Poems About Moving On Seeking Honest Critique
#MovingOn
Poems about moving on seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Attraction and Fear
#love
#regret
#forgiveness #MovingOn
#forgiveness #MovingOn
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Simple Deadly Changes
Change is such a funny little thing.
Our daily repetitive burnt out lives, longing for a slight difference in what is brought onto tomorrow.
Because one simple change can be all it takes for somebody to completely hit rock bottom.
But it also ought to be one of the most unexpected, subtly frightening things.
Because that night you see, things had changed so much for me.
Your soothing words flow like the lullaby of death and the silent impact is most disastrous.
For that night what seemed so simple, was far more impactful than anyone ever could have...
Our daily repetitive burnt out lives, longing for a slight difference in what is brought onto tomorrow.
Because one simple change can be all it takes for somebody to completely hit rock bottom.
But it also ought to be one of the most unexpected, subtly frightening things.
Because that night you see, things had changed so much for me.
Your soothing words flow like the lullaby of death and the silent impact is most disastrous.
For that night what seemed so simple, was far more impactful than anyone ever could have...
#love
#honesty
#MovingOn
#acceptance
#healing
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Sometimes(The walls) Hurt
Verse 1
Even if I could, I don't think I should
make you feel something for me
it's just another sunset in history
take it how you want, don't worry, I won't
no more need to lie
tomorrow has already said goodbye
Chorus
Alone at last, just us two, fading fast
afraid to say what we both know
that today was tomorrow that we let go
maybe it's my fault or yours
but this disease has no cures
I'm not a man you need, so godspeed
and adios my friend
tell them hello for me, I got a wound to tend
...
Even if I could, I don't think I should
make you feel something for me
it's just another sunset in history
take it how you want, don't worry, I won't
no more need to lie
tomorrow has already said goodbye
Chorus
Alone at last, just us two, fading fast
afraid to say what we both know
that today was tomorrow that we let go
maybe it's my fault or yours
but this disease has no cures
I'm not a man you need, so godspeed
and adios my friend
tell them hello for me, I got a wound to tend
...
#love
#grief
#breakup
#MovingOn
#acceptance
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Moving On
Take yourself back home
I don't live there anymore
I'm happy right now
I don't live there anymore
I'm happy right now
#haiku
#MovingOn
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Flying Over
I can see the rooftops of your world;
from my rusted perch
I've been circling for years
never knowing when,
or if,
you'll let me land.
I can see the rooftops of your world
the unsightly
the unseen
the spires
the power sources
stars dimmed from lesser light
still,
you'd take them from me
if you could.
i can see the rooftops of your world
and sometimes more
the windows you see out of
the intimacy of your coffee
the door women walk through
the door i have entered ...
from my rusted perch
I've been circling for years
never knowing when,
or if,
you'll let me land.
I can see the rooftops of your world
the unsightly
the unseen
the spires
the power sources
stars dimmed from lesser light
still,
you'd take them from me
if you could.
i can see the rooftops of your world
and sometimes more
the windows you see out of
the intimacy of your coffee
the door women walk through
the door i have entered ...
#UnrequitedLove
#MovingOn
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exeunt
my january days
“Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes.
Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no
such thing as separation.”—Rumi
the speaker stood there, speechless,
the pleader’s voice beseechless,
the vital river ran aground, bone dry.
the view, once so breathtaking,
enero was forsaking,
my tired eyes knew no more how to cry.
the night sky, stark and starless,
making my daydreams far less
inclined to populate my fitful sleep.
my final hopes were waning,
vitality fast...
“Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes.
Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no
such thing as separation.”—Rumi
the speaker stood there, speechless,
the pleader’s voice beseechless,
the vital river ran aground, bone dry.
the view, once so breathtaking,
enero was forsaking,
my tired eyes knew no more how to cry.
the night sky, stark and starless,
making my daydreams far less
inclined to populate my fitful sleep.
my final hopes were waning,
vitality fast...
#grief
#breakup
#MovingOn #emotional
#MovingOn #emotional
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Help Me Get Over Her
I thought her and I would last forever
Couldn't imagine my life without her
But she's gone
I need to move on
Can you picture the two of us together?
