Poems About Aging by Top Critiquers
#aging
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
26th Jun 2022 12:38pm
26th Jun 2022 12:38pm
Like melted dark chocolate and lips of rose
(¡)
One glance
time falls away
our youth swirls memories
between us
lush flashbacks
take us there
when all we knew
burned the midnight sun.
(¡¡)
His charisma
aged like fine wine
weakening resolve
{low cleansing breaths
stealthily sucked-in}
piercing sable eyes,
were velvet warmth always burned
a melted dark chocolate gaze
unrepentantly pours over
purposely pausing
on my lips ...
One glance
time falls away
our youth swirls memories
between us
lush flashbacks
take us there
when all we knew
burned the midnight sun.
(¡¡)
His charisma
aged like fine wine
weakening resolve
{low cleansing breaths
stealthily sucked-in}
piercing sable eyes,
were velvet warmth always burned
a melted dark chocolate gaze
unrepentantly pours over
purposely pausing
on my lips ...
#lover
#memories
#aging
#redemption
#FirstLove
532 reads
36 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
6th Nov 2022 2:02pm
6th Nov 2022 2:02pm
I saw myself in you
It's remarkable really
I've lived many years beyond yours
Yet watching you live in the present
Brings back my memories
Often we're talking in different directions
Eager to share experiences
I've lived what you're about to ..
Part extraordinary part wreckage
Had a BIG birthday yesterday
I feared that age, the # and all
Didn't make it public on social media
Just wanted to hear from real friends
Back to you though
I'm significant in your life
You in mine
We manage each other, care
Each...
I've lived many years beyond yours
Yet watching you live in the present
Brings back my memories
Often we're talking in different directions
Eager to share experiences
I've lived what you're about to ..
Part extraordinary part wreckage
Had a BIG birthday yesterday
I feared that age, the # and all
Didn't make it public on social media
Just wanted to hear from real friends
Back to you though
I'm significant in your life
You in mine
We manage each other, care
Each...
#love
#kindness
#TruthOfLife
#aging
#philosophical
299 reads
53 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
9th Aug 2021 2:14am
9th Aug 2021 2:14am
Poor Little Posey
I stopped to look at some flowers today.
A simple act, to be certain.
I bent down,
with great trepidation of not getting back up,
to smell their scent.
The fragrances were heady and aromatic. Refreshing and pure.
The feel of the petals were luscious and smooth, soft and comforting.
I found myself comparing them to my favorite velvet blanket. The one I use only for decoration.
The same variety of flower in the next bed had been overwatered causing them to wilt and droop over.
They appeared lifeless...
A simple act, to be certain.
I bent down,
with great trepidation of not getting back up,
to smell their scent.
The fragrances were heady and aromatic. Refreshing and pure.
The feel of the petals were luscious and smooth, soft and comforting.
I found myself comparing them to my favorite velvet blanket. The one I use only for decoration.
The same variety of flower in the next bed had been overwatered causing them to wilt and droop over.
They appeared lifeless...
#aging
#SelfWorth
625 reads
35 Comments
DanielChristensen
Poem Published
20th Oct 2019 8:24am
20th Oct 2019 8:24am
Self Portrait of a Poet in Midlife
To turn out a true portrait, I had to discover the story that must be painted. Only then could I get the ball rolling.”
Killing Commendatore, Haruki Murakami
..
Slide, I
Across the
Surface
Circumference,
Around, the turbulent
Umbra, of your
Magnificent
Mind, cradled
In tremulous
Palms of private
Obfuscation, the locked
Impregnable
Vault, of your
Secrets
The low
Rumble
Of a storm
System,
Your heart,
Gathered, upon a
Central
Rotating ...
Killing Commendatore, Haruki Murakami
..
Slide, I
Across the
Surface
Circumference,
Around, the turbulent
Umbra, of your
Magnificent
Mind, cradled
In tremulous
Palms of private
Obfuscation, the locked
Impregnable
Vault, of your
Secrets
The low
Rumble
Of a storm
System,
Your heart,
Gathered, upon a
Central
Rotating ...
#birthday
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself
#aging
956 reads
27 Comments
Styxian
Poem Published
13th Mar 2023 1:56am
13th Mar 2023 1:56am
Made It To Thursday
No, Elaine.
You can't come in the bathroom.
I've soiled myself.
I told you last year
that you'd never see me like this.
Please, go on to bed
while I clean myself up.
I will then go rest on the couch
and see you in the morning.
The coffee will wake me up.
I promise.
Think of it as practice.
Probably soon,
you'll be sleeping alone for good.
Remember last Friday,
we thought I was a goner.
And the boys came over
when you called them.
I heard y'all, as I woke up.
I love you...
You can't come in the bathroom.
I've soiled myself.
I told you last year
that you'd never see me like this.
Please, go on to bed
while I clean myself up.
I will then go rest on the couch
and see you in the morning.
The coffee will wake me up.
I promise.
Think of it as practice.
Probably soon,
you'll be sleeping alone for good.
Remember last Friday,
we thought I was a goner.
And the boys came over
when you called them.
I heard y'all, as I woke up.
I love you...
#sadness
#death
#aging
140 reads
21 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
1st Jan 2023 1:58am
1st Jan 2023 1:58am
Watching Balls Drop
Every December 31st
I’m at home watching the ball drop
While people are celebrating, dancing and kissing
I’m under the covers intrigued with WAP
(Writing A Poem)
I was never much of a clubgoer or reveler
I’ve always been a homebody
Perhaps I should make it a goal to visit Time Square
Freeze my ass off for bit, live a little and party
I like being at home remembering the old days
When fireworks and music would fill the night
But that was the old country and now in it’s place
Is being cozy in bed snacking and...
