Poems About Moving On Seeking Honest Critique
#MovingOn
Poems about moving on seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Damselinhandcuffs
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 6:47am
31st Jan 2025 6:47am
Silent Peak
How much is left for you to feel?
Isn't this lonesomeness killing you with patience my love?
Eating away the molten layers
The pretty walls within your skin
How can you ever feel satisfaction still laying next to him?
Touching yourself
Keeping company to the growing empty spaces
That used to be so full-
Full of love
The deep taste of a shared future
The sweet pallet of its laughter
How much is left to feel?
As he lays sleeping...
Isn't this lonesomeness killing you with patience my love?
Eating away the molten layers
The pretty walls within your skin
How can you ever feel satisfaction still laying next to him?
Touching yourself
Keeping company to the growing empty spaces
That used to be so full-
Full of love
The deep taste of a shared future
The sweet pallet of its laughter
How much is left to feel?
As he lays sleeping...
#love
#MovingOn
#rejection
#relationships
#UnrequitedLove
66 reads
2 Comments
Revisionary
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 7:00pm
27th Jan 2025 7:00pm
I cannot be a part of this no more
If I were to put it candidly, you have everything I’ve ever wanted.
You are the better half. The holy counterpart to my hell, introducing hail unto my brimstone.
Everything I wished for myself, and you come along and show me I was right for desiring those things.
Sharp shank to my rib every time I see your face and I minimize my half smile.
It’s beauty locks my cage and I remain captured, unable to look at you, with nervous laughter.
Your intellect engages my mind, makes me ponder, bound and enraptured.
Which is why, I cannot be a part of this no more. ...
You are the better half. The holy counterpart to my hell, introducing hail unto my brimstone.
Everything I wished for myself, and you come along and show me I was right for desiring those things.
Sharp shank to my rib every time I see your face and I minimize my half smile.
It’s beauty locks my cage and I remain captured, unable to look at you, with nervous laughter.
Your intellect engages my mind, makes me ponder, bound and enraptured.
Which is why, I cannot be a part of this no more. ...
#admiration
#ForbiddenLove
#hurt
#MovingOn
#sadness
63 reads
1 Comment
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 7:35pm
26th Jan 2025 7:35pm
Friendship...poof!
The Cycle of Friendship...
We played dolls every Friday while her Mom babysat me. Then our mothers fought and I never saw her again. I don't remember her name!
Lisa sat in front of me in 1st grade. We sat together at lunch. Then, my mother moved us across the city.
At the new school there was Chuckie. He made funny faces. The end of the school year was the last I saw him.
Kids came and went. I expected it. Then I married Fat Boy and I wasn't allowed friends. There were a couple women here and there that were almost friends until Fat Boy...
We played dolls every Friday while her Mom babysat me. Then our mothers fought and I never saw her again. I don't remember her name!
Lisa sat in front of me in 1st grade. We sat together at lunch. Then, my mother moved us across the city.
At the new school there was Chuckie. He made funny faces. The end of the school year was the last I saw him.
Kids came and went. I expected it. Then I married Fat Boy and I wasn't allowed friends. There were a couple women here and there that were almost friends until Fat Boy...
#bittersweet
#disappointment
#IMissYou
#MovingOn
#sadness
55 reads
6 Comments
BaldyBrown
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 8:29am
23rd Jan 2025 8:29am
Right By the Balls
Going on sixty-four, I've developed a dangerous penchant for change. Captain sparky would quickly point out the fact that probably 97 percent of us at this age have a steady bearing away from the same, and for obvious reasons. Indeed, my most resent plunge into uncharted waters has found me clinging to a frail piece of bark with nearly all of my earthly possessions and financial assets lost at sea. Like a repulsive shot of back-woods corn mash, I love it. My mother was smoking something when I was in the oven.
Her & I discovered that our dreams collided, so I’ve taken my...
Her & I discovered that our dreams collided, so I’ve taken my...
#betrayal
#disappointment
#gratitude
#MovingOn
#rejection
31 reads
0 Comments
Deadsorrow78
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 2:02am
19th Jan 2025 2:02am
Bottle's Floating in Time
Walking beside the Sea of Time. Shaking a jar of oblong yellow candy in one hand.
Watching the messages in bottles float away. Hoping the Cosmos will deliver them to the Universe.
With another bottle in his pocket to be released.
As he approaches the stairway of stars to the Altar of the Gods.
He steps lightly knowing they owe him know favor. Yet they allow him to shape a star to light for her, as it goes out into the Cosmos.
He returns to the Sea of Time. He runs his fingers through the sands of what is, what was, and what's to come.
His thoughts go back...
Watching the messages in bottles float away. Hoping the Cosmos will deliver them to the Universe.
With another bottle in his pocket to be released.
As he approaches the stairway of stars to the Altar of the Gods.
He steps lightly knowing they owe him know favor. Yet they allow him to shape a star to light for her, as it goes out into the Cosmos.
He returns to the Sea of Time. He runs his fingers through the sands of what is, what was, and what's to come.
His thoughts go back...
#MovingOn
64 reads
0 Comments
BatPowers
Bat Powers
Bat Powers
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 11:57pm
15th Jan 2025 11:57pm
Waiting for what
The pebbles are coming into my shoes
as the gravel takes my voice
dirt roads and stop signs
too far along now
this was the choice
spinning fan above me
hard wood floors underneath
no time to sit and ponder
lost my chance to speak
brew up some fresh coffee
put on an old flannel
throw the dog a bone
if I don't get moving now
i may end up
all alone
as the gravel takes my voice
dirt roads and stop signs
too far along now
this was the choice
spinning fan above me
hard wood floors underneath
no time to sit and ponder
lost my chance to speak
brew up some fresh coffee
put on an old flannel
throw the dog a bone
if I don't get moving now
i may end up
all alone
#aging
#MovingOn
50 reads
2 Comments
Glaxian
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 3:52pm
14th Jan 2025 3:52pm
Step out
Arise sleeper and take up your plow.
