Poems About Aging Seeking Friendly Advice
#aging
thinlane
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 8:46pm
5th Feb 2025 8:46pm
The Stillness
In the still of night
She'd take me home
And lay me down
And make sweet love to me
And I recall
Those nights were the best of my life
It seems a thousand years ago
When we were both so happy
With stars in our eyes
And we were over the moon in love
I swear to God that I recall
It was the sweetest time of my life
And we've tried to go back
And reclaim that feeling
But it's never really the same
As when the world was ours alone
Now when the night is still
I wish that I could return to that sweet time
And...
She'd take me home
And lay me down
And make sweet love to me
And I recall
Those nights were the best of my life
It seems a thousand years ago
When we were both so happy
With stars in our eyes
And we were over the moon in love
I swear to God that I recall
It was the sweetest time of my life
And we've tried to go back
And reclaim that feeling
But it's never really the same
As when the world was ours alone
Now when the night is still
I wish that I could return to that sweet time
And...
#aging
#nostalgia
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missjem56
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 6:25pm
18th Jan 2025 6:25pm
Miss Timed
The goddess of time
Doth toy with me today
To to early
For an appointment
That is already running late
Is this her trickery?
Or is it just fate?
Only time will tell
Yet time remains fickle
Under the time goddesses spell
by Jemia
Doth toy with me today
To to early
For an appointment
That is already running late
Is this her trickery?
Or is it just fate?
Only time will tell
Yet time remains fickle
Under the time goddesses spell
by Jemia
#aging
#LifeAsAWriter
#MovingOn #philosophical
#MovingOn #philosophical
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Da_kwesta
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 8:37am
18th Jan 2025 8:37am
A Drifter’s Screaming Silence
What have we done to the world?
It’s a carcass now, rotting under the weight of wallets,
and the vultures are us, picking at the scraps,
laughing with mouths full of blood and lies.
Love? Don’t make me laugh.
Love is a transaction,
a handshake in the dark,
a hollow promise sealed with a kiss
that tastes like rust.
It’s a glittered-up lie,
sold in the backrooms of broken hearts.
And the girls—God, the girls—
their youth melts like ice under streetlights.
They trade their innocence for tequila shots,
for a fistful...
It’s a carcass now, rotting under the weight of wallets,
and the vultures are us, picking at the scraps,
laughing with mouths full of blood and lies.
Love? Don’t make me laugh.
Love is a transaction,
a handshake in the dark,
a hollow promise sealed with a kiss
that tastes like rust.
It’s a glittered-up lie,
sold in the backrooms of broken hearts.
And the girls—God, the girls—
their youth melts like ice under streetlights.
They trade their innocence for tequila shots,
for a fistful...
#aging
#anxiety
#emptiness #responsibility
#emptiness #responsibility
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Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 9:56am
17th Jan 2025 9:56am
where in the world
This is a place I never would have thought I could even go to. The asylum doors are bare. Their sanctuary smells and sounds never have washed off me. When ever I am ready, if and when this day arrives, promise me this do not take me here. Stay at my side, wash the cobwebs from the corners of my mouth and eyes. Do not dry my tears. Brave me with magma, make belief, stay, do not leave me, let me become an illusionist just once more. Coo me a dove right then right there!
Her rollator hardly used stays in a forgotten corner. A huge screen screams in vanity where an apocalyps takes...
Her rollator hardly used stays in a forgotten corner. A huge screen screams in vanity where an apocalyps takes...
#aging
#humankind
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10 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 11:35am
4th Jan 2025 11:35am
Me Cat. Com!
I know i'm in my sixties now
I'm not in denial of how
(Which means i am!)
Lies, lies, damn lies!!!
I'm actually twenty seven
With the curiousity of a cat
I'm a cat in a hat
With wings of a butterfly
(The cat ate the body, but left the wings!)
Poor butterfly, for goodness sake
That it should be used in a cake
Then end up in my mouth
As if by mistake!
by Jemia
I'm not in denial of how
(Which means i am!)
Lies, lies, damn lies!!!
I'm actually twenty seven
With the curiousity of a cat
I'm a cat in a hat
With wings of a butterfly
(The cat ate the body, but left the wings!)
Poor butterfly, for goodness sake
That it should be used in a cake
Then end up in my mouth
As if by mistake!
by Jemia
#aging
#butterfly
#cats
#funny
#satirical
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DevilsChild
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 11:11am
8th Dec 2024 11:11am
OLD
damn these kids today
with their weird hair and clothes
listening to cringy music
where did the time go?
used to spend all day
rocking out and hanging out at the mall
now I'm tired all the time
and my back is sore
but I can still party hard
with a few pain medications
politics is so flip flopped
when I was young I didn't care
but guess it's not cool to not care
now we believe in the TV
more than our own friends and family
picking up the phone to scroll nonsense
I would go outside
but the world...
with their weird hair and clothes
listening to cringy music
where did the time go?
used to spend all day
rocking out and hanging out at the mall
now I'm tired all the time
and my back is sore
but I can still party hard
with a few pain medications
politics is so flip flopped
when I was young I didn't care
but guess it's not cool to not care
now we believe in the TV
more than our own friends and family
picking up the phone to scroll nonsense
I would go outside
but the world...
