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.
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Live For Today
My 30th year reunion is coming real soon
Majority I went to high school with are dead
Reminds me of some after school special, I presume
I can be next before this reunion transpires
Phlegmatic, I never was
Stress I carry in my jaw, my ass is on fire
A chemical relationship I had with my friends
Most of those goons have departed
They’d often asphyxiate me similar to The Bends
Domestic violence occurred often
Love was a fist in their lives
Now you see why their all in coffins
Screw the event, I'm going out to...
Majority I went to high school with are dead
Reminds me of some after school special, I presume
I can be next before this reunion transpires
Phlegmatic, I never was
Stress I carry in my jaw, my ass is on fire
A chemical relationship I had with my friends
Most of those goons have departed
They’d often asphyxiate me similar to The Bends
Domestic violence occurred often
Love was a fist in their lives
Now you see why their all in coffins
Screw the event, I'm going out to...
#motivational
#school
#rhyming
#MovingOn
#choices
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destination (too far)
clustering
of lights
sharpening
themselves
over me,
shadows
behind me,
my eyes
so heavy,
i still
drove,
how i
wished
to sleep,
this moment
sweeping me
over
and over,
my destination
still lay
too far.
of lights
sharpening
themselves
over me,
shadows
behind me,
my eyes
so heavy,
i still
drove,
how i
wished
to sleep,
this moment
sweeping me
over
and over,
my destination
still lay
too far.
#dreams
#redemption
#MovingOn
#escape
#determination
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You forgot me again.
You forgot my name today.
Just like, you did before.
Now, you have nothing to say.
Not a glance, as you shut the door.
You don't remember, it seems.
The promises told over and over and over.
Repeated, until, I believed.
Convincing me, to come closer.
Your efforts payed off, willingly.
I forgot, that my love,
Makes you, forget me.
If ever, I forget again.
And send you a message, at 3am.
Push delete, go back to sleep.
You'll never deserve me, you never did.
Just like, you did before.
Now, you have nothing to say.
Not a glance, as you shut the door.
You don't remember, it seems.
The promises told over and over and over.
Repeated, until, I believed.
Convincing me, to come closer.
Your efforts payed off, willingly.
I forgot, that my love,
Makes you, forget me.
If ever, I forget again.
And send you a message, at 3am.
Push delete, go back to sleep.
You'll never deserve me, you never did.
#betrayal
#MovingOn
#disappointment #deception
#disappointment #deception
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You are not a victim.
You are not a victim.
It's been too many years for that.
It's not your cause or symptom.
It has nothing to do with you, in fact.
Some husbands are just mean.
A cocktail of violent cruelty.
But you are what's obscene.
Swallowing disrespect effusively.
You are not a martyr.
Your choice is disgrace.
You are the selfish partner.
Survival, only works that way.
You won't be a hero for leaving.
From where you should never have been.
It would only prove, you love him.
To protect him, even from him.
...
It's been too many years for that.
It's not your cause or symptom.
It has nothing to do with you, in fact.
Some husbands are just mean.
A cocktail of violent cruelty.
But you are what's obscene.
Swallowing disrespect effusively.
You are not a martyr.
Your choice is disgrace.
You are the selfish partner.
Survival, only works that way.
You won't be a hero for leaving.
From where you should never have been.
It would only prove, you love him.
To protect him, even from him.
...
#anxiety
#motivational
#MovingOn
#escape
#weakness
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When the sky bled…
Your darkness
Illuminated
By your desire
To destroy
I thought my
Heart stained tears
Would never end
Comprehending
Your inability
To love anyone
Including yourself
Extinguished
My torment
Now I bask
In the beauty
Of letting go
Illuminated
By your desire
To destroy
I thought my
Heart stained tears
Would never end
Comprehending
Your inability
To love anyone
Including yourself
Extinguished
My torment
Now I bask
In the beauty
Of letting go
#breakup
#MovingOn
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It Used To Be More Than 3
1.
“I know that if I let you be with me, I will hurt you”
you already hurt me
can’t you see my bruises?
2.
I gave you all of me
And I think that was my first mistake
3.
