Connection Poems

Popular Connection Poems

Will you remember me...

by Raina Hutchins

I know I haven't seen you
I know we’re miles apart
I know I cannot hold you
But I feel you in my heart

Is it wrong to think of you
And you to think of me
Trying not to want
What we know can never be

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fatal connections

by Sarah A

minds try to connect
bodies do too

sometimes only one
good enough for fun

but when its two
both body and mind true
you will fall like you never do

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Smile

by Carl Sinderby

Smile to those who you not know of,
Smile when you care,
Smile for you don't know who it will bring happiness for,
Smile for yourself,
Smile because you can,
Smile when you see the special moments,
Smile for the times you didn't,
Smile.

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by gabriella Blake

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Those Whom Inspire

by Nicole B

If you are not looking for passion

If you are not craving a deep connection constantly

If you are not traveling through this life looking for excitement

If you are not trying to fulfill each and everyone of your needs

If you don’t believe you can have everything you desire

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Recent Connection Poems

“No Loitering”

by Drew Schoenfeld

The sign says “No Loitering”

But I don’t mind you soft strangers,
shuffling in mute,
meeting solace in the morning sun.

Its warmth on your shoulders
feels a little bit like love.

I know we’re always swimming in dirt and pretending we’re not.

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by Joe Curry

“it’s okay” they said
“we all have our own path of growth deeply individualized by our past”
“to denounce who you were and to agree with your self hatred means i strayed away from my path, backpedaling”
“you were who you were and you are who you are, just as she is and they are”
“the ones who care too much for your journey and tread along beside obsessed with you lose focus of where they are going surely to trip on the way, taking a detour on a crossroad of unfated destiny, but that is now their path, again greatly impacted by where they were and where they thought they were going”
“a long winded way to say to each his own”
they told me this unsbject of selfishness or deviance
“i love you and we will go our separate ways, alleys, avenues, and one day i hope to meet you at the end of a corridor. you, ready with stories to pour out of your heart, i will sit there patiently astounded by who you’ve become beaming at the grace that our paths crossed”