#aging
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3 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 00:32am
28th Nov 2024 00:32am
of freedom
i am
in mind
younger
than
in body,
so many
thoughts
possible
like sunsets,
such wisdom
to bless,
adventurous,
a dreamer,
sometimes
i take
my chances,
leave myself
open-minded,
nothing
shameful,
embarrassing,
i am not
opposed
of freedom.
in mind
younger
than
in body,
so many
thoughts
possible
like sunsets,
such wisdom
to bless,
adventurous,
a dreamer,
sometimes
i take
my chances,
leave myself
open-minded,
nothing
shameful,
embarrassing,
i am not
opposed
of freedom.
#aging
#determination
#dreams
#happiness
#wisdom
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toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 2:06am
27th Nov 2024 2:06am
The Rising
It's evening now. I look out
into the night sky, the moon a cup
of blackness. There are no stars
to guide me through this emptiness.
I think of how my mother died
long ago. This tiny ball of a universe,
casting us off so effortlessly, indifferently.
So small we are, so alone.
My mother loved me when I was a child
but grew to hate me.
Just like my adult daughter does now.
We used to be so close.
Sharing secrets and vodka.
But today I learned I'm just an obligation.
I squeeze my toes, feeling the strange
tingling of...
into the night sky, the moon a cup
of blackness. There are no stars
to guide me through this emptiness.
I think of how my mother died
long ago. This tiny ball of a universe,
casting us off so effortlessly, indifferently.
So small we are, so alone.
My mother loved me when I was a child
but grew to hate me.
Just like my adult daughter does now.
We used to be so close.
Sharing secrets and vodka.
But today I learned I'm just an obligation.
I squeeze my toes, feeling the strange
tingling of...
#aging
#despair
#loneliness
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3 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 10:03am
26th Nov 2024 10:03am
Kids
Our ancient wooden coffee table has bite marks on every edge.I never saw the little buggers doing it, but they did.
The carpet, expensive all those years ago,is now worn and stained in many places.I never saw the little buggers doing it, but they did.
The walls and doors
have all got dings in them from someone.I never saw the little buggers doing it, but they did.
Now the home is empty and every piece of it tells a story.
I never saw the little buggers leave, but they did.
The carpet, expensive all those years ago,is now worn and stained in many places.I never saw the little buggers doing it, but they did.
The walls and doors
have all got dings in them from someone.I never saw the little buggers doing it, but they did.
Now the home is empty and every piece of it tells a story.
I never saw the little buggers leave, but they did.
#aging
#fatherhood
#marriage
#motherhood
#nostalgia
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backdeckbenny
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 5:50am
17th Nov 2024 5:50am
Knuckles
When next you see an old couple holding hands.
Pay attention.
Look how their bent fingers are clasped as one.
They bent them together.
What is that called?
Pay attention.
Look how their bent fingers are clasped as one.
They bent them together.
What is that called?
#aging
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 9:40pm
15th Nov 2024 9:40pm
no joke...
listen...
I got a few questions
been on my mind a minute
just keep building
so I'm gonna put them out there
see where it gets me
can't they come up with some kinda fix-a-flat
who do we see about that
cuz lately...
the girls aren't feeling as elevated
looking a bit tired
deflated
I want my bounce back
these days it seems like everything sags
& if I gotta pee
don't even look sideways at me
takes that trickle down effect...
to a whole other level
it's a serious situation
when the...
I got a few questions
been on my mind a minute
just keep building
so I'm gonna put them out there
see where it gets me
can't they come up with some kinda fix-a-flat
who do we see about that
cuz lately...
the girls aren't feeling as elevated
looking a bit tired
deflated
I want my bounce back
these days it seems like everything sags
& if I gotta pee
don't even look sideways at me
takes that trickle down effect...
to a whole other level
it's a serious situation
when the...
#aging
#frustration
#funny #women
#funny #women
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20 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
5th Nov 2024 1:01am
5th Nov 2024 1:01am
Dark Light
There
are
some
moments
When
the
light
no
longer
shines
Death
awaits
us
all
by Jemia
are
some
moments
When
the
light
no
longer
shines
Death
awaits
us
all
by Jemia
#aging
#fate
#LifeCycle
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