I’m at home watching the ball drop
While people are celebrating, dancing and kissing
I’m under the covers intrigued with WAP
(Writing A Poem)
I was never much of a clubgoer or reveler
I’ve always been a homebody
Perhaps I should make it a goal to visit Time Square
Freeze my ass off for bit, live a little and party
I like being at home remembering the old days
When fireworks and music would fill the night
But that was the old country and now in it’s place
Is being cozy in bed snacking and...
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational
#silence
#aging
97 reads
8 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
15th Nov 2022 3:58am
15th Nov 2022 3:58am
A Healthy Mind, Temple, Promotes A Healthy State Of Existence
About time this medical journal reaches you, may it find the body at its peak performance, the strength of the mind in a serene place, and the heart pulsating to give you the vital essence of life.
We are moving into a new season of winter, just peaking on the horizon. Caution in the elements that could have dire consequences if we do not take care of our immune system, keep it holistically boosted, by eating the right food to sustain our vitality, exercising at least three times a week, for keep our lung oxygenated, and if you are elderly, or immobile due to unforeseeable...
We are moving into a new season of winter, just peaking on the horizon. Caution in the elements that could have dire consequences if we do not take care of our immune system, keep it holistically boosted, by eating the right food to sustain our vitality, exercising at least three times a week, for keep our lung oxygenated, and if you are elderly, or immobile due to unforeseeable...
#TruthOfLife
#MentalHealth
#CallToAction
#aging
#philosophical
301 reads
7 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2018 7:58am
2nd Jul 2018 7:58am
the color of dreams
kaleidoscope dreams lie
they color my dreams hopeful
in patterns and shapes that delight
they soothe me in my twilight hours
then I awaken to gray
gone are the azure blues of the oceans I love
that I will probably never live near
and the greens of the forests that feed my soul
that I've not visited or seen in fifteen years
the colorless flavor of my world is depressing
I live in the country it's beautiful and quiet
it can also be lonely
my passions are red hot while sleeping
then I wake to a bed...
they color my dreams hopeful
in patterns and shapes that delight
they soothe me in my twilight hours
then I awaken to gray
gone are the azure blues of the oceans I love
that I will probably never live near
and the greens of the forests that feed my soul
that I've not visited or seen in fifteen years
the colorless flavor of my world is depressing
I live in the country it's beautiful and quiet
it can also be lonely
my passions are red hot while sleeping
then I wake to a bed...
#love
#LifeStruggles
#aging
679 reads
20 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
29th Mar 2023 4:21pm
29th Mar 2023 4:21pm
ONE OF "THE FEW"
He's one "the Few"
who's still in view,
though not seen a lot
as when they were "hot"
in poster appeal
and wartime newsreel,
for part they did play
in keeping away
attempts to invade -
rained off Goering's parade
that might have been staged
had we become caged
with the occupied
lands in Europe wide.
His medals are the
signs of past glory,
though at great risk earned -
so many crashed, burned
quite literally,
even lost in sea.
Older age has claimed ...
who's still in view,
though not seen a lot
as when they were "hot"
in poster appeal
and wartime newsreel,
for part they did play
in keeping away
attempts to invade -
rained off Goering's parade
that might have been staged
had we become caged
with the occupied
lands in Europe wide.
His medals are the
signs of past glory,
though at great risk earned -
so many crashed, burned
quite literally,
even lost in sea.
Older age has claimed ...
#courage
#war
#rhyming
#aging
#historical
54 reads
5 Comments
Her
Poem Published
10th Jan 2023 11:45am
10th Jan 2023 11:45am
Storm Stories
I could sit for hours
And listen to your stories
Of love gained and love lost
But lately
Your thoughts have turned
To anger and revenge
I wonder if you realize
That you’ve been talking
About me
And listen to your stories
Of love gained and love lost
But lately
Your thoughts have turned
To anger and revenge
I wonder if you realize
That you’ve been talking
About me
#dark
#aging
112 reads
3 Comments
Phantom2426
Poem Published
31st Jan 2021 6:56am
31st Jan 2021 6:56am
Loner's 50th Birthday
Today is the
Loner's Birthday
He wants to enjoy
the women but
with all that is going on
he chooses to stay
safe in his bubble
He might be over the hill
and can't get it up
no more he might
need the blue pill or
Nugenix to get his
shit in order to
become the Incubus
he's meant to be
So Happy Birthday
To the Loner
Loner's Birthday
He wants to enjoy
the women but
with all that is going on
he chooses to stay
safe in his bubble
He might be over the hill
and can't get it up
no more he might
need the blue pill or
Nugenix to get his
shit in order to
become the Incubus
he's meant to be
So Happy Birthday
To the Loner
#brother
#women
#men
#birthday
#aging
334 reads
3 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2021 2:30pm
2nd Jun 2021 2:30pm
I AM STILL LEARNING
DISCOVERY
I use to think
I knew it all until
someone asked
me a question.
When I swaggered down
the steps of the university
with my BA in my hand,
the world said, "Sit down
and I'll teach you the
rest of the alphabet."
WAKE-UP
It has been a wonderful
journey since the day
I realized how wonderful
it is to be a continual
learner in the never
ending School of Life.
I'm still learning to live
every day admiring the
beauty in the garden
of life where I have been...
I use to think
I knew it all until
someone asked
me a question.
When I swaggered down
the steps of the university
with my BA in my hand,
the world said, "Sit down
and I'll teach you the
rest of the alphabet."
WAKE-UP
It has been a wonderful
journey since the day
I realized how wonderful
it is to be a continual
learner in the never
ending School of Life.
I'm still learning to live
every day admiring the
beauty in the garden
of life where I have been...
#fate
#aging
#luck
#dating
#responsibility
367 reads
2 Comments
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