#tenderness

94 posts
  • jrmolina 21w

    Loving you was like learning to breathe again
    And
    Losing you felt like drowning
    Now
    Living life without you is like creating a color that does not exist

    - j.r. molina

  • jrmolina 21w

    Love

    My heart feels deeply
    Switching from hot and cold
    When I am cold I have no words
    When I am hot I am overwhelmed with words
    How can I merge these two?
    With Love
    With tenderness
    With compassion
    One day at a time
    One experience at a time

    - j.r. molina

  • __adiroy__ 21w

    Take me back to the days when feelings actually mattered more and were less an advertisement.
    Take me back to the days when respect was not merely a social media story but an emotion ,a glory.
    Take me back to the days when love/relationship was not a trend but a confession,a commitment and ones devotion towards another.
    Take me back to the days when friendship was not selfishness termed as "busy/occupied" but a therapy to the soul.
    ©__adiroy__

  • rcainnijd 25w

    Yearning

    A dream of little kisses placed on your head, your cheeks, your lips

    A dream of holding you in silence where your scent fills the air

    and your heart the ears

    Were it not for the restraints of the mortal coil, I would have long become undone at the seams, to shed myself to mingle with you in spirit

    In essence

    An unfolding tapestry of wants and desires laid bare for you to see, to feel, to share

    If only it wasn't a dream

    ©rcainnijd

  • shibani_sonowal_paul 28w

    Realistic Fantasy

    Life is a fantastic fantasy
    So live with ecstacy

    Fantasy is necessary not to escape
    But to survive the harsh reality

    Fairytales are of magical
    So find the magic in yourself

    The world is indeed Full of peril
    But still there is much of tenderness

    ©shibani_sonowal_paul

  • hamallaxmi 34w

    Day 12

    Every morning I notice
    You flying high
    With the worldly pleasures
    Of setting up abode.
    Fearing nothing
    You proceed
    Imagining thousand
    Dreams in your eyes
    In search of the materials.
    Every day after battling
    With the unforeseen
    Things.
    When you finally made
    A home.
    It has been teared down
    By the people.
    And all you did was
    Cried for a little
    And stood
    Up thinking
    You are not alone in this
    And started structuring
    Your own abode of tenderness.
    .
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    #napowrimo #napowrimo2021 #tenderness #youarenotalone.

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    You are not alone

    ©hamallaxmi

  • sidharth_jeevakumar 41w

    Admiration

    ..
    Her tenderness was a bliss,
    So was her caring soul.
    And I could only admire her,
    For she was so divine.

    ©sidharth_jeevakumar

  • poeticfarmer 47w

    I once was life's Mistress
    A sensual beauty
    Hidden in gracious cloves
    I had been a secret bride
    Sharing adulterous vows
    I dedicated everything
    My hands raked weeds
    Out of its heart. I succumbed to a love—that would never be. Still I gathered each second, and wore it on my sleeves. It wasn't enough. Life used me. It drained the youthfulness from my eyes. And time? Well, time sent me on a rampage. For it ran...and I became an old regretful Queen.
    ©poeticfarmer

  • poeticfarmer 47w

    Love
    Is the
    Velvety
    Sweetness on lush
    Lips

    That
    Suckle
    Flavors from
    The tender nips
    of

    Fresh
    Red wine
    Mastering
    This seductive
    Art
    ©poeticfarmer

  • mmbftd 52w

    Love (notes on my experience)

