the dark, fed on steam from my cooking breath, fat with the whispers I never spoke aloud. I told myself it was only a seed, a pebble in soil, nothing more. I would open the door, look at it once, and...

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For you I’ll paint them red, she said my lips my toes my fingernails yet know I will remain unwed it is the fate of most females ...

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Oh, since that day, I’ve been done with your games, I’ve been done with your games, so tired, left me in pain, and in courtrooms insane, took half of my gains, you liar, Now you just want to come back, think it’ll all be a snap, life’s just a lark, you were playing the part, but woman I see through the trap. I’m...

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For those who feel invisible. One of the key things that leads to relationship breakdowns is when people feel invisible. In a world where people are increasingly glued to some form of device, this disconnect is rising. Try to remember to connect with each other every day. Don't take each other for granted. Show you...

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Thank you Lord Thinking back upon my life When days were ever so bleak When nothing seemed to turn out right I was desperate and so weak Then you came along and helped me out You pulled me out of the fire And I thank you…Oh Lord For saving my life Chorus I want to thank you Lord, For always being there Through the bad times...

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i sit alone and wait to see you again, eyes weary from my vigil. neighbors' rustling reminds me of the world passing by, but nothing distracts me from the prison of thought. in my mind i am lonely, in the crowd even lonelier. but the color i see in this stale black & white is that of your eyes miles away from me, the blue sky under...

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She gave her word and I just believed, was the best thing that happened to me, but, before long, on camera I see her sneaking with a man who lives up the street. Probed her for truth, but, oh, she just lie, never had a hint of guilt in her eyes, how can someone feel that justified, even showed her the tape,...

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Numb.... Lonely Staring at the same gloomy rain dripping down 2 different window panes over 300 miles away Feeling alone & ashamed, full of regret because of how we hehaved but not giving up bc this Actual, Magical, One of a kind love is just too unfathomable to not crave its right there out of our reach, our plans, wants & goals so easy to speak but...

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Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder Poetry Contest Crystol Woods Her man friend, grey, over the hill, and older He's cheesy, conning, plain, and a freeloader She's in her twenties and smart Her friends ask why this old fart Beauty is in the eye of the beholder Her friends are so puzzled and think something smells They even ask what happened...

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For rent: a room with three rowdy, reckless roommates who revel in raving it up. Curtains they've ripped and carpets they've ruined Worn sofa and rancid kitchen all greatly reduced with a garage too for rent. ...

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Went to school, got good grades a decent lawyer, I made Met a girl, saved some dough She was my bride, I her beaux Three little...

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There's this fine girl In my street She said I'm very sweet She licks me like ice cream When the play starts She gives me high screams. Her body shape Just like the coca cola bottle She said she likes my muscles She likes the way I grab her She got the best styles and wine When we...

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There's this fine girl In my street She said I'm very sweet She licks me like ice cream When the play starts She gives me high screams. Her body shape Just like the coca cola bottle She said she likes my muscles She likes the way I grab her She got the best styles and wine When we...

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The Return The quietness spreads thickly, the atmosphere even thicker. Nature has lost its voice as the house glowers down at him caped in silent stillness; a muscle waiting to twitch! He side-steps the house’s deafening glare, slipping into the secluded garden where nostalgia waits to ambush him with memories unrolled everywhere; hanging in the trees, draped across flower beds lounging on the wooden bench. ...

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