Poems about Moving On
#MovingOn
Poems about moving on, dusting yourself off and moving forward after a breakup or difficult stage of life. Moving on poems, about finding the strength and courage to start a new chapter in life, finding freedom and closure on past events.
rubyredheart
Poem Published
Today 6:19pm
Today 6:19pm
Sad DUP is Ending! Where to go next?
With DUP closing down, I'm looking for an equivalent alternative but am hard set to find any satisfactory. Currently I'm rubyredheart on both Medium and WritersCafe but still on the search for a better option. I've only posted my poem "Rise Up" on those sites so far to test how I like them. Will update here on my search. Please comment ANY suggestions for an similar option. I'll miss DUP greatly!
#disappointment
#MovingOn
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1 Comment
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:00am
Yesterday 11:00am
Time Passing Through
Can't the future just wait?
Can't we pass the obstacles we await?
Could we fool and dodge fate?
They say the future is happy and bright.
But I can't help but worry at night.
Life is like an endless fight.
You fight to live and survive.
Or just sleep peacefully through the night.
Which one you get is not under your control.
We just want to savour the moment.
And not let the bad thoughts of the future take toll.
When you suddenly see the red lights.
When you went through all the struggles and fights.
I...
Can't we pass the obstacles we await?
Could we fool and dodge fate?
They say the future is happy and bright.
But I can't help but worry at night.
Life is like an endless fight.
You fight to live and survive.
Or just sleep peacefully through the night.
Which one you get is not under your control.
We just want to savour the moment.
And not let the bad thoughts of the future take toll.
When you suddenly see the red lights.
When you went through all the struggles and fights.
I...
#hope
#motivational
#MovingOn
#TimeHeals
#uplifting
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Songbird83
Steven W.
Steven W.
Poem Published
19th Mar 2025 2:55am
19th Mar 2025 2:55am
Die Alone
You're not mine
you never were
you'll be better off alone
You're not fine
you've always hurt
I will let you die alone
(Chorus)
There's no excuse for what you did
you never wanted my feelings
you tried to kill me from within
but you failed and now I'm healing
because...
You're not mine
you never were
you'll be better off alone
You're not fine
you've always hurt
I will let you die alone
-Chorus-
I bet you're ashamed to tell me
ashamed to tell me where you've...
you never were
you'll be better off alone
You're not fine
you've always hurt
I will let you die alone
(Chorus)
There's no excuse for what you did
you never wanted my feelings
you tried to kill me from within
but you failed and now I'm healing
because...
You're not mine
you never were
you'll be better off alone
You're not fine
you've always hurt
I will let you die alone
-Chorus-
I bet you're ashamed to tell me
ashamed to tell me where you've...
#betrayal
#healing
#hurt
#lyrics
#MovingOn
42 reads
2 Comments
BaldyBrown
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 3:47pm
18th Mar 2025 3:47pm
Zero Sum Game
"Men often die at thirty but are not buried until they’re eighty" - Ben Franklin
Five American bucks a night buys him a room in the third world
where he can lay there at sixty-three, staring vertically
hands folded on his belly, as if in repose
His mind meanders
possessing little more than the memories
that agitate his foreboding cauldron of emotions
The years of calculated luck and stupid-ass timing
steam up his closed sight, relationships not withstanding
In good faith she trusted him with her years
Her trust...
Five American bucks a night buys him a room in the third world
where he can lay there at sixty-three, staring vertically
hands folded on his belly, as if in repose
His mind meanders
possessing little more than the memories
that agitate his foreboding cauldron of emotions
The years of calculated luck and stupid-ass timing
steam up his closed sight, relationships not withstanding
In good faith she trusted him with her years
Her trust...
#breakup
#MovingOn
#separation
20 reads
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Mercurial
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 7:12am
16th Mar 2025 7:12am
Confessions of a Dying Reality
This fear I hold onto so dear,
Blocks my eyes I can't see the road clear,
I feel it but I know it ain't mine,
Generations of conviction made it shine.
Struggling to create my own domain,
Travelling into the unknown,
Receiving codes hard to decipher,
I'm piercing my heart with a sharp knife.
These dreams make me question my identity,
I feel like a demon among men,
I feel like an angel in my own den,
I've realized i do not exist.
What i perceive is illusory,
With judgements that...
Blocks my eyes I can't see the road clear,
I feel it but I know it ain't mine,
Generations of conviction made it shine.
