Poems About Bittersweet Seeking Friendly Advice
#bittersweet
The Last Note
I met her in the sway of twilight,
the hum of a bus station alive with strangers.
She stood like dusk personified-
skin the color of midnight’s promise,
eyes that held the weight of unspoken galaxies.
Her laughter was a quiet storm,
shaking loose the edges of my solitude.
She sat beside me,
and the world shifted its rhythm.
A fleeting conversation turned eternity,
her words folding into me like pages
pressed too tightly to separate.
When she came into my life,
it was always with whispers,
love letters tucked...
the hum of a bus station alive with strangers.
She stood like dusk personified-
skin the color of midnight’s promise,
eyes that held the weight of unspoken galaxies.
Her laughter was a quiet storm,
shaking loose the edges of my solitude.
She sat beside me,
and the world shifted its rhythm.
A fleeting conversation turned eternity,
her words folding into me like pages
pressed too tightly to separate.
When she came into my life,
it was always with whispers,
love letters tucked...
#bittersweet
#heartbroken
#love #rejection
#love #rejection
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I Was in the Midst of Realizing, I’d Rather Be Here
With no more than 3 seconds left on the clock, and a mere deficit of 1, that building anticipation was like no other. Like every fiber of my body stood on guard to wait for the conclusion, I watched. Oh, I watched. With a deep intensity, like my life was decided by this last point, I watched.
In a singular millisecond, everything stopped. We all did. Buzzers blaring and a crowd hollering. We all realized we had won.
As each and every person adjacent and across from my seat in the stands erupted in a combination of laughter, joy, and surprise, I myself realized something....
In a singular millisecond, everything stopped. We all did. Buzzers blaring and a crowd hollering. We all realized we had won.
As each and every person adjacent and across from my seat in the stands erupted in a combination of laughter, joy, and surprise, I myself realized something....
#bittersweet
#love
#memories
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Pre-Jul
Pre- Juul time
The trees on the avenida have fairy lights
wrapped around their trunk
in the evening when the avenida is full of
slow-moving cars, people wanting to go
home from their offices in the center
they drum their fingers on the steering
wheel and wait for the traffic light to go
green, they might think it is beautiful
it is but
What's lacking is pristine snow. it is
a scene from a Hollywood movie about
Christmas; luckily, I have not seen snow
in Cascais. I think about the electric
bill it was high last...
The trees on the avenida have fairy lights
wrapped around their trunk
in the evening when the avenida is full of
slow-moving cars, people wanting to go
home from their offices in the center
they drum their fingers on the steering
wheel and wait for the traffic light to go
green, they might think it is beautiful
it is but
What's lacking is pristine snow. it is
a scene from a Hollywood movie about
Christmas; luckily, I have not seen snow
in Cascais. I think about the electric
bill it was high last...
#bittersweet
#boredom
#disappointment
#emptiness
#fear
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Not Yet Swans
We were fooled last week
when so many things outside
were tipped in green
And though darkness is
your favorite color,
you disrobed from it
and kicked it under the bed
As you accepted Spring
to your bosom
as you shook your hair back
and offered your throat
to the kiss of something
renewing
all of your tips to pink
At first, I felt like a bird
fidgeting upon your window ledge
(edge of the bed)
I suffered the settling
for at least bread crumbs
Two pieces, ...
when so many things outside
were tipped in green
And though darkness is
your favorite color,
you disrobed from it
and kicked it under the bed
As you accepted Spring
to your bosom
as you shook your hair back
and offered your throat
to the kiss of something
renewing
all of your tips to pink
At first, I felt like a bird
fidgeting upon your window ledge
(edge of the bed)
I suffered the settling
for at least bread crumbs
Two pieces, ...
#bittersweet
#LongDistanceRelationship
#separation
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QUIET.
Funny she cannot find the words to convey how she feels. She is normally a nonstop talking machine you would have to pay her a hefty sum to just shut up.
She makes recounting an event into a feature film arms waving eyes bright and her vocabulary quick fire but articulate. Nothing is left behind every minuscule detail displayed as if on a counter of a jewellery shop. Where the gems twinkle and entice you in.
Now she is silent most days cannot even concentrate on her most beloved poems or books. Nothing has the hook to ignite her imagination and stoke the fire of...
She makes recounting an event into a feature film arms waving eyes bright and her vocabulary quick fire but articulate. Nothing is left behind every minuscule detail displayed as if on a counter of a jewellery shop. Where the gems twinkle and entice you in.
Now she is silent most days cannot even concentrate on her most beloved poems or books. Nothing has the hook to ignite her imagination and stoke the fire of...
#apathy
#bittersweet
#loneliness
#regret
#shame
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The calling
You'll never get anywhere if you stay
You can only get somewhere if you go
Listen for that lonesome call
It's calling for you so low
Loneliness is your friend
Don't think of him as your foe
Leave no trace when you leave
It's about time for you to go
Don't resist the urge any longer
Noone can ever say no
No need to pack your bags
Hear that lone whistle blow
You've got somewhere to go
No need to linger here anymore
You can only get somewhere if you go
Listen for that lonesome call
It's calling for you so low
Loneliness is your friend
Don't think of him as your foe
Leave no trace when you leave
It's about time for you to go
Don't resist the urge any longer
Noone can ever say no
No need to pack your bags
Hear that lone whistle blow
You've got somewhere to go
No need to linger here anymore
#bittersweet
#despair
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
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Still Burning
You are hidden who knows where,
among the yellowing leaves of
a paralyzed time, crystallized
in the nothingness of memory.
It was my own hand to throw you
over the edge, to curse your thorns,
o adolescent rose, goddess of my silence;
I couldn't go any further
your radiant summer,
I couldn't see the ice glistening beyond
the garden of dreams.
