Poems About Moving On Seeking Friendly Advice
#MovingOn
Poems about moving on seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Today, I Speak Me
When I emerged from the cocoon I had been sheltered in the majority of my life, nobody in my life spoke my language. I was multilingual in suffering but I might as well have been mute. I spun like a whirling dervish trying to get people to understand me. Today, I speak me. For those who don’t comprehend, I don’t translate anymore, so good fucking luck. You had your chance.
#healing
#MovingOn
#PersonalGrowth
#prose
#strength
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Your Silence
Today, like any other day, I'm running around in circles, thinking of you.
I'm hesitant to verbalise it out loud, fearing what others might say or do.
It makes no sense, I know, to yearn for someone long gone.
You vanished without saying a word, leaving me with just this empty dawn.
You took a piece of me, the part that loved you best,
The part that cherished every moment, every laugh, every rest.
I've tried to fill the void, but nothing seems to fit.
The ache within me grows, a constant gnawing pit.
Your silence is a heavy chain, that...
I'm hesitant to verbalise it out loud, fearing what others might say or do.
It makes no sense, I know, to yearn for someone long gone.
You vanished without saying a word, leaving me with just this empty dawn.
You took a piece of me, the part that loved you best,
The part that cherished every moment, every laugh, every rest.
I've tried to fill the void, but nothing seems to fit.
The ache within me grows, a constant gnawing pit.
Your silence is a heavy chain, that...
#ForbiddenLove
#hurt
#love
#MovingOn
#rejection
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Watch This
Click, click
You can’t capture this
This free bird’s flight path
Just flew past
You
All my rivers overflowing
There will be no more showin
Mercy
Watch me
You tried to stop me
Rape me
Take from me
Stake your claim on me
You still can’t break me
Click, click
You can’t capture this
This free bird’s flight path
Just blew past
You
I’m through cryin
I’m just flyin
Not a victim of my circumstance
Never say
I didn’t stand a chance
Threw the...
You can’t capture this
This free bird’s flight path
Just flew past
You
All my rivers overflowing
There will be no more showin
Mercy
Watch me
You tried to stop me
Rape me
Take from me
Stake your claim on me
You still can’t break me
Click, click
You can’t capture this
This free bird’s flight path
Just blew past
You
I’m through cryin
I’m just flyin
Not a victim of my circumstance
Never say
I didn’t stand a chance
Threw the...
#determination
#MovingOn
#strength
#lyrics
#anger
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Play it again sam.
She strode in, lighting the room.
Noticing her immediately.
A jolt went thought me.
I froze as she waved at me.
Or perhaps to the guy sitting next to me.
I waved back in silence.
Avoiding eye contact.
As I'd been advised to do.
Definitely not speak to her in any way.
Told this would upset her so.
Avoidance & silence the strategic way.
Downward gaze as i passed her to the bar.
In the toilet had a breakdown.
Strong sense of mutual...
Noticing her immediately.
A jolt went thought me.
I froze as she waved at me.
Or perhaps to the guy sitting next to me.
I waved back in silence.
Avoiding eye contact.
As I'd been advised to do.
Definitely not speak to her in any way.
Told this would upset her so.
Avoidance & silence the strategic way.
Downward gaze as i passed her to the bar.
In the toilet had a breakdown.
Strong sense of mutual...
#MovingOn
#sadness
#UnrequitedLove
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Redacted
The evidence of us
once proudly displayed
has been carefully revised
There wasn't any major cause
just two lost souls
heading in different directions
You owed it to yourself
to find "your" happy
and the easiest way to know
was to extricate yourself
from the internal confusion
I was the sacrifice
and it certainly hurt like hell
being of the mind that I was in this with you
for the long haul
But connections have no guarantees
and I became slowly redacted from your history
...
once proudly displayed
has been carefully revised
There wasn't any major cause
just two lost souls
heading in different directions
You owed it to yourself
to find "your" happy
and the easiest way to know
was to extricate yourself
from the internal confusion
I was the sacrifice
and it certainly hurt like hell
being of the mind that I was in this with you
for the long haul
But connections have no guarantees
and I became slowly redacted from your history
...
#memories
#MovingOn
#relationships
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Tumbling Object
Oooops slip and fumble.
My hand reaches to catch it.
Tumbling out of my grasp.
In slow motion I watch it fall.
Through its parabolic arc.
I see the images as it rotates down.
Recognising it as a Favorited mug.
Emotional attachment floods over me.
Iridescence warm feelings as well.
Memories strolling home.
Via the park behind her home.
Were I found this now spinning mug.
First a ping, which sounded ok.
Then a bounce, followed by a thud.
A resounding crack, not so good.
Several other...
My hand reaches to catch it.
Tumbling out of my grasp.
In slow motion I watch it fall.
Through its parabolic arc.
I see the images as it rotates down.
Recognising it as a Favorited mug.
Emotional attachment floods over me.
Iridescence warm feelings as well.
Memories strolling home.
Via the park behind her home.
Were I found this now spinning mug.
First a ping, which sounded ok.
Then a bounce, followed by a thud.
A resounding crack, not so good.
Several other...
#emotions
#MovingOn
#TimeHeals
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Discombobulated Heart
When I did not know no pain.
Life looked rosy, the future the same.
Now my heart is discombobulated.
Esp when someone Mentions your name.
Pain returns again & again.
Future looks bleak, black dog like!
