Poems about Moving On
#MovingOn
Poems about moving on, dusting yourself off and moving forward after a breakup or difficult stage of life. Moving on poems, about finding the strength and courage to start a new chapter in life, finding freedom and closure on past events.
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 2:20pm
9th Feb 2025 2:20pm
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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MYSTERIOUS_GIRL
Lizzy_3164
Lizzy_3164
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 5:37am
6th Feb 2025 5:37am
DANCING ON YOUR GRAVE
Oh no I’ve been so bad
thought things I can’t take back
But I want what I can’t have
cos I can’t have it
Now I’m drowning in the sea
of my secret jealousy
this never used to be me
but its a habit
Oh it seems you live my dreams
The whole crowd screams tonight
But I’m in town to steal your crown
I see my name in lights
Everything has a price
even in paradise
I see you with my own eyes
abusing power
Oh I know you thought this show
would last another night
but I’m in town to steal your crown
I see...
thought things I can’t take back
But I want what I can’t have
cos I can’t have it
Now I’m drowning in the sea
of my secret jealousy
this never used to be me
but its a habit
Oh it seems you live my dreams
The whole crowd screams tonight
But I’m in town to steal your crown
I see my name in lights
Everything has a price
even in paradise
I see you with my own eyes
abusing power
Oh I know you thought this show
would last another night
but I’m in town to steal your crown
I see...
#betrayal
#breakup
#MovingOn
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Shon
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 10:01pm
4th Feb 2025 10:01pm
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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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
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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
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Shon
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 6:25pm
27th Jan 2025 6:25pm
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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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
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Renee
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 5:37pm
24th Jan 2025 5:37pm
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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MalcolmG
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 1:34pm
23rd Jan 2025 1:34pm
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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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
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scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 6:18pm
20th Jan 2025 6:18pm
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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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
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