Long Poems About Aging
#aging
Amonet
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 7:00pm
28th Dec 2024 7:00pm
Dates And Maturity
#aging
#dating
#love
33 reads
Poetryman
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 8:32am
7th Dec 2024 8:32am
Never Too Late
It's never too late, you see the light,
You’re never too old to find what feels right,
Through the whispers of autumn, I wander alone,
Searching for sunshine, a heart to call home.
There’s a spark in the twilight, I feel it grow,
A chance for a lover to steal my soul.
It’s never too late to find love anew,
Somebody to hold, yeah, that’s you,
In the spring of our hearts, we’ll bloom and grow,
With passion and fire, let the love flow.
Oh, the redhead with freckles, a pretty smile,
She lights up my world, makes it...
You’re never too old to find what feels right,
Through the whispers of autumn, I wander alone,
Searching for sunshine, a heart to call home.
There’s a spark in the twilight, I feel it grow,
A chance for a lover to steal my soul.
It’s never too late to find love anew,
Somebody to hold, yeah, that’s you,
In the spring of our hearts, we’ll bloom and grow,
With passion and fire, let the love flow.
Oh, the redhead with freckles, a pretty smile,
She lights up my world, makes it...
#aging
#love
82 reads
3 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 4:08pm
4th Dec 2024 4:08pm
Ode to My Older Love
I stand alone, gazing upon the stillness that was once the example of vitality. You, my beloved, who danced through life with the elegance of autumn leaves caught in a gentle breeze, now lie in death, the melodies of your laughter silenced
We were an unlikely pair, separated by some 22 years, but you gave me one magical year. To the world, our love was a puzzle, pieces from different sets that should not fit, yet in your embrace, I found pleasures deeper than I’d ever known. When we made love, I was transported to a better place and one I longed to return to often.
...
We were an unlikely pair, separated by some 22 years, but you gave me one magical year. To the world, our love was a puzzle, pieces from different sets that should not fit, yet in your embrace, I found pleasures deeper than I’d ever known. When we made love, I was transported to a better place and one I longed to return to often.
...
#aging
#death
#love #lust
#love #lust
137 reads
1 Comment
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
21st Oct 2024 4:04am
21st Oct 2024 4:04am
Echoes of the Past
It was a cheap room in a cheap hotel he knew well. The only furnishings were a bed, a chair, and a small bedside table. The bathroom light was on casting a dim glow.
Jenny, a woman in her early twenties, stood by the bed with a small, knowing smile on her face.
“Mr. Weiss? Is that you,” she asked in a voice he remembered.
Mr. Weiss, a man in his late fifties, stepped closer and adjusted his glasses.
“Oh my. Is it Jenny?” As he said, the words, he felt the heat of a blush across his face.
“Yes, it’s me,” Jenny replied, her smile...
Jenny, a woman in her early twenties, stood by the bed with a small, knowing smile on her face.
“Mr. Weiss? Is that you,” she asked in a voice he remembered.
Mr. Weiss, a man in his late fifties, stepped closer and adjusted his glasses.
“Oh my. Is it Jenny?” As he said, the words, he felt the heat of a blush across his face.
“Yes, it’s me,” Jenny replied, her smile...
#admiration
#aging
#lust
166 reads
2 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
16th Oct 2024 1:23am
16th Oct 2024 1:23am
MY FEEBLE PEN'S UNCERTAIN, ATTEMPTED RETURN (5:25pm, 10-7-2024; at KOFFI North, Palm Springs, California)
pausing here
this afternoon
with pen
and paper
in hand again
in hopes
of tapping
back into
my innate
creative muse s
too long neglected
too long distracted
ever mysterious
inner realms
to try retuning
back into
channeling
and releasing
whatever spontaneously arisen
free flow purge
of perceptive
conscious
and subconscious
self expression
might
to my surprise
possibly arise
from...
this afternoon
with pen
and paper
in hand again
in hopes
of tapping
back into
my innate
creative muse s
too long neglected
too long distracted
ever mysterious
inner realms
to try retuning
back into
channeling
and releasing
whatever spontaneously arisen
free flow purge
of perceptive
conscious
and subconscious
self expression
might
to my surprise
possibly arise
from...
#aging
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#LifeCycle
#nostalgia
#WritersBlock
80 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
15th Oct 2024 6:44am
15th Oct 2024 6:44am
Retrogenesis
She taught me not to fear death
It’s just part of living
Now every time that I go and visit her
My soul hurts and heart sinks
She’s waiting to cross that bridge
Gone are the stories she used to tell
As far back as 1936
All the great details she could recall
Are now but soft flashbacks of mystery
I kiss her cheeks and forehead
Her smile and childlike eyes know who I am
The skin on her hands is paper thin
Soft and warm under blankets
Fighting the impending cold and darkness
An internal silent battle is raging ...