“I don’t give up on things”
Oh, but you do…
You gave up on me
“I know that if I let you be with me, I will hurt you”
you already hurt me
can’t you see my bruises?
2.
I gave you all of me
And I think that was my first mistake
3.
“I don’t give up on things”
Oh, but you do…
You gave up on me
#MovingOn
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Mother.
We bled
They fed.
They fed.
#nature
#MovingOn
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it's a start...
he slipped in under cover of night
sifted through the seams of unfiltered dreams
and crept into my restless slumber
calloused fingers tracing my shape
(so unlike your manicured hands)
imprinting sacred runes upon my aura
their glow a pale white spread
suffusing my suddenly fevered flesh
his shadowed eyes traveled my writhing curvature
leaving scorch marks wherever they landed
tiny sparks arcing off my body
seeking...reaching for his touch
and as lips (that weren't yours) pressed against mine
...I nearly cried
aching for...
sifted through the seams of unfiltered dreams
and crept into my restless slumber
calloused fingers tracing my shape
(so unlike your manicured hands)
imprinting sacred runes upon my aura
their glow a pale white spread
suffusing my suddenly fevered flesh
his shadowed eyes traveled my writhing curvature
leaving scorch marks wherever they landed
tiny sparks arcing off my body
seeking...reaching for his touch
and as lips (that weren't yours) pressed against mine
...I nearly cried
aching for...
#dreams
#lover
#MovingOn #sensual
#MovingOn #sensual
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On watching animated films on a strange and silent afternoon
I am looking at Pinocchio fold
into piles of pine. Watching
the joints slide backwards
until the lie takes over
and gravity becomes a cold bed
in which to lay the bones down.
I think of my own body
splintering in what can’t be seen.
How this day comes and there
is nothing, but a dark whale
and the tenacity to escape.
Did anybody tell him
years later, in his trauma,
that it is better to be made of wood
than to eternally be made of stone.
I am looking at Pinocchio...
into piles of pine. Watching
the joints slide backwards
until the lie takes over
and gravity becomes a cold bed
in which to lay the bones down.
I think of my own body
splintering in what can’t be seen.
How this day comes and there
is nothing, but a dark whale
and the tenacity to escape.
Did anybody tell him
years later, in his trauma,
that it is better to be made of wood
than to eternally be made of stone.
I am looking at Pinocchio...
#women
#MovingOn
#acceptance #DomesticViolence
#acceptance #DomesticViolence
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Haiku #18
I miss missing you
and so you could disappear
for a certain time
and so you could disappear
for a certain time
#ILoveYou
#redemption
#MovingOn
#IMissYou
#healing
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Gossiping Homies
Bending over the kitchen sink,
Ironing y fronts,
Prosecco,
Babies,
Cream cakes,
Faux fur cushions,
School reports,
School meals,
Nappies,
Pish pads,
Weddings,
Babies,
Triple chins,
Streached chamois cloths,
Babies,
Gossip,
Ladies luncheons,
Church tea parties,
Craft fairs,
Prams,
Babies
Cracked nipple cream,
prolapsed uterus,
Diet club,
Babies
Shoe shopping,
Bulbous bottoms,
Wobbly bingo wings,
Fishwivery,
And ...
Ironing y fronts,
Prosecco,
Babies,
Cream cakes,
Faux fur cushions,
School reports,
School meals,
Nappies,
Pish pads,
Weddings,
Babies,
Triple chins,
Streached chamois cloths,
Babies,
Gossip,
Ladies luncheons,
Church tea parties,
Craft fairs,
Prams,
Babies
Cracked nipple cream,
prolapsed uterus,
Diet club,
Babies
Shoe shopping,
Bulbous bottoms,
Wobbly bingo wings,
Fishwivery,
And ...
#MovingOn
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Releasing
I’m currently
In the process
Of restoring
The life
Meant for me
You were right
To leave
You would never
Be equipped
To handle
The healed me
In the process
Of restoring
The life
Meant for me
You were right
To leave
You would never
Be equipped
To handle
The healed me
#SelfReflection
#MovingOn
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