Prepare your harnesses and oil your tack.
The ground has had its sabbath rest and is become disquieted.
Remove the rocks and rubble, burn the weeds and stubble.
Strike the fallow ground and don't relent.
Dig in and rip complacency away.
From sunrise until darkness covers the land.
The trumpet speaks, the time is right,
The earth rumbles in anticipation.
The sowers are holding the seed
waiting, watching, watching, hoping for broken ground.
The husbandmen and shepherds bounce from...
Prepare your harnesses and oil your tack.
The ground has had its sabbath rest and is become disquieted.
Remove the rocks and rubble, burn the weeds and stubble.
Strike the fallow ground and don't relent.
Dig in and rip complacency away.
From sunrise until darkness covers the land.
The trumpet speaks, the time is right,
The earth rumbles in anticipation.
The sowers are holding the seed
waiting, watching, watching, hoping for broken ground.
The husbandmen and shepherds bounce from...
#escape
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeGoals #MovingOn
#LifeGoals #MovingOn
61 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 6:47pm
11th Jan 2025 6:47pm
IT is these times
For the elders say that in each of our lives, 🙏 that we have to make a real hard decision, on what we want to deal with and what we won't deal with in our lives. For there will come a time when we have to learn how to navigate real hard through. The process of just only realizing it is necessary to eliminate the nonsense, that comes with some people's self centered drama. For all of and confusion and madness of causing nothing but insanity 😭 to our lives. I'm gonna lay this down for those who have to learn the hard way, how to navigate through the very negativity of some...
#learning
#LifeChangingMoment
#MovingOn
#PersonalGrowth
#StreamOfConsciousness
46 reads
0 Comments
SeaCat
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 5:24pm
11th Jan 2025 5:24pm
Sea Side Frolics
I fell far North,
caught in a cradle of clouds, dunes, and an unexpected
human silence.
I wandered by day,
following the border of sea and land,
finding routes along lanes, roads, and field bound tracks.
At times, during dead winter nights,
I stood on my frosty balcony, staring into the pitch,
hearing only the nearby sea;
it has such a task,
rumbling all night, its roar heightened
in night’s quietude.
I perched on the margins of my world,
a pigeon, with wakeful eyes
scanning the...
caught in a cradle of clouds, dunes, and an unexpected
human silence.
I wandered by day,
following the border of sea and land,
finding routes along lanes, roads, and field bound tracks.
At times, during dead winter nights,
I stood on my frosty balcony, staring into the pitch,
hearing only the nearby sea;
it has such a task,
rumbling all night, its roar heightened
in night’s quietude.
I perched on the margins of my world,
a pigeon, with wakeful eyes
scanning the...
#MovingOn
#PersonalGrowth
#wisdom
67 reads
2 Comments
Deadsorrow78
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 1:18am
4th Jan 2025 1:18am
Stella Matutina et Tenebrio Luna
Such a caelestia creatura she is, her eyes are that of a viridi rosa bouquet.
With her brunneis capillos positus upon the backside of her head.
Her lapsus construction, and lapsa deambulatio, just add to her elegantia.
As he lays oculi in ea radiantia facie, he can't help but have a smile on his face.
He takes a deep breath and close his ocean colored eyes, as he speaks into the wind.
Vita Incantationis
As the wind carries these words within a soft breeze to involvent corporis mundi.
A curiosity of something not...
With her brunneis capillos positus upon the backside of her head.
Her lapsus construction, and lapsa deambulatio, just add to her elegantia.
As he lays oculi in ea radiantia facie, he can't help but have a smile on his face.
He takes a deep breath and close his ocean colored eyes, as he speaks into the wind.
Vita Incantationis
As the wind carries these words within a soft breeze to involvent corporis mundi.
A curiosity of something not...
#loneliness
#MovingOn
46 reads
0 Comments
Revisionary
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 7:04am
2nd Jan 2025 7:04am
Lady Desire
I give up on needing you
Cared about yourself
More than you cared to help
Yeah, yeah “all in this for myself”.
Anchored in, weighing me down
Yet I’m think I’m feeling something else
I forgot to swim
In a sea of gin.
Instead, I drunk it all!
Cheers! To everyone
A toast to sin
When the grandeur fades, I fall
Through the glaze you look great
All I wanted is one taste.
Bottle up all my devotion
To the brim, while seduction is a bonus.
Long wavy hair
Pretty blue eyes
Oh my...
Cared about yourself
More than you cared to help
Yeah, yeah “all in this for myself”.
Anchored in, weighing me down
Yet I’m think I’m feeling something else
I forgot to swim
In a sea of gin.
Instead, I drunk it all!
Cheers! To everyone
A toast to sin
When the grandeur fades, I fall
Through the glaze you look great
All I wanted is one taste.
Bottle up all my devotion
To the brim, while seduction is a bonus.
Long wavy hair
Pretty blue eyes
Oh my...
#bittersweet
#loneliness
#MovingOn
#separation
#temptation
85 reads
1 Comment
wallyroo92
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 5:24am
2nd Jan 2025 5:24am
Around the Sun
Around the Sun
#MovingOn
#universe
140 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Moving On Seeking Honest Critique
