Poems About Moving On Seeking Honest Critique
#MovingOn
Poems about moving on seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Simon_III_Msibi
Mandla Msibi
Mandla Msibi
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 2:23am
19th Apr 2025 2:23am
Embarrassed to Admit That
I broke one of my cardinal rules
I looked up one of my exes
What I saw upon her profile popping up
Is that she has achieved everything she has ever wanted
More especially everything we once spoke about
In that moment I felt happy for her
However I felt equally as embarrassed
I felt embarrassed by my own life
My end of the bargain had never been achieved
I'm no closer to my dreams today
Than when I was when I was with her
I felt embarrassed to think about
If the roles were reversed my own story
Would fill her with relief ...
I looked up one of my exes
What I saw upon her profile popping up
Is that she has achieved everything she has ever wanted
More especially everything we once spoke about
In that moment I felt happy for her
However I felt equally as embarrassed
I felt embarrassed by my own life
My end of the bargain had never been achieved
I'm no closer to my dreams today
Than when I was when I was with her
I felt embarrassed to think about
If the roles were reversed my own story
Would fill her with relief ...
#bittersweet
#heartbroken
#MovingOn
#regret
#secrets
59 reads
1 Comment
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
6th Apr 2025 00:27am
6th Apr 2025 00:27am
THE PATH AHEAD I CHOOSE TO TAKE (Sat., 4-5-2025, 12:00pm, Palm Springs, California)
this moment too
in timeless time
beyond
all it isn t
as with all things
in life
and this world
indeed nonetheless
still very simply
is
as it is
left on my own
for months and years
at a time
in my life s
journey
with no one else
present
to share it
all with
indeed at times
has left me feeling
so very alone
in this world
increasingly
growing more blind
indeed i know
i should still
feel grateful
for...
in timeless time
beyond
all it isn t
as with all things
in life
and this world
indeed nonetheless
still very simply
is
as it is
left on my own
for months and years
at a time
in my life s
journey
with no one else
present
to share it
all with
indeed at times
has left me feeling
so very alone
in this world
increasingly
growing more blind
indeed i know
i should still
feel grateful
for...
#acceptance
#healing
#LifeGoals
#MovingOn
#PersonalGrowth
43 reads
0 Comments
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 7:52pm
2nd Apr 2025 7:52pm
Severed
It’s a new day, so my heart rises like the sun
It’s another moment of peace, before the yearning
Now, clouds have covered morning light
Just as you invade the crevices of my psyche
Shall I turn away? Shall I close the blinds?
I’m blinded by the rays that pierce the lace lined curtains… ruby red, like my lips you’ve come to know
I am swept away when your skin touches mine
I am the lost treasure of the sea, before it sinks
And I am indeed falling
Drowning in your arms
And begging to breathe
I thought it was the air from your...
It’s another moment of peace, before the yearning
Now, clouds have covered morning light
Just as you invade the crevices of my psyche
Shall I turn away? Shall I close the blinds?
I’m blinded by the rays that pierce the lace lined curtains… ruby red, like my lips you’ve come to know
I am swept away when your skin touches mine
I am the lost treasure of the sea, before it sinks
And I am indeed falling
Drowning in your arms
And begging to breathe
I thought it was the air from your...
#healing
#love
#MovingOn
#myself
#obsession
85 reads
2 Comments
Loki_Undercover
Wannabe-Poet
Wannabe-Poet
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 12:42pm
31st Mar 2025 12:42pm
Burden
I just want freedom
From a place on the finest of lines
The scenario of irrational explanations
For every fucked up situation
Since I was born, these memories significantly
Impacted me tremendously
My peers have seemed to “unintentionally” mess with me mentally
But why am I I the only one who can see?
From a place on the finest of lines
The scenario of irrational explanations
For every fucked up situation
Since I was born, these memories significantly
Impacted me tremendously
My peers have seemed to “unintentionally” mess with me mentally
But why am I I the only one who can see?
#emotions
#frustration
#LifeStruggles #MovingOn
#LifeStruggles #MovingOn
57 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
28th Mar 2025 8:40pm
28th Mar 2025 8:40pm
Sixty two years ago
At the height of the colonial crisis
there are broken lands under lethal tension.
Political instability, endless conflicts.
Nations in turmoil, seek what is to come.
Organizations rise up as a voice of reason...
Fragile hope in a divided world.
While openness germinates on the streets,
promises of change in an era that is ending.
Cinemas project stories, realities flow,
dictators build worlds that set us on fire.
Films delve into their dark shadows,
in logical expressionism the aesthetics nestle.
Soft focus on...
there are broken lands under lethal tension.
Political instability, endless conflicts.
Nations in turmoil, seek what is to come.
Organizations rise up as a voice of reason...
Fragile hope in a divided world.
While openness germinates on the streets,
promises of change in an era that is ending.
Cinemas project stories, realities flow,
dictators build worlds that set us on fire.
Films delve into their dark shadows,
in logical expressionism the aesthetics nestle.
Soft focus on...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#historical
#MovingOn
#nonfiction
#WritingPoetry
89 reads
5 Comments
rubyredheart
Poem Published
25th Mar 2025 4:02pm
25th Mar 2025 4:02pm
Mourning & moving on but DUP is the best!
Update April 4:
With DUP closing, I will be moving the majority of my poetry sharing to Hello Poetry as rubyredheart. I will also maintain a profile as rubyredheart on StarsRite to stay connected with the DUP folk who have moved there and for making occasional posts.
https://hellopoetry.com/rubyredheart/
https://starsrite.com/members/rubyredheart/
Please comment or PM user tags & sites to keep in touch. 😁
I already miss DUP! Especially since finding now how irreplaceable it is! Thanks all for the great community you’ve been...
With DUP closing, I will be moving the majority of my poetry sharing to Hello Poetry as rubyredheart. I will also maintain a profile as rubyredheart on StarsRite to stay connected with the DUP folk who have moved there and for making occasional posts.
https://hellopoetry.com/rubyredheart/
https://starsrite.com/members/rubyredheart/
Please comment or PM user tags & sites to keep in touch. 😁
I already miss DUP! Especially since finding now how irreplaceable it is! Thanks all for the great community you’ve been...
#MovingOn
#sadness
135 reads
6 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 11:00am
21st Mar 2025 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
77 reads
0 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
66 reads
0 Comments
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
99 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
151 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
204 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
120 reads
2 Comments
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