    Some reasons why I love you and will always love you ❤️

    The way you caught the snake in our backyard, bravely, with no hesitation to protect our little dogs and me. And most importantly, the kind way you drove to a vacant field to release it unharmed. Similarly, the way you trapped the mommy, daddy, and baby rat and drove into the wilderness and released them unharmed, and with some food to start their new lives together.
    The way you look at our first born doggy as if she owns you (which she does). The way you spend money we don't have on a tiny tiny parrot so she will have all the toys, houses and foods and vitamins and vet care she needs. How you lay there patient ly letting her pull and tug your beard hairs as she preens you with adoration.
    The way you help me when my body fails. Bring me ice packs or rub my head, back and neck in absolutely all the right places without me saying where.
    How you let me stay home while you work to support us. This is huge and so selfless of you. The way you stayed with my Abuelita, in her kitchen that year the family was screaming and scaring her. How you held her hand and comforted her and then on top of that, you stood up for me and got me out of harm's way. No one had ever stood up for me before. I will never forget those loving gestures.
    The way you drove me to all my doctor's appointments after I could no longer do it myself.
    How you told me everything was going to be ok, and it was.
    How you used to hold me through the night until your arm fell asleep and still you kept on holding me. How you hugged me and let me cry into your chest after my night terrors took my mind and wouldn't let go of it.
    How you accepted my brokenness, even though you had no understanding of the how's or why's.
    How you called me a rockstar each time I clumsily plunked out a 3 chord song on an out of tune guitar. How you then would faithfully tune my guitar because I refused, stubbornly, to learn. Maybe because I wanted that connection with you.
    How you dance with my son, the rescue pigeon, to the radio and coo at him so he has joy in his day. Or how you tenderly, and carefully trim his beak when it overgrows. Talking to him so he isn't scared. Or how you worked so hard to build him his two giant houses so he could still fly without the hawk taking him.
    How you used to run your warm fingers up and down my back to comfort and love me.
    How you never ever leave without saying you love me. How I never need to worry that you might abandon me. How you tell my insecure mind that you aren't going anywhere, you are here to stay.
    How you used to throw the ball for the puppy in the yard and watch her race to me and then back and forth. How you cared and loved my soulmate dog when we first started dating. How you still love him even though he is long passed. I never thought anyone else could love him as much as I did, but you did. How you lifted him up when he couldn't jump, snuggled him inside your sweatshirt when it was too cold in our rented room with no heat. How you woke early to lift him out the window so he could have his morning pee.
    The way you love the animals I love has made me love you more and more each day.
    The way you forgive me for getting angry sometimes. You forgive so easily. The way you have never screamed at me. You've never raised a hand to me, never once called me a cruel name or even cussed at me.
    You take care of me when I can't care for myself and encourage my creative ideas.
    You keep me surrounded with my animals because you know that is my happiness in this world.
    You listen to me ramble about the jumping spiders I love and look at photos I take and compliment me. Even though I'm aware they all must look the same to you.
    You are kind, gentle and loving.
    You are so strong, smart and handsome. You are a puzzle solver, thinking outside the parameters set by others.
    You are a creator.
    You are a lovely person. I wish we had more time to have adventures in nature. A hike a sunset or stars.
    You bought me a motorhome, my absolute dream. You worked so hard trying to fix it up. It's my bucket list. Without you I never would have been able to get it.
    Thank you, for being yourself. Thank you for sharing parts of you with me.
    I love and appreciate you sharing this life with me for these past 11 years. I could not have survived without your tender care. Thank you, with all the gratitude I have. I love you.
    For M.K.C.
    My partner in this world.
    ©mmbftd

  • peluchita787 57w

    What I Long For At Night

    I haven't slept from dusk to dawn
    Within the arms of a man in years
    As I crawl underneath my sheets tonight
    I start envisioning his body's near
    The warmth of his skin against mine
    Feeling protected in his embrace
    The rhythm of his heartbeat
    Viewing the tender expression of his face

    I'm 2 years shy from a decade
    Of not having a sleepover like a child
    One full of kisses & giggles
    That'd make the first time again worthwhile
    With an evening of endless conversation
    Full of smiles and deep eye contact
    Where the minutes that turn into hours
    Could feel like days that you'll lose tract