It’s just part of living
Now every time that I go and visit her
My soul hurts and heart sinks
She’s waiting to cross that bridge
Gone are the stories she used to tell
As far back as 1936
All the great details she could recall
Are now but soft flashbacks of mystery
I kiss her cheeks and forehead
Her smile and childlike eyes know who I am
The skin on her hands is paper thin
Soft and warm under blankets
Fighting the impending cold and darkness
An internal silent battle is raging ...
#aging
#family
#grief #parent
#grief #parent
243 reads
19 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 6:18pm
8th Aug 2024 6:18pm
Young Hearts Run Free (Straight Talk Live)
I have been getting out of my bed, checking my voicemail before the crack of dawn to make sure none of my nursing staff has called off and me rushing around to find a replacement, or pay someone time and a half to cover, or the last resort of my passion, me filling in, passing out medications, checking Traches, draining colotomy bags, making sure patients who are bed ridden are rotated, assisting a Patient Care Assocaite or a LPN with bathing, giving insulin injections, then between the clinical duties and checking in my office to make sure no calls from Medicare for services reimbursement,...
#aging
#identity
#peace
#philosophical
#wisdom
266 reads
5 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2024 1:21am
23rd Jul 2024 1:21am
Aging Beautifully
#aging
#erotic
#sex
315 reads
11 Comments
herry_the_poet
Poem Published
21st Jun 2024 3:04am
21st Jun 2024 3:04am
The Guilty
Ladies and Gentlemen
the names have been changed to protect
'The Guilty'
Yeah I'll bet between the 3 of us??? We share the travel sense the good Lord gave a cantaloupe.
I mean for starters? Who else would set sail much past the horizon in a $300 mechanics special – let alone start crossing county lines.
The girl's sole intention must be to get stranded somewhere and make things awkward between me and my folks. I'm telling you GRETCHEN has an unbelievable relationship with situational awareness and realism.
We would have a problem pooling...
the names have been changed to protect
'The Guilty'
Yeah I'll bet between the 3 of us??? We share the travel sense the good Lord gave a cantaloupe.
I mean for starters? Who else would set sail much past the horizon in a $300 mechanics special – let alone start crossing county lines.
The girl's sole intention must be to get stranded somewhere and make things awkward between me and my folks. I'm telling you GRETCHEN has an unbelievable relationship with situational awareness and realism.
We would have a problem pooling...
#aging
#LifeCycle
#nostalgia #teens
#nostalgia #teens
166 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Jun 2024 7:27pm
14th Jun 2024 7:27pm
A Ride to the ER (with fianaturie8)
#aging
#erotic
#funny
#marriage
#sex
125 reads
6 Comments
Nixprty
Poem Published
5th Jun 2024 6:04am
5th Jun 2024 6:04am
Father and Son
My dad has never really been a serious person.
I remember during the tensest moments he’d pull his signature smile,
crooked front teeth with a chip and lopsided ever so slightly to the right,
Leading up to where his eyes wrinkled at the corners—
Even when he was a kid.
His goofy demeanor was in direct contrast to his powerful face,
A square jaw and thick dark beard,
His intense green eyes and a hooked nose that Curves to the right,
Just like mine.
Sometimes when the lighting was right he almost looked like me.
I...
I remember during the tensest moments he’d pull his signature smile,
crooked front teeth with a chip and lopsided ever so slightly to the right,
Leading up to where his eyes wrinkled at the corners—
Even when he was a kid.
His goofy demeanor was in direct contrast to his powerful face,
A square jaw and thick dark beard,
His intense green eyes and a hooked nose that Curves to the right,
Just like mine.
Sometimes when the lighting was right he almost looked like me.
I...
#aging
#LifeCycle
125 reads
1 Comment
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
22nd May 2024 1:56pm
22nd May 2024 1:56pm
CLUELESS NAMELESS CRYPTIC GNOSIS (4:39pm, 5-20-2024, Palm Springs, California)
this
seamless
nameless
ever clueless
yet
all knowing
cryptic gnosis
sans
hypnosis
timeless
homeless
fearless
mindful boneless
boneful mindless
ever curious
ever seeking
ever learning
ever growing
ever evolving
ever needing
ever wanting
more and more
open minded
further
experiential unfolding
of this flowing
mystic...
seamless
nameless
ever clueless
yet
all knowing
cryptic gnosis
sans
hypnosis
timeless
homeless
fearless
mindful boneless
boneful mindless
ever curious
ever seeking
ever learning
ever growing
ever evolving
ever needing
ever wanting
more and more
open minded
further
experiential unfolding
of this flowing
mystic...
#aging
#FeelingLost
#LifeCycle
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
154 reads
0 Comments
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