Poems About Moving On Published by Members Recently Online
#MovingOn
Poems about moving on published by members recently online.
wallyroo92
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 5:24am
2nd Jan 2025 5:24am
Around the Sun
Around the Sun
#MovingOn
#universe
196 reads
8 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 5:24am
2nd Jan 2025 5:24am
Around the Sun
Around the Sun
#MovingOn
#universe
196 reads
8 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2024 00:46am
23rd Jul 2024 00:46am
water under the bridge
Whatever happened is water under the bridge. Burn the damn
bridge and forget the past, he whispered.—Carolyn Brown
i do not want to whisper anymore,
of things done in the dark that dread the light;
nocturnal robes may make the wrong seem right,
whose decadence cuts to the very core.
i do not want to whimper anymore,
o’er painful attitudes that irk the soul
or recklessness no brute force can control,
though pressed to death against fate's iron door.
i do not want to prove you anymore,
whose desperation gives me...
bridge and forget the past, he whispered.—Carolyn Brown
i do not want to whisper anymore,
of things done in the dark that dread the light;
nocturnal robes may make the wrong seem right,
whose decadence cuts to the very core.
i do not want to whimper anymore,
o’er painful attitudes that irk the soul
or recklessness no brute force can control,
though pressed to death against fate's iron door.
i do not want to prove you anymore,
whose desperation gives me...
#breakup
#heartbroken
#MovingOn
#regret
#relationships
164 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2024 00:46am
23rd Jul 2024 00:46am
water under the bridge
Whatever happened is water under the bridge. Burn the damn
bridge and forget the past, he whispered.—Carolyn Brown
i do not want to whisper anymore,
of things done in the dark that dread the light;
nocturnal robes may make the wrong seem right,
whose decadence cuts to the very core.
i do not want to whimper anymore,
o’er painful attitudes that irk the soul
or recklessness no brute force can control,
though pressed to death against fate's iron door.
i do not want to prove you anymore,
whose desperation gives me...
bridge and forget the past, he whispered.—Carolyn Brown
i do not want to whisper anymore,
of things done in the dark that dread the light;
nocturnal robes may make the wrong seem right,
whose decadence cuts to the very core.
i do not want to whimper anymore,
o’er painful attitudes that irk the soul
or recklessness no brute force can control,
though pressed to death against fate's iron door.
i do not want to prove you anymore,
whose desperation gives me...
#breakup
#heartbroken
#MovingOn
#regret
#relationships
164 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2024 00:46am
23rd Jul 2024 00:46am
water under the bridge
Whatever happened is water under the bridge. Burn the damn
bridge and forget the past, he whispered.—Carolyn Brown
i do not want to whisper anymore,
of things done in the dark that dread the light;
nocturnal robes may make the wrong seem right,
whose decadence cuts to the very core.
i do not want to whimper anymore,
o’er painful attitudes that irk the soul
or recklessness no brute force can control,
though pressed to death against fate's iron door.
i do not want to prove you anymore,
whose desperation gives me...
bridge and forget the past, he whispered.—Carolyn Brown
i do not want to whisper anymore,
of things done in the dark that dread the light;
nocturnal robes may make the wrong seem right,
whose decadence cuts to the very core.
i do not want to whimper anymore,
o’er painful attitudes that irk the soul
or recklessness no brute force can control,
though pressed to death against fate's iron door.
i do not want to prove you anymore,
whose desperation gives me...
#breakup
#heartbroken
#MovingOn
#regret
#relationships
164 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2024 00:46am
23rd Jul 2024 00:46am
water under the bridge
Whatever happened is water under the bridge. Burn the damn
bridge and forget the past, he whispered.—Carolyn Brown
i do not want to whisper anymore,
of things done in the dark that dread the light;
nocturnal robes may make the wrong seem right,
whose decadence cuts to the very core.
i do not want to whimper anymore,
o’er painful attitudes that irk the soul
or recklessness no brute force can control,
though pressed to death against fate's iron door.
i do not want to prove you anymore,
whose desperation gives me...
bridge and forget the past, he whispered.—Carolyn Brown
i do not want to whisper anymore,
of things done in the dark that dread the light;
nocturnal robes may make the wrong seem right,
whose decadence cuts to the very core.
i do not want to whimper anymore,
o’er painful attitudes that irk the soul
or recklessness no brute force can control,
though pressed to death against fate's iron door.
i do not want to prove you anymore,
whose desperation gives me...