Time slows to a trickle.
As light fades away.
I need space of time & distance.
Patience calm & confidence.
Till time speeds up again.
Times I've seen you.
Listened to your say.
Ok I'#ve had my say too.
I'm left confused.
As to what was actually said.
Do you find that's when others.
Talk about me...
Life looked rosy, the future the same.
Now my heart is discombobulated.
Esp when someone Mentions your name.
Pain returns again & again.
Future looks bleak, black dog like!
Time slows to a trickle.
As light fades away.
I need space of time & distance.
Patience calm & confidence.
Till time speeds up again.
Times I've seen you.
Listened to your say.
Ok I'#ve had my say too.
I'm left confused.
As to what was actually said.
Do you find that's when others.
Talk about me...
#BestFriend
#breakup
#MovingOn
#regret
#separation
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Broken
I was more innocent than I ever knew,
Dreaming of picket fences, a life steady and true.
You were supposed to be my anchor, my safe place,
But the tides of life have washed away that space.
Growing up in chaos, I fought just to survive,
Learning to love, yet always deceived.
You seemed so stable, with your family intact;
I longed to be like that, but you turned your back.
Your loud rants, dreadful words, and hurtful hands
Ripped apart the glue that barely held my strands.
I didn’t know how to love, completely broken,...
Dreaming of picket fences, a life steady and true.
You were supposed to be my anchor, my safe place,
But the tides of life have washed away that space.
Growing up in chaos, I fought just to survive,
Learning to love, yet always deceived.
You seemed so stable, with your family intact;
I longed to be like that, but you turned your back.
Your loud rants, dreadful words, and hurtful hands
Ripped apart the glue that barely held my strands.
I didn’t know how to love, completely broken,...
#breakup
#conflict
#deception
#disappointment
#MovingOn
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Spilling Sands
Time echoes aloft,
The hourglass spills,
silver grains falling soft.
Moments slide into the past,
Minutes now forever lost.
The clock ticks,
a heartbeat on the wall.
Gears turn without end,
Hands move forward,
never pausing,
never looking back.
Minutes slip through brass fingers.
Hours drift like whispers in the wind.
Rust creeps in,
but the gears still turn.
Time hums its endless song.
Copyright Malcolm Gladwin
23 January 2025
Spilling Sand © 23 January 2025, Malcolm...
The hourglass spills,
silver grains falling soft.
Moments slide into the past,
Minutes now forever lost.
The clock ticks,
a heartbeat on the wall.
Gears turn without end,
Hands move forward,
never pausing,
never looking back.
Minutes slip through brass fingers.
Hours drift like whispers in the wind.
Rust creeps in,
but the gears still turn.
Time hums its endless song.
Copyright Malcolm Gladwin
23 January 2025
Spilling Sand © 23 January 2025, Malcolm...
#memories
#MovingOn
#nostalgia
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wonderland
in my head the life I've lived
seems magic and whimsy did a flip
a hand pressed flat against a mirror
and now I'm trapped in underland
turns out the Queen of Hearts
is quite the narc and pretty smart
and I was privileged to be raised in her court,
but the wonder dies when children grow up.
I was never enough.
so let's play pretend
that we're best friends
I'll fake a smile
she'll sigh again
I piss her off
when I see right through
the innocent illusion
gazes locked as we circle ...
seems magic and whimsy did a flip
a hand pressed flat against a mirror
and now I'm trapped in underland
turns out the Queen of Hearts
is quite the narc and pretty smart
and I was privileged to be raised in her court,
but the wonder dies when children grow up.
I was never enough.
so let's play pretend
that we're best friends
I'll fake a smile
she'll sigh again
I piss her off
when I see right through
the innocent illusion
gazes locked as we circle ...
#acceptance
#grief
#love
#metaphor
#MovingOn
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Miss Timed
The goddess of time
Doth toy with me today
To to early
For an appointment
That is already running late
Is this her trickery?
Or is it just fate?
Only time will tell
Yet time remains fickle
Under the time goddesses spell
by Jemia
Doth toy with me today
To to early
For an appointment
That is already running late
Is this her trickery?
Or is it just fate?
Only time will tell
Yet time remains fickle
Under the time goddesses spell
by Jemia
#aging
#LifeAsAWriter
#MovingOn #philosophical
#MovingOn #philosophical
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I cant cry anymore.
I cant cry anymore.
Used to cry a lot.
Tears flowed.
Monetarily release.
Still the pain persisted.
Like a living hell.
Depression.
The doctors said.
Desperately I took the pills.
Pharmacological I concurred.
Each round of pills, different effects.
Seeing things in a diff perspective.
Round & round so many times.
Losing count, how many cycles.
Depression eased.
Unable to cry.
Other side effects as well.
Much less of me.
I found art or art found me.
An identity felt i acquired.
Someone once...
Used to cry a lot.
Tears flowed.
Monetarily release.
Still the pain persisted.
Like a living hell.
Depression.
The doctors said.
Desperately I took the pills.
Pharmacological I concurred.
Each round of pills, different effects.
Seeing things in a diff perspective.
Round & round so many times.
Losing count, how many cycles.
Depression eased.
Unable to cry.
Other side effects as well.
Much less of me.
I found art or art found me.
An identity felt i acquired.
Someone once...
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
#MovingOn
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DU Poetry : Poems About Moving On Seeking Friendly Advice