Writing Prompt
POEM STARTER
Write a poem about the importance of hands in a relationship.
Think about the different types of relationship you could relate this to.
Writings
Hands
His hand grasping mine,
My hand gripping his,
While we walk into the coffee shop,
For our very first date.
My hands tangled in his hair,
His hands clenching my bum,
as our lips unite as if old chums.
I regret the nights escapades
as he holds my hair back
and he rubs my back,
and he silently chuckles:
“ I yold you not to drink that!”
His hands hold a glimmering ring
And my hands move about,
Wh...
Hands
Everyone underestimates
The importance of hands
Helping hands will start
You have no idea
A home cooked meal
A clean space
These hands make a house
A home
There are the hands
That dance with me in the rain
Hands that throw down spades
On family game night
Lastly the hands
That comfort in hard times
The ones that feed me soup
When I can hardly sit
They hold me
When I shake from crying...
hands of pain
( the prompt but with a darker twist, because i’m a sucker for pain. / tw: sa )
in the heart of our love’s dying embers, where the moonlight whispers secrets only the broken-hearted comprehend, there lingered a shadow most ghastly—a reminder of the darkness that lurked behind those hands, once tender now turned tormentor. we were both _so_ young, drenched in the fever of a passion that sang in hu...
Hands
Your hands
Twisting silver rings off your fingers
Fidgeting, don’t want them to see
I reach over and take one in mine
Remind you I am here
Cause I can tell you’re uncomfortable
Your hands
Reaching out for mine
At a random time in public
Walking around the mall
Like you want to be close to me
Don’t worry, I’m not complaining
Your hands
Tangled in my hair
Soothing in and out of dirty blonde loc...
His Hands 
His hands, they hold on tight to mine, when he’s leading me around,
They lift me off the transit, and put me gently back on the ground.
His hands, they cook my breakfast at the start of every day,
They choose my outfits carefully, and he has great taste, they say.
His hands, they open doors for me when we go out somewhere,
Sometimes they even help me do my make up and straighten my hair.
His ha...
By The Willow Tree🏞️❄️
Your hands
Shaking madly as you
Look me in the eye
For the first time
My hands
Itching for a man’s touch
Aching for more
Than just painted nails and bracelets
As I notice you staring
Our hands
Both fidgeting
As the professor rambles on
Wishing for something better to do
Your hands
Holding the pencil perfectly
As you toss your shaggy hair back
And continue to make beautiful art
My hands
I...
We Walked
We walked.
Hand in hand
Hearts beating together:
Ba dum
Ba dum
Ba dum
We walked.
Our hearts beating
Quicker, swelling with joy
Ba dum
Ba dum
Ba dum
We walked.
Our feet falling together
Matching our hearts
Left right
Left right
Left right
We walked,
You squeeze my hand softly
I can feel your happy heart too
Left right
Left right
Left right
We walked,
Birds singing around us
Like a fairy t...
HANDS
Every time your hand holds mine,
It mends the storm inside my mind.
Every touch upon my cheek,
It'd make me go down and probably weak.
Every time you caress my hair,
It felt soft and gentle like a warm breeze of Air.
Every touch upon my lips,
Gave me goosebumps and a hopeful bliss.
Every time you tenderly stroked my hips,
It felt like the world around me slipped.
Every touch upon my neck,
Is lik...
His Gentle Caress
I yearn to feel his hands upon my skin,
A touch that stirs a fire deep within.
His gentle caress, a comforting embrace,
A refuge where I find solace and grace.
In his hands, I feel a sense of security,
A sanctuary where I can truly be me.
With every touch, I know I am safe,
Wrapped in his arms, love's sweetest embrace.
His hands speak a language of love unspoken,
Expressing affection that can ne...