#breakup
#heartbroken
#MovingOn
#regret
#relationships
164 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2024 00:46am
23rd Jul 2024 00:46am
water under the bridge
Whatever happened is water under the bridge. Burn the damn
bridge and forget the past, he whispered.—Carolyn Brown
i do not want to whisper anymore,
of things done in the dark that dread the light;
nocturnal robes may make the wrong seem right,
whose decadence cuts to the very core.
i do not want to whimper anymore,
o’er painful attitudes that irk the soul
or recklessness no brute force can control,
though pressed to death against fate's iron door.
i do not want to prove you anymore,
whose desperation gives me...
bridge and forget the past, he whispered.—Carolyn Brown
i do not want to whisper anymore,
of things done in the dark that dread the light;
nocturnal robes may make the wrong seem right,
whose decadence cuts to the very core.
i do not want to whimper anymore,
o’er painful attitudes that irk the soul
or recklessness no brute force can control,
though pressed to death against fate's iron door.
i do not want to prove you anymore,
whose desperation gives me...
#breakup
#heartbroken
#MovingOn
#regret
#relationships
164 reads
2 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
30th Jul 2023 8:59pm
30th Jul 2023 8:59pm
Into the Present
around and around and around I go
thinking and thinking and thinking I know
what has just happened and what is to come
desiring not-wanting becoming just one
with the ether, one with the flow
one with forever as on I go
in and ex-haling, inhaling again
rhythmic pulsations, sunshine or rain
daytime or nighttime, asleep or awake
drifting while floating on a calm lake
vibrating, feeling all is okay
life is for living every day
life's in the present although in the past
electromagnetic signals moved fast ...
thinking and thinking and thinking I know
what has just happened and what is to come
desiring not-wanting becoming just one
with the ether, one with the flow
one with forever as on I go
in and ex-haling, inhaling again
rhythmic pulsations, sunshine or rain
daytime or nighttime, asleep or awake
drifting while floating on a calm lake
vibrating, feeling all is okay
life is for living every day
life's in the present although in the past
electromagnetic signals moved fast ...
#SelfReflection
#MovingOn
246 reads
0 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
30th Jul 2023 8:59pm
30th Jul 2023 8:59pm
Into the Present
around and around and around I go
thinking and thinking and thinking I know
what has just happened and what is to come
desiring not-wanting becoming just one
with the ether, one with the flow
one with forever as on I go
in and ex-haling, inhaling again
rhythmic pulsations, sunshine or rain
daytime or nighttime, asleep or awake
drifting while floating on a calm lake
vibrating, feeling all is okay
life is for living every day
life's in the present although in the past
electromagnetic signals moved fast ...
thinking and thinking and thinking I know
what has just happened and what is to come
desiring not-wanting becoming just one
with the ether, one with the flow
one with forever as on I go
in and ex-haling, inhaling again
rhythmic pulsations, sunshine or rain
daytime or nighttime, asleep or awake
drifting while floating on a calm lake
vibrating, feeling all is okay
life is for living every day
life's in the present although in the past
electromagnetic signals moved fast ...
#SelfReflection
#MovingOn
246 reads
0 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
4th Jul 2021 00:45am
4th Jul 2021 00:45am
The Vacation Chapter 9 part 2
#MovingOn
311 reads
2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
30th Jan 2021 10:58pm
30th Jan 2021 10:58pm
there's no ghosts here
I hang up washing inside
out of the reaching fingers of rain
that would have us clothesless
for a few more days
He won't come near this room
can barely step inside
without his insides breaking
into emotions you can't lock in a box
I can still see her last breaths here
if I remember to look backwards through time
a nurse of one side of her bed
me holding her hand telling her
it's going to be okay
though she wasn't lucid enough
to know I was lying
I wasn't there for her last breath
maybe I'd...
out of the reaching fingers of rain
that would have us clothesless
for a few more days
He won't come near this room
can barely step inside
without his insides breaking
into emotions you can't lock in a box
I can still see her last breaths here
if I remember to look backwards through time
a nurse of one side of her bed
me holding her hand telling her
it's going to be okay
though she wasn't lucid enough
to know I was lying
I wasn't there for her last breath
maybe I'd...
#grief
#death
#MovingOn #acceptance
#MovingOn #acceptance
485 reads
4 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
30th Jan 2021 10:58pm
30th Jan 2021 10:58pm
there's no ghosts here
I hang up washing inside
out of the reaching fingers of rain
that would have us clothesless
for a few more days
He won't come near this room
can barely step inside
without his insides breaking
into emotions you can't lock in a box
I can still see her last breaths here
if I remember to look backwards through time
a nurse of one side of her bed
me holding her hand telling her
it's going to be okay
though she wasn't lucid enough
to know I was lying
I wasn't there for her last breath
maybe I'd...
out of the reaching fingers of rain
that would have us clothesless
for a few more days
He won't come near this room
can barely step inside
without his insides breaking
into emotions you can't lock in a box
I can still see her last breaths here
if I remember to look backwards through time
a nurse of one side of her bed
me holding her hand telling her
it's going to be okay
though she wasn't lucid enough
to know I was lying
I wasn't there for her last breath
maybe I'd...
#grief
#death
#MovingOn #acceptance
#MovingOn #acceptance
485 reads
4 Comments
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