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.
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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Happy face.
Cold stone pavements.
Streets twittens and paths.
Down the hill.
A bite in the air.
By houses.
Discarded trees.
Festival season over.
A bonsai tree.
In a camper van.
Down to the pub i go.
Entering.
Felt the warmth.
Hear the chatter.
Banter & laughter.
I show my.
Happy face.
Streets twittens and paths.
Down the hill.
A bite in the air.
By houses.
Discarded trees.
Festival season over.
A bonsai tree.
In a camper van.
Down to the pub i go.
Entering.
Felt the warmth.
Hear the chatter.
Banter & laughter.
I show my.
Happy face.
#FeelingLost
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth
#MovingOn
#trees
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On Authenticity
There’s a mistake I never even knew I made --
abandoned myself
years ago, afraid.
Believed I could submit, commit
to never showing
never growing
beyond that snug hole I dug.
Thought I was safe
in this satin-lined chest
six feet below my self I would rest
I even dared to call it
blessed
But the air is stale
I can’t inhale
the kool-aid went sour
and I feel my power punching
and clawing my own damn way out
ready to shout ...
abandoned myself
years ago, afraid.
Believed I could submit, commit
to never showing
never growing
beyond that snug hole I dug.
Thought I was safe
in this satin-lined chest
six feet below my self I would rest
I even dared to call it
blessed
But the air is stale
I can’t inhale
the kool-aid went sour
and I feel my power punching
and clawing my own damn way out
ready to shout ...
#courage
#MovingOn
#PersonalGrowth #SelfDiscovery
#PersonalGrowth #SelfDiscovery
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the beginning
The beginning
On his space-ship had traveled far to
a place where no big bang had happened
No rocks had been thrown into the room
named stars and planets like Saturn
Pluto and Mars
A place that can not be called dark because
darkness suggests an absence of light
Where a compact silence had slowed his ship
had no beginning or end
there was no North, West, South or East
navigating back to life was a hopeless task
no, up or down, left or right
He had reached a point where nothing had
ever existed, naturally, he asked...
On his space-ship had traveled far to
a place where no big bang had happened
No rocks had been thrown into the room
named stars and planets like Saturn
Pluto and Mars
A place that can not be called dark because
darkness suggests an absence of light
Where a compact silence had slowed his ship
had no beginning or end
there was no North, West, South or East
navigating back to life was a hopeless task
no, up or down, left or right
He had reached a point where nothing had
ever existed, naturally, he asked...
#anger
#apathy
#MovingOn
#regret
#revenge
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Moment of clarity
I'm sitting here.
Writing this down.
Knowing my thoughts are fleeting.
This thought that's come to mind.
I'm feeling ok.
No cares in the world.
Cause I'm not missing you.
Thruth. Had a drink.
A toke & a snort.
Mellow as the fiddlers three.
Like a pirate walking the plank.
Who's mate's donated rum rations.
Danced a jig on the plank did he.
As along he jigged to the end.
I'm not walking the plank.
I'll be alive tomo. Mañana.
I've been happy for a brief moment.
A rest bite...
Writing this down.
Knowing my thoughts are fleeting.
This thought that's come to mind.
I'm feeling ok.
No cares in the world.
Cause I'm not missing you.
Thruth. Had a drink.
A toke & a snort.
Mellow as the fiddlers three.
Like a pirate walking the plank.
Who's mate's donated rum rations.
Danced a jig on the plank did he.
As along he jigged to the end.
I'm not walking the plank.
I'll be alive tomo. Mañana.
I've been happy for a brief moment.
A rest bite...
#grief
#hope
#LifeAsAWriter
#MovingOn
#sadness
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Dragonfly
Dragonfly
Maroon.
Sparklie.
Cystels.
Chuck-berry red.
Set in silver.
Did'nt fly away.
I saw.
I looked.
Settled in my hand.
A thing of beauty.
Gift not for me.
Perhaps another?
No one.
Came to mind.
After a time.
It adorned.
My hat.
Till one day.
It Flew away.
Landing.
On another.
A hat of such.
iridescence.
Pleased.
It found another.
I was sad.
It had left me.
Yet grateful. ...
Maroon.
Sparklie.
Cystels.
Chuck-berry red.
Set in silver.
Did'nt fly away.
I saw.
I looked.
Settled in my hand.
A thing of beauty.
Gift not for me.
Perhaps another?
No one.
Came to mind.
After a time.
It adorned.
My hat.
Till one day.
It Flew away.
Landing.
On another.
A hat of such.
iridescence.
Pleased.
It found another.
