Bittersweet Poems
#bittersweet
Poetry about pleasurable life experiences which are also tinged with sadness. Bittersweet poems about life events which prompt a mixture of opposing feelings.
Nvmb
Poem Published
Today 7:03am
Today 7:03am
A Mouth Full of Blood
You came to me in broken bloom,
hips wrapped in gauze,
eyes black as static skies.
Every word was a wound —
sweet, splitting —
a hymn half-swallowed in the throat.
You dragged your name across my teeth —
slow, deliberate —
tasting the ache you left behind.
I wore your hunger like a wire around my neck,
praying to the rhythm
of hands pressed beneath velvet night.
Would you build a kingdom from this ruin?
Would you carve me clean —
tongue to bone —
or leave me here,
singing you into the cracks of forever?
hips wrapped in gauze,
eyes black as static skies.
Every word was a wound —
sweet, splitting —
a hymn half-swallowed in the throat.
You dragged your name across my teeth —
slow, deliberate —
tasting the ache you left behind.
I wore your hunger like a wire around my neck,
praying to the rhythm
of hands pressed beneath velvet night.
Would you build a kingdom from this ruin?
Would you carve me clean —
tongue to bone —
or leave me here,
singing you into the cracks of forever?
#bittersweet
#dark
#emptiness
#frustration
#loneliness
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Chere-Rene13
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:31am
Yesterday 11:31am
EVENTIDE
Sky intro the STORM not willing to hide...Incoming tide, always pulls the unwanted in...EVENTIDE hues of dusk, not to trust. ENDING day, last of ENDING light of sight. Crawling on the otherside beanth of earth's belly of another kind of hell your shoes fill & fell upon. Paint strokes a crepuscular sky...Twilight maelstrom image...Darken visual depths...Dark holds such a abyss of discovery. Succumbing is the dimension of a sunset, well knowing it's place & time the universe has given the light of warmth. Fangs that punch the piercing swallowed taste of metallic red of blood, reign...
#bittersweet
#dark
#despair
#fear
#regret
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 7:25pm
28th Feb 2025 7:25pm
Don't Take It Personal
Looking at him you would never know
What lies behind the smile
How his thoughts would roam
Of all the things that he did wrong
In spectacular style
He looks at himself in the mirror
While his life goes on
All the girls are lined up
to give him that dance
To their favorite song
He doesn't wanna tell you
Why should he
You're not the one he wants
The one he wants is gone
For the night, you’ll be the one he needs
Don't take it personal
He's not here for you
He's looking for that girl he lost ...
What lies behind the smile
How his thoughts would roam
Of all the things that he did wrong
In spectacular style
He looks at himself in the mirror
While his life goes on
All the girls are lined up
to give him that dance
To their favorite song
He doesn't wanna tell you
Why should he
You're not the one he wants
The one he wants is gone
For the night, you’ll be the one he needs
Don't take it personal
He's not here for you
He's looking for that girl he lost ...
#bittersweet
#sadness
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magichearts
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 6:28pm
28th Feb 2025 6:28pm
एक ही पल में हो गयी मेरी सल्तनत गुमनाम
वक़्त ने आकर जो कहा मुझे बर्बाद ना कर !
वक़्त ने आकर जो कहा मुझे बर्बाद ना कर !
#bittersweet
#despair
#disappointment #emptiness
#disappointment #emptiness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 4:58pm
28th Feb 2025 4:58pm
Cinder Kiss
Your name tastes like winter —
all saltwater breath and burnt sugar.
You move through me like smoke through cathedral glass,
slow, shivering —
a sermon carved from black lungs.
I have prayed beneath your teeth —
tongue split open,
bleeding devotion into your hands.
Every touch —
a soft ruin,
every breath —
a fever hymn sung in the dark.
Would you drown me in your hunger?
Would you kiss me to cinder
and call it mercy?
I would follow you down —
a ghost wrapped in wire,
a choir of aching mouths...
all saltwater breath and burnt sugar.
You move through me like smoke through cathedral glass,
slow, shivering —
a sermon carved from black lungs.
I have prayed beneath your teeth —
tongue split open,
bleeding devotion into your hands.
Every touch —
a soft ruin,
every breath —
a fever hymn sung in the dark.
Would you drown me in your hunger?
Would you kiss me to cinder
and call it mercy?
I would follow you down —
a ghost wrapped in wire,
a choir of aching mouths...
#bittersweet
#dark
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 5:18am
28th Feb 2025 5:18am
Throat Full of Glass
I've seen your face in the fever —
a bloom beneath black water,
your hands pulling constellations from my open mouth.
You wear stillness like a wound —
something holy, something breaking.
I would bleed to taste you —
split my throat on your name,
let the hymn of you hollow me out.
Every breath is a needle in the dark,
every prayer —
a slow crucifixion beneath your weight.
If I begged you to keep me,
would you wrap me in wire?
Would you carve my ruin
into something worth worshipping?
Or would you leave...
a bloom beneath black water,
your hands pulling constellations from my open mouth.
You wear stillness like a wound —
something holy, something breaking.
I would bleed to taste you —
split my throat on your name,
let the hymn of you hollow me out.
Every breath is a needle in the dark,
every prayer —
a slow crucifixion beneath your weight.
If I begged you to keep me,
would you wrap me in wire?
Would you carve my ruin
into something worth worshipping?
Or would you leave...
#bittersweet
#dark
#loneliness
#sadness
#shame
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 3:16am
23rd Feb 2025 3:16am
Poorly Worded Closure for a Girl I Used to Know
I met the girl of my dreams.
