Poems About Bittersweet Seeking Friendly Advice
#bittersweet
not happy
Not Happy
This morning on a site. we saw the hotel where
Hemingway stayed to write an important book
We wait to see which bed he slept in, also
it is an ad when a site feels the need to out-basing
such triviality
In the newspaper, that day was struck the sameness
how articles were written "We need to talk about"
and so on
We are told of a Ukraine war, not the reason only
that Russia wants the rest of Europe and other
blatant lies
Any critical observation about Israel is dismissed
out of hand as anti-Semitic,...
This morning on a site. we saw the hotel where
Hemingway stayed to write an important book
We wait to see which bed he slept in, also
it is an ad when a site feels the need to out-basing
such triviality
In the newspaper, that day was struck the sameness
how articles were written "We need to talk about"
and so on
We are told of a Ukraine war, not the reason only
that Russia wants the rest of Europe and other
blatant lies
Any critical observation about Israel is dismissed
out of hand as anti-Semitic,...
#apathy
#bittersweet
#boredom #confusion
#boredom #confusion
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Bring you back home
Dreamed 'bout you last night
Beauty bowed at your feet
Angels looked at you with envy
God's masterpiece personified
We had time on our side
Living free without a care
No future to think and plan for
No burdens to bare
I held you in the cool autumn nights
Sitting in the back of my truck
Wondering what I did
To deserve such luck
We danced through golden fields
Barefoot we waded in the creek
Both waiting for the other
To say how we truly felt
But time betrayed us ...
Beauty bowed at your feet
Angels looked at you with envy
God's masterpiece personified
We had time on our side
Living free without a care
No future to think and plan for
No burdens to bare
I held you in the cool autumn nights
Sitting in the back of my truck
Wondering what I did
To deserve such luck
We danced through golden fields
Barefoot we waded in the creek
Both waiting for the other
To say how we truly felt
But time betrayed us ...
#bittersweet
#heartbroken
#memories
#nostalgia
#sadness
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The Aftermath
I have coughed out all my bile
A hollowness left behind
As the melancholy is wheezed out
I see the sunrise for the first time in a week
A morning I remember seeing in a dream
It smells like laundry and the windows are slightly frosted
In the wake of a sickness
I croak with the birds to welcome the sun
A hollowness left behind
As the melancholy is wheezed out
I see the sunrise for the first time in a week
A morning I remember seeing in a dream
It smells like laundry and the windows are slightly frosted
In the wake of a sickness
I croak with the birds to welcome the sun
#bittersweet
#healing
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the morning
The morning
Wake me up at six, I have an appointment
with a doctor at nine
At six, at six, at six, went into my head
I could not sleep
At four, I got up and drank a glass of wine
hoped this would lull my brain and get some
sleep
The wine worked well, I woke up at eight
It's too late for the doctor now. a need a bath
with that, she went back to bed
She slept to the forenoon and scolded me
once upon a time, she had been a stewardess
wore a nice uniform, I have the photo,
but she was not an actress and could not ...
Wake me up at six, I have an appointment
with a doctor at nine
At six, at six, at six, went into my head
I could not sleep
At four, I got up and drank a glass of wine
hoped this would lull my brain and get some
sleep
The wine worked well, I woke up at eight
It's too late for the doctor now. a need a bath
with that, she went back to bed
She slept to the forenoon and scolded me
once upon a time, she had been a stewardess
wore a nice uniform, I have the photo,
but she was not an actress and could not ...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#bittersweet
#boredom
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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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DU Poetry : Poems About Bittersweet Seeking Friendly Advice