    For the hours spent under the covers
    Caressing each other so affectionately
    The increasing emotion of anticipation
    Created both sexually and intellectually
    This interaction from a man I've truly missed
    A vague memory so hard to remember
    The sheer intimacy that's so innocently
    Turns into many forms of pleasure

    Sometimes I wonder when I'll meet him
    Will our moment be what I've envisioned?
    As again, I honestly cannot remember
    These words that I have written
    But the woman I am who daydreams
    The same hopes to God in prayer
    How someday I'll feel this magical warmth
    In the evening with a man who truly cares

    ©peluchita787

  • mmbftd 59w

    Nest

    What makes a nest?
    Is it fear?
    The need for comfort?
    A warm blanket
    Connected to thin cold skin
    In the night?
    Twigs and sticks
    Constructed by miraculous
    Birds as the frenzy to complete the task overtakes them?
    Ignoring dangers
    Hunger pangs
    One singular mission
    To complete on time
    Before the sacred eggs
    Join this world.
    Nests are needed now and then
    A step into a life often dangerous and overwhelming.
    What makes a nest?
    The care given in it's planning?
    In it's very architecture?
    The Jumping Spider creates
    In perfect timing
    Her nursery nest
    With a secondary smaller version not far from the first, a small step away from home for her brood of teeny babies.
    Her construction may look haphazard to those who've never had time to watch the process from beginning to end. But it never ends for the mother spider, she is in constant movement, modifying and improving her nest. It is pliable but steely strong. She moves her abdomen back and forth, back and forth, a dance of the universe. A movement she has known since she was born. Her white reflective lines of web deposited with the comfort of repeated motions; like the brick layer on the street, one brick on mortar and again, and so it goes.
    Her web catches and refracts the light. It makes beautiful rainbows at just the right angles. And yet this nest has no angles. No hard corners, no theory of buildings here. And yet this is a caring nest. After a few days she feels it will protect her and her future, so she lays her eggs and they are in a ball like structure of golden yellow hung just right at the top of the nest, the most North it can be.
    She will tend to hundreds of tiny spidelettes. She will care about them, guard them with her life and nurture them with foods she has spent weeks collecting and depositing around the inside and outside of the nest. Her brood will not starve. They will feel safe and know no fear for these first weeks of their lives. And mother's careful eyes will be on them at all times. As she restructures this nest to accommodate their growth. Pushing her body up and down to widen the structure for the growing brood so they have room to move around inside.
    I watch in awe, tiny black shadows inside the nest, undulating like waves of life as she sits guarding, a larger black shadow beneath them, also inside.
    She keeps the 3 doors of her nursery nest sealed up, and exits only to feed and collect food for them. She is a lovely and caring creature.
    And what makes a nest?
    Four walls and a crib?
    Two arms and full breasts?
    A womb pulsing with two heartbeats. Hot blood whooshing as a lullaby?
    Twigs and sticks, buildings and bricks, webs and slits. Feathers and fluff to cushion the bed.
    A nest is needed. It is required. For us to all become.
    And we yearn for such safety still, even as time makes us big.
    I want to build a nest. For myself but also for you. I will use my love for it's base and my careful eye for it's walls. I will use my compassion for it's size, it must be big enough to comfort everyone.
    And though I've never been a mother, I will use the templates set out by nature. Whether nurture or that. It's all around us. This primal information passed down in instinct. I hope we don't forget how to build nests for each other.
    What makes a nest?
    Love.
    Let me start with that alone.
    ©mmbftd

  • trident_of_sky 67w

    Effortlessly she glided across the fields
    Barefooted, as the meadow tickled her
    Wild and free she wandered
    Filled with laughter and utmost tenderness.
    She turned back to see him,
    As if he was carved by angels,
    The sun beamed over his shoulders
    Outlining his perfect muscular body.
    That she yearned to keep close to eternity.
    The moment there hands reached,
    A spark, a greater energy pulsated through eachother.
    Bringing them ever so close in the
    midst of what looked like heaven.
    They took in the scenery with contentment.
    When their eyes locked with such intensity.
    They shared a moment of a fiery kiss
    That they will never forget. ��


    #love #youandme #glided #meadows #tickled #tenderness #angels #hands #eternity #heaven #kiss #monet #never #forget #divi ��

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    THEY WILL NEVER FORGET

    ©trident_of_sky

  • rishiraj17 76w

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    ना जाने आज क्यों रोने को दिल करता है,
    दिल की कुछ ख्वाहिश है उसे पूरा करने को दिल करता है,
    खुद के बारे में लिखने को दिल नहीं करता है,
    दिल की कुछ बाते करने को दिल करता है,
    न जाने क्यों उससे मिलने को दिल करता है,
    खुद की बाते उससे करने को दिल करता है,
    क्या करे किस्मत मै है दूरियाँ,
    वरना आज भी तुमसे मिलने को दिल मचलता है |
    - Mere lafz✍️
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  • rishiraj17 76w

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    ना जाने आज क्यों रोने को दिल करता है,
    दिल की कुछ ख्वाहिश है उसे पूरा करने को दिल करता है,
    खुद के बारे में लिखने को दिल नहीं करता है,
    दिल की कुछ बाते करने को दिल करता है,
    न जाने क्यों उससे मिलने को दिल करता है,
    खुद की बाते उससे करने को दिल करता है,
    क्या करे किस्मत मै है दूरियाँ,
    वरना आज भी तुमसे मिलने को दिल मचलता है |
    - Mere lafz✍️
    @hit_man_rishi

  • rishiraj17 77w

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    Na chahkar tumhe message karna aacha lagta hai,
    Dil ki kuch baate karna aacha lagta hai,
    Par kaise kahu yeh dil tumse pyar karta hai,
    Bas itna kahne se mera dil darta hai,
    Socha tumhe dil ki saari baate baate bata du,
    Phir khayal aaya kahi tum naraz na ho jao,
    Bas is pal ka dar mere dil me hamesha rahta hai.
    - Mere lafz
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  • rishiraj17 79w

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    Is barish ki bundo me kuch naya karna chahta hu,
    Dil ki kuch tamanna hai use pura karna chahta hu,
    Sapno ka ek khubsurat mandir banana chahta hu,
    Uski har sapno ko pura karna chahta hu,
    Kahi dur kisi jungle me thahra dariya hona chahta hu,
    Ek zindagi jina chahta hu bina risto aur riwazo ke,
    Na jane kyu har bar uske baare me likh pata hu.
    - Mere lafz
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  • rishiraj17 81w

    Mohabbat ki Duniya

    Agar use suraj mila to tu,
    Itna tilmilata kyu hai,
    Meri khamoshi tujhe aksar kahti hai,
    Tu Ander - he - ander chillata kyu hai,
    Tujhe pta tha teri parwah kitni beperwah hai,
    Teri ishq ki bandhi thi wo,
    Tujhe mohabbat besumar thi,
    Teri manmani uska mandir tha,
    Uski mohabbat teri Aajan thi.
    - Mere lafz
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  • rishiraj17 82w

    Dil ki Dhadkan

    Tu agar mil jaye to, meri zindagi puri ho jaye,
    Mai koi kalam sa, tu uski sihayi ho jaye,
    Mai koi lekhak sa, tu meri lafz ho jaye,
    Mai ek kali sa, tu usper khila gulab ho jaye,
    Bas mera ek dil hai, aur tu uski dhadkan ho jaye.
    - Mere lafz
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  • rantings_of_a_distressed_soul 83w

    When the dry leaves
    Of autumn
    Caress my feet
    As I walk through
    The forest
    We once made love in
    I'll tell them
    That their gentle touch
    Could
    In no way
    Arouse my senses
    That the tenderness
    Of your touch did.
    ©rantings_of_a_distressed_soul