I was sad.
It had left me.
Yet grateful. ...
#emotions
#gratitude
#MovingOn
#romantic
#sadness
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Putting a log in my fire
As I picked up a log for the fire.
Opening the door I looked in and saw in.
Before me was a view to describe.
Entranced I stared before me. glowing embers of fire.
Space i spied for my log to go.
Feeling the breeze, felt the glow of the heat.
The way the log were positioned.
The flames all aglow, looked like a city on fire.
Incandescent Crimson and Red like inside of hell.
Or when hell comes to dinner.
Fire , fire everywhere. Walls and buildings a blase
No escape from this. And you known it!
Yet this nightmare...
Opening the door I looked in and saw in.
Before me was a view to describe.
Entranced I stared before me. glowing embers of fire.
Space i spied for my log to go.
Feeling the breeze, felt the glow of the heat.
The way the log were positioned.
The flames all aglow, looked like a city on fire.
Incandescent Crimson and Red like inside of hell.
Or when hell comes to dinner.
Fire , fire everywhere. Walls and buildings a blase
No escape from this. And you known it!
Yet this nightmare...
#death
#fire
#MovingOn
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Soon The Time Shall Come
The loops of playtime
threaded through mind
it took just one look
and I was transported
the seduction of your mouth
before turning around
to be entered
It never fails
to provoke a need in me
to feel the energy
of your want
But I can no longer quietly wait
and deny myself
the opportunity
to find it
with another
That time has expired
and this mind must be rewired
I scan the faces sometimes
waiting for that delicious gleam in eye
I haven't seen it in some...
threaded through mind
it took just one look
and I was transported
the seduction of your mouth
before turning around
to be entered
It never fails
to provoke a need in me
to feel the energy
of your want
But I can no longer quietly wait
and deny myself
the opportunity
to find it
with another
That time has expired
and this mind must be rewired
I scan the faces sometimes
waiting for that delicious gleam in eye
I haven't seen it in some...
#acceptance
#crush
#lust #MovingOn
#lust #MovingOn
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a new change
after you
left me,
moved
out
for the
final time,
it took
some
strength
but hurt
and
sorrow
have now
lost most
of their
bitter taste,
loneliness
stayed
around
for awhile,
but now
a new
change is
moving in.
left me,
moved
out
for the
final time,
it took
some
strength
but hurt
and
sorrow
have now
lost most
of their
bitter taste,
loneliness
stayed
around
for awhile,
but now
a new
change is
moving in.
#anger
#breakup
#disappointment
#MovingOn
#TimeHeals
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No Longer Home
I wish I could forget you like a photo that
Has been torn and lost in the fire, but how
Can one throw away years of friendship
And a deep attraction? When you flat
Out told me that you would never allow
Yourself to hurt me, but you did. Like a ship
Wreck all you can do is watch and hope
For the best all the while you ruined any
Chance for redemption. The memories
Are still there, but the truth is the rope
To hold them together is frayed. As many
Months went by, there were no remedies
To the pain I was feeling or all the...
Has been torn and lost in the fire, but how
Can one throw away years of friendship
And a deep attraction? When you flat
Out told me that you would never allow
Yourself to hurt me, but you did. Like a ship
Wreck all you can do is watch and hope
For the best all the while you ruined any
Chance for redemption. The memories
Are still there, but the truth is the rope
To hold them together is frayed. As many
Months went by, there were no remedies
To the pain I was feeling or all the...
#acceptance
#hurt
#memories #MovingOn
#memories #MovingOn
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The Hollow King
In a moment of betrayal, when trust was laid bare,
Laughter masked the anguish, a heart shattered to weep.
A master of illusion, weaving pain with such ease,
In shadows of affection, innocence fell to its knees.
Sweet words turned to mockery, a cruel, chilling game,
As manipulation tightened its grip, an unrelenting claim.
Each promise, once vibrant, now wilts in decay,
Echoes of sorrow linger, where love faded away.
Behind God’s name, a hollow king hides,
Using Jesus as a shield, while darkness abides.
A wolf...
Laughter masked the anguish, a heart shattered to weep.
A master of illusion, weaving pain with such ease,
In shadows of affection, innocence fell to its knees.
Sweet words turned to mockery, a cruel, chilling game,
As manipulation tightened its grip, an unrelenting claim.
Each promise, once vibrant, now wilts in decay,
Echoes of sorrow linger, where love faded away.
Behind God’s name, a hollow king hides,
Using Jesus as a shield, while darkness abides.
A wolf...
#deception
#disappointment
#morality
#MovingOn
#sadness
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