Years have fallen like lead dominoes,
I've learned to dance with life
even as it simulates death, and yet,
if there is light in this sunset of stone,
it's because a...
among the yellowing leaves of
a paralyzed time, crystallized
in the nothingness of memory.
It was my own hand to throw you
over the edge, to curse your thorns,
o adolescent rose, goddess of my silence;
I couldn't go any further
your radiant summer,
I couldn't see the ice glistening beyond
the garden of dreams.
Years have fallen like lead dominoes,
I've learned to dance with life
even as it simulates death, and yet,
if there is light in this sunset of stone,
it's because a...
#bittersweet
#despair
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#sadness
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Green
It's the tides that breathe,
It's the trees.
Its the windows unwashed,
It's the way you said it.
You grip the side of the table,
You kick your legs wildly.
You look for an answer,
You don't hit anything.
It's the teeth still loose,
It's sleep still running,
It's the smell of my youth.
You tack a photo to the wall,
You smile the same way,
I look 2 inches taller.
It's the dreams still real,
It's the Halloween costumes,
It's the plastic spoons.
It's the way you said it,
You said it.
Said it like a name...
It's the trees.
Its the windows unwashed,
It's the way you said it.
You grip the side of the table,
You kick your legs wildly.
You look for an answer,
You don't hit anything.
It's the teeth still loose,
It's sleep still running,
It's the smell of my youth.
You tack a photo to the wall,
You smile the same way,
I look 2 inches taller.
It's the dreams still real,
It's the Halloween costumes,
It's the plastic spoons.
It's the way you said it,
You said it.
Said it like a name...
#bittersweet
#childhood
#sadness
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The Road and Her Shadow
I’ve walked roads with no names,
where the sky forgets the sun,
and the wind carries the sound of hearts breaking.
I’ve stood at the edge of longing,
watching her shadow move like smoke—
always close, but never mine.
She speaks in riddles,
her laughter a melody meant for another man’s ears,
but still, I listen,
still, I dream of her fingertips
tracing the map of my scars.
In her presence, I am undone,
a soldier laying down his sword,
a storm whispering its secrets to the sea.
Her beauty is not soft—it burns, ...
where the sky forgets the sun,
and the wind carries the sound of hearts breaking.
I’ve stood at the edge of longing,
watching her shadow move like smoke—
always close, but never mine.
She speaks in riddles,
her laughter a melody meant for another man’s ears,
but still, I listen,
still, I dream of her fingertips
tracing the map of my scars.
In her presence, I am undone,
a soldier laying down his sword,
a storm whispering its secrets to the sea.
Her beauty is not soft—it burns, ...
#bittersweet
#emotions
#hope #love
#hope #love
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Giver
You asked
For the
Stars
I promised
You
Every last
One we could
Count
But I
Don’t
Think the
Sky has
Anymore to
Give
In fact
It may
Never
Recover
What I
Took
From it
To give
To
You
I tore
Chunks
From my
Flesh
In the
Hopes
You’d hold
One
To your
Heart
You
Never
Liked the
Stars
Did you?
You always
Seemed
To prefer
The
Moon
...
For the
Stars
I promised
You
Every last
One we could
Count
But I
Don’t
Think the
Sky has
Anymore to
Give
In fact
It may
Never
Recover
What I
Took
From it
To give
To
You
I tore
Chunks
From my
Flesh
In the
Hopes
You’d hold
One
To your
Heart
You
Never
Liked the
Stars
Did you?
You always
Seemed
To prefer
The
Moon
...
#bittersweet
#emptiness
#heartbroken
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ALL THIS ANGER WAS ONCE LOVE
Hi, it’s been a minute since you and I talked.
Did you miss me back, just like I did?
Or did time erase me, scattering me like dust in the wind?
A love text could have brightened my day. Talk to me.
I’m tired of these endless debates, Fighting to see who hurts who.
We cannot find comfort in silence, Nor peace in all these shouts. Talk to me.
Do you feel it?
The weight of my double texts, Each one silently screaming,
"Babe, I’m hurting."
Do you feel the weight of your absence pressing heavy against my chest?
The...
Did you miss me back, just like I did?
Or did time erase me, scattering me like dust in the wind?
A love text could have brightened my day. Talk to me.
I’m tired of these endless debates, Fighting to see who hurts who.
We cannot find comfort in silence, Nor peace in all these shouts. Talk to me.
Do you feel it?
The weight of my double texts, Each one silently screaming,
"Babe, I’m hurting."
Do you feel the weight of your absence pressing heavy against my chest?
The...
#bittersweet
#emptiness
#frustration
#heartbroken
#loneliness
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All a dream
I dream of you at night
So peaceful and warm
Radiating your love
So serene and calm
Then I wake
With whirlwinds spinning in my head
Trying to decipher reality
From all the lies I've been fed
Were those magic moments
Real at all
Was it just my imagination
Running blindly into a wall
You said all the right words
Forever, care, love
But when you're nowhere to be found
All I feel is hurt
Maybe it was all a dream
Too perfect to be real
But it felt nice
Just to be able to...
So peaceful and warm
Radiating your love
So serene and calm
Then I wake
With whirlwinds spinning in my head
Trying to decipher reality
From all the lies I've been fed
Were those magic moments
Real at all
Was it just my imagination
Running blindly into a wall
You said all the right words
Forever, care, love
But when you're nowhere to be found
All I feel is hurt
Maybe it was all a dream
Too perfect to be real
But it felt nice
Just to be able to...
#bittersweet
#heartbroken
#hope
#love
#sadness
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