I'm not saying
There's no future for me and you
I'm just saying
I might need help making it through
I need someone to hold me
At least for a little while
Someone to talk to
Someone to make me smile
::[Chorus]::
Help me get over her
(Over her) (over her)
Can't make no promises
I don't want to lie
She's deep in my heart
maybe till the day I die ...
Couldn't imagine my life without her
But she's gone
I need to move on
Can you picture the two of us together?
I'm not saying
There's no future for me and you
I'm just saying
I might need help making it through
I need someone to hold me
At least for a little while
Someone to talk to
Someone to make me smile
::[Chorus]::
Help me get over her
(Over her) (over her)
Can't make no promises
I don't want to lie
She's deep in my heart
maybe till the day I die ...
#breakup
#MovingOn
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seasons of the earth
a galactic journey
"While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and
heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not
cease."—Genesis 8:22
were there not twelve mensajes in my book
when, on that silent january morn,
the mountains bade me take a solemn look
at how the seasons of the earth were born?
the chilly winds a path made for the spring,
their passions melting in the radiant sun,
as pregnant birds and flowers on the wing
rejoiced to know the banquet had begun.
...
"While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and
heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not
cease."—Genesis 8:22
were there not twelve mensajes in my book
when, on that silent january morn,
the mountains bade me take a solemn look
at how the seasons of the earth were born?
the chilly winds a path made for the spring,
their passions melting in the radiant sun,
as pregnant birds and flowers on the wing
rejoiced to know the banquet had begun.
...
#summer
#winter
#fall
#spring
#MovingOn
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upon this lovely january morn
a debut saltation for 2024
“I like the dreams of the future better than the history
of the past.”—Thomas Jefferson
upon this lovely january morn,
o how my heart, intrepid in its pulse,
keeps vigil, as the fledgling year is born,
while earth's nerves, in her afterbirth, convulse!
she sucks her first breath from the virgin wind
...
“I like the dreams of the future better than the history
of the past.”—Thomas Jefferson
upon this lovely january morn,
o how my heart, intrepid in its pulse,
keeps vigil, as the fledgling year is born,
while earth's nerves, in her afterbirth, convulse!
she sucks her first breath from the virgin wind
...
#hope
#holiday
#TimeHeals
#MovingOn
#NewYear
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Saint Midnight and the Dragon
As folly goes, I think mine not so bad
when channeled into an honest display.
Oh, it had been by a dull aegis clad
which was an inhibition of dismay.
But now it sparkles like some brand-new plate
that treats me to a giggle and a laugh
and is now the kind of charming trait
a chap relies on for an epitaph.
Of course, those lines need not be for me,
buoyed now by invisible armor
whose weightless cheer has set my folly free
to be its own rust-free harmless charmer...
in a universe where epitaphs laugh
...
when channeled into an honest display.
Oh, it had been by a dull aegis clad
which was an inhibition of dismay.
But now it sparkles like some brand-new plate
that treats me to a giggle and a laugh
and is now the kind of charming trait
a chap relies on for an epitaph.
Of course, those lines need not be for me,
buoyed now by invisible armor
whose weightless cheer has set my folly free
to be its own rust-free harmless charmer...
in a universe where epitaphs laugh
...
#learning
#MovingOn
#acceptance
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Fiberglass, Cane, or Bamboo?
#UnrequitedLove
#MovingOn
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Free Yourself
Forgiveness…forgiveness is about letting go
Letting go of the anger and resentment toward someone else
It’s about freeing yourself of the past that cast a heavy burden
And finally being able to breathe by coming up to the surface
Forgiveness is about getting rid of those emotional chains
Those that once bound you, those that wouldn’t let you move ahead
Is about being able to see the truth that beyond all façades
We’re flawed and thus we must find absolution and make amends
Forgiveness is about releasing the thorns embedded within
When...
Letting go of the anger and resentment toward someone else
It’s about freeing yourself of the past that cast a heavy burden
And finally being able to breathe by coming up to the surface
Forgiveness is about getting rid of those emotional chains
Those that once bound you, those that wouldn’t let you move ahead
Is about being able to see the truth that beyond all façades
We’re flawed and thus we must find absolution and make amends
Forgiveness is about releasing the thorns embedded within
When...
#ImSorry
#forgiveness
#MovingOn
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DU Poetry : Poems About Moving On Seeking Honest Critique