Relationships Poems - Poems about Relationships

I’m not sure where I belong anymore, or if I’m even meant to belong. I spend my days trying to live in the moment and continue living for the ones around me despite my want to leave this place. I’m not sure how long I will last- my mind can’t help but think about how...

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His smile caresses my soul in a way that I didn’t know it could be touched. His laugh makes the air that was taken in by my mouth travel through my lungs; teaching me how to breathe again. His presence makes my rapidly pounding heart turn into a gentle lull- as calming as the sound...

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You make me so happy, you make life taste so sweet. Every time you cross my mind my heart can’t help but dance; tap dancing to a new rhythm, a new song, that only plays when you enter my mind. You bless me with your presence- every moment that I spend with you feels like...

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Am I even worth enough? I feel like every single time I think I’ve found the one, I realise something is wrong. My body is telling me something is missing, my heart is telling me that there’s a piece gone astray- a piece that my heart thought would stay in place. But alas, the piece...

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Why speak of love with tales so grand, If you never learn to hold a hand? Why make promises sweet and wide, If you never intend to stand by their side? Why is it truth, that only when gone, Do we miss the light we had all along? Is value found only in absence and pain— Do hearts awake only in rain? The...

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Q In Christ Jesus, are women second class citizens and/or second class believers in the kingdom of heaven or on the earth? A In the kingdom of heaven: There is neither male nor female nor any Jew nor Greek. We shall be like the...

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Faster than two ducks slick on the street or what Wet on the Street or what wet tires on a motor Mothers on a motor the street or what up the come up in up nothing hoe in all done up hoe says she wants to be my friend I love that hoe too. Help with the difference help me understand If there was one day...

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All my adult life, I have been inspired, By people from all walks of life. I met them and we became close friends. As time went on, I bound to find them each a song, Which perfectly described our friendship. When the relationship reached its peak, I felt the lyrics, seemed to be reciting my life's story, And deliberately depicted our frienship. Even...

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There are three distinct stages in any relationship that stand out undeniably. Three phases of any connection we make with our pets, friends and family. There is the time before we were blessed to know them…before they came into our life. The time before partners, pets, children, grandchildren, friendships, a husband or a wife. There is the time during...

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If these words, the words I’m writing now, had the power to change. If they could make me the man you’ve always wanted, the man you’ve always needed. If they could take away all your pain, all your tears, all your cares and fears. If they could somehow give you all you’ve ever needed and...

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Love is a virtue, love is a curse, it can be for the better, or for the worse, love can take a heavy toll, love can sometimes take control, but love is flexible, love can be changed, relying on love, makes people no longer the same. Love you hope to receive for all time, love...

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We’re in a young-love recession. Gen Zers are slow to trust and averse to risk, we have, it seems, a particular social nervousness about interpersonal exchanges and the symbiosis of love. So we resort to situationships (undefined relationships), a stratagem for closeness, with zero commitment. You can flirt; you can kiss; you can dance. You can have a crush so big it...

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Family Values It made me feel good to see the family, mother, father, son and daughter sitting together on the spread blanket at the park heads bowed around their picnic lunch, a tradition of saying grace before the meal not often seen, when they all look up at the same time, laugh and point at the tweet just...

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From George’s Creek to Holly Lawn, A journey, a montage of life, Where laughter and tears, Juxtaposed in moments of reflection, Of family triumphs and imperfections. Oh time, moving imperceptibly, keeper of the ages, A bridge, a pendulum, an hourglass, A fingerprint pressed upon its pages. Gentle voices of merriment like a vapor going out and up, A longing for those moments, another sip...

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Ring, In one short conversation: First lie- you paid for grandparent's funeral. No, it was already paid by them in advance thru someone else. Second lie-you know she didn't like father; no, I despised father. The father abused me, because he knew about the real father. Third lie-It was all about the poisoned chicken, innuendos and leading him...

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