Struggling to create my own domain,
Travelling into the unknown,
Receiving codes hard to decipher,
I'm piercing my heart with a sharp knife.
These dreams make me question my identity,
I feel like a demon among men,
I feel like an angel in my own den,
I've realized i do not exist.
What i perceive is illusory,
With judgements that...
#acceptance
#confessional
#healing
#learning
#MovingOn
64 reads
0 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 10:43pm
12th Mar 2025 10:43pm
another love poem
I had a dream
about you last
night
it ended
in murder
about you last
night
it ended
in murder
#deception
#MovingOn
115 reads
6 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 8:18pm
12th Mar 2025 8:18pm
I keep picking the scabs with the clock hands
My bloody heel prints
marked a path from the
broken clockface to the door
where I wandered
this last time
there was a part of me
that believed we'd meet again
and a smaller part
that wanted to
I limp away
to find a Walgreens
or a CVS
where I can buy
a bottle of peroxide
and a box of band aids
time only heals cuts
you don't re-open
marked a path from the
broken clockface to the door
where I wandered
this last time
there was a part of me
that believed we'd meet again
and a smaller part
that wanted to
I limp away
to find a Walgreens
or a CVS
where I can buy
a bottle of peroxide
and a box of band aids
time only heals cuts
you don't re-open
#acceptance
#breakup
#MovingOn
144 reads
4 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
9th Mar 2025 2:06pm
9th Mar 2025 2:06pm
Why is Art?
I sometimes think
that when you’re young
you think of art as
a provocation,
and when you’re old
you take it as
a comfort more
than anything,
and in between
it serves as both
depending on
each need and want.
that when you’re young
you think of art as
a provocation,
and when you’re old
you take it as
a comfort more
than anything,
and in between
it serves as both
depending on
each need and want.
#aging
#art
#MovingOn #SelfDiscovery
#MovingOn #SelfDiscovery
88 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 10:45pm
6th Mar 2025 10:45pm
I'm Home
Mariska looked around
the house with palm
trees surrounding it
and said "I'm home."
the house with palm
trees surrounding it
and said "I'm home."
#acceptance
#fiction
#home
#LifeChangingMoment
#MovingOn
78 reads
0 Comments
Loki_Undercover
Wannabe-Poet
Wannabe-Poet
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 8:10pm
2nd Mar 2025 8:10pm
I will not text you back
I’m giving up on you and me
For my own sanity
Afraid we’ve only caused each other pain
Relentless to let our love die in vain
For my own sanity
Afraid we’ve only caused each other pain
Relentless to let our love die in vain
#acceptance
#healing
#LifeStruggles
#love
#MovingOn
86 reads
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Gracefull
Grace
Grace
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 4:51pm
2nd Mar 2025 4:51pm
Number 47
A light scent of spring wraps Victorian bones,
Untold tales settle deep within the mortar.
daisies and buttercups haunt the evening,
as warmth is chased the length of fresh cut grass.
Hopscotch chalk fades on the pavement,
a tepid rain washes nostalgia into the cracks.
Curious, mischievous minds in search of adventure
plummet through glass houses,
A lost tooth never found in the ghost of an old world wagon.
Quivering lips sip from a china cup,
holding back tears, seeking refuge within pages.
A rift in the doorway whispers of...
Untold tales settle deep within the mortar.
daisies and buttercups haunt the evening,
as warmth is chased the length of fresh cut grass.
Hopscotch chalk fades on the pavement,
a tepid rain washes nostalgia into the cracks.
Curious, mischievous minds in search of adventure
plummet through glass houses,
A lost tooth never found in the ghost of an old world wagon.
Quivering lips sip from a china cup,
holding back tears, seeking refuge within pages.
A rift in the doorway whispers of...
#childhood
#grief
#home
#MovingOn
#sadness
47 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 11:29am
25th Feb 2025 11:29am
Hoods
Childhood
Winds may blow harshly
Roots persist beneath the storm
We remain ourselves.
Adulthood
Light on the horizon
Path unshadowed by others
I am my own guide.
Elderhood
In the mirror, strength
Reflection of courage true
Voice of liberty.
Winds may blow harshly
Roots persist beneath the storm
We remain ourselves.
Adulthood
Light on the horizon
Path unshadowed by others
I am my own guide.
Elderhood
In the mirror, strength
Reflection of courage true
Voice of liberty.
#aging
#LifeCycle
#MovingOn
#PersonalGrowth
#TimeHeals
105 reads
13 Comments
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