An existential compliment.
To everything I thought I wanted.
And,
We didn't really stay together.
At the end.
We just didn't care.
But, we were inseparable from the start.
A passion past by on lazy hazy grey days.
Where the sun hides behind dismal clouds.
Brooding in the sky.
She was my own personal manic pixie dream girl.
That I heard about in movies.
I never watch.
Yet,
I pushed her away.
I cheated,
I lied,
I took her for granted.
I acted...
An existential compliment.
To everything I thought I wanted.
And,
We didn't really stay together.
At the end.
We just didn't care.
But, we were inseparable from the start.
A passion past by on lazy hazy grey days.
Where the sun hides behind dismal clouds.
Brooding in the sky.
She was my own personal manic pixie dream girl.
That I heard about in movies.
I never watch.
Yet,
I pushed her away.
I cheated,
I lied,
I took her for granted.
I acted...
#bittersweet
#breakup
#MovingOn
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Nachiyobe
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 9:51am
20th Feb 2025 9:51am
Confessions After the Fact Pt 1
I had a good man once... but,
I lost him in the battle of to save him,
From the darker parts of the light he held in his eyes,
The parts that twist and coil within me.
And Lord knows I tried,
Tried to patch up and piece together,
The fragments of my wild heart,
And silence the shadows that whisper in the dead of night,
The secrets I kept inside,
Secrets so dark I was intent on keeping them hidden,
Trapped in the silk of my silence....
I thought,
Yeah I thought that if I could just show him the light,
Only the...
I lost him in the battle of to save him,
From the darker parts of the light he held in his eyes,
The parts that twist and coil within me.
And Lord knows I tried,
Tried to patch up and piece together,
The fragments of my wild heart,
And silence the shadows that whisper in the dead of night,
The secrets I kept inside,
Secrets so dark I was intent on keeping them hidden,
Trapped in the silk of my silence....
I thought,
Yeah I thought that if I could just show him the light,
Only the...
#bittersweet
#breakup
#heartbroken
#MovingOn
#TimeHeals
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Tammy_Lynn
Tammy Lynn
Tammy Lynn
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 5:19am
20th Feb 2025 5:19am
Waiting
I sit on the platform, alone in the dust,
Where the wind whispers secrets, and the earth turns to rust.
I chose this place, far from the crowd,
A ghost of a dream, where hope’s still loud.
We spoke of a future, a place to call ours,
But now it’s just silence, beneath the cold stars.
I build on this land, so barren and dry,
Where the echoes of “us” are the only reply.
I turn to the road, where nothing appears,
Just the empty horizon stretching for years.
The silence stretches like a noose around me,
A soldier lost, or perhaps...
Where the wind whispers secrets, and the earth turns to rust.
I chose this place, far from the crowd,
A ghost of a dream, where hope’s still loud.
We spoke of a future, a place to call ours,
But now it’s just silence, beneath the cold stars.
I build on this land, so barren and dry,
Where the echoes of “us” are the only reply.
I turn to the road, where nothing appears,
Just the empty horizon stretching for years.
The silence stretches like a noose around me,
A soldier lost, or perhaps...
#bittersweet
#breakup
#heartbroken
#IMissYou
#ImSorry
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Her
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 00:11am
20th Feb 2025 00:11am
Necrotic Nipple
I’ll be one nipple short
Of a full rack
In a few months
Lookin for inspiration…
Of a full rack
In a few months
Lookin for inspiration…
#bittersweet
122 reads
17 Comments
Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 7:15pm
19th Feb 2025 7:15pm
Opportunism
It's all unfolding.
So catastrophically well.
That sometimes.
These warcrimes.
Seem justified.
But, that's just the rotting over.
Of my moral life.
Getting beyond good and evil.
Some Zen enlightenment.
And,
The acceptance.
Of life how it is.
What's possible.
And,
How you can.
Get it.
Gets muddied up in the graveyard.
Of ideology.
As my opportunistic spirit.
Keeps telling me.
Less is better.
If none can't be.
Achieved.
So catastrophically well.
That sometimes.
These warcrimes.
Seem justified.
But, that's just the rotting over.
Of my moral life.
Getting beyond good and evil.
Some Zen enlightenment.
And,
The acceptance.
Of life how it is.
What's possible.
And,
How you can.
Get it.
Gets muddied up in the graveyard.
Of ideology.
As my opportunistic spirit.
Keeps telling me.
Less is better.
If none can't be.
Achieved.
#acceptance
#bittersweet
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oskar
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 10:58am
19th Feb 2025 10:58am
social media
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The X-twitter this morning was disappointing it consisted of 60% Musk and 40% Trump bragging about how great they are at winning the battle of saving America from the disaster of paying the poor too much and reducing medical aid to the old who must learn to fend for themselves It is tiresome to see the same triumphant smiles and one wonders if they ever sit down asking if their presence in the oceans of opinions matters do they doubt themselves, are they ever unsure if they might be wrong, is their preening too powerful an impregnable wall hindering them to have souls,...
The X-twitter this morning was disappointing it consisted of 60% Musk and 40% Trump bragging about how great they are at winning the battle of saving America from the disaster of paying the poor too much and reducing medical aid to the old who must learn to fend for themselves It is tiresome to see the same triumphant smiles and one wonders if they ever sit down asking if their presence in the oceans of opinions matters do they doubt themselves, are they ever unsure if they might be wrong, is their preening too powerful an impregnable wall hindering them to have souls,...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#bittersweet
#dark
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