Poems About Bittersweet Seeking Friendly Advice
#bittersweet
oskar
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 9:44am
8th Apr 2024 9:44am
the client kingdom
A client kingdom
So here we are a day older and yet learning more
who would have thought the blowing up of
the North Stream 2 helped by the Norwegian navy?'
Few knew this annal little country had the capability
the technical know-how to help in this
dastardly conduct.
This little country up North with deep fjords and
reindeer, snow, the tourist industry, and waterfalls
who has gone woke, electric cars and solar panels
This little country that thinks of going the whole
hog and doing away with money could do this
this little...
So here we are a day older and yet learning more
who would have thought the blowing up of
the North Stream 2 helped by the Norwegian navy?'
Few knew this annal little country had the capability
the technical know-how to help in this
dastardly conduct.
This little country up North with deep fjords and
reindeer, snow, the tourist industry, and waterfalls
who has gone woke, electric cars and solar panels
This little country that thinks of going the whole
hog and doing away with money could do this
this little...
#anger
#confusion
#boredom #bittersweet
#boredom #bittersweet
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oskar
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 6:56pm
5th Apr 2024 6:56pm
the boy sailor
the boy sailor
in 1955, I took a bus to a cove where a ship anchored
along the ship's railing, a group of scowling men passing
time passing, the time spitting into the water.
In the galley, the cook was cleaning his nails using a fish knife
I giant man no one dared to cross him. a friend for life.
With a hardheaded crew and a million cockroaches, a new chapter had begun.
e wore the gray bandana, pallid skin caused by endemic
poverty no soap could rinse away, felt a kinship with them
and they were kind to me a boy peeling their potatoes. ...
in 1955, I took a bus to a cove where a ship anchored
along the ship's railing, a group of scowling men passing
time passing, the time spitting into the water.
In the galley, the cook was cleaning his nails using a fish knife
I giant man no one dared to cross him. a friend for life.
With a hardheaded crew and a million cockroaches, a new chapter had begun.
e wore the gray bandana, pallid skin caused by endemic
poverty no soap could rinse away, felt a kinship with them
and they were kind to me a boy peeling their potatoes. ...
#anger
#breakup
#betrayal
#apathy
#bittersweet
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Diaryofabasketcase
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 4:43am
5th Apr 2024 4:43am
The Silent Goodbye
The Silent Goodbye
I must leave now, it’s time
I must go, our story’s over
Our fairytale ended
I can’t mend it, I’ve grown colder
The love for you has died
I guess I killed it in a way
A promise I made to myself
And so I cannot stay
The darkness in me spread
I’d say that yeah I hit rock bottom
I fell down my own rabbit hole
The demon’s came, I fought them
And in the end they won
My time is done
It’s time to leave
It hurts to have to let you go
The both of us will grieve
...
I must leave now, it’s time
I must go, our story’s over
Our fairytale ended
I can’t mend it, I’ve grown colder
The love for you has died
I guess I killed it in a way
A promise I made to myself
And so I cannot stay
The darkness in me spread
I’d say that yeah I hit rock bottom
I fell down my own rabbit hole
The demon’s came, I fought them
And in the end they won
My time is done
It’s time to leave
It hurts to have to let you go
The both of us will grieve
...
#sadness
#heartbroken
#death
#illness
#bittersweet
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Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
4th Apr 2024 10:26am
4th Apr 2024 10:26am
Dizzying heights
I had sex with my dad's best friend for the first time.
He approached me and grabbed my cock.
I was totally shocked,so I pulled away.
My dizzying fear,as Imagined my dad,would come back from shopping and catch me and his best friend pounding away.
I was frozen.
He was moaning and groaning.
Calling out my name.
I tried to make him stop.
But his strength was too much.
When he finished he left shortly after.
When i grow up, I want to be an actor.
...
He approached me and grabbed my cock.
I was totally shocked,so I pulled away.
My dizzying fear,as Imagined my dad,would come back from shopping and catch me and his best friend pounding away.
I was frozen.
He was moaning and groaning.
Calling out my name.
I tried to make him stop.
But his strength was too much.
When he finished he left shortly after.
When i grow up, I want to be an actor.
...
#shame
#confusion
#bittersweet #fear
#bittersweet #fear
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cityoflullabies
Wrath
Wrath
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 10:08pm
3rd Apr 2024 10:08pm
Broken Record
I've been singing the same song for years
in different tunes and to different people.
I've watched the faces light up
one by one,
become their anthem,
and as the days went on,
the words changed
ever so slightly
for each and every one
until I was serenading them-
toasting to their hands,
to their teeth,
to their shoulders.
Celebrating every little piece of them,
because they'd heard my lonely crooning
and mistaken it for a symphony,
and I,
like most musicians,
foolishly wrote song after song
for the...
in different tunes and to different people.
I've watched the faces light up
one by one,
become their anthem,
and as the days went on,
the words changed
ever so slightly
for each and every one
until I was serenading them-
toasting to their hands,
to their teeth,
to their shoulders.
Celebrating every little piece of them,
because they'd heard my lonely crooning
and mistaken it for a symphony,
and I,
like most musicians,
foolishly wrote song after song
for the...
#music
#bittersweet
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Maple666
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 7:35pm
2nd Apr 2024 7:35pm
End of a Chapter.
And I feel it the slipping of your hand from mine the end of chapter, my hands shake. Not knowing if I can turn the last page. When my character meets her demise Scrawled in a black ink calligraphic script shaped with outstanding penmanship. It’s show’s artistic flair and with the nib of a pen I exit the storyline with perfect strokes of black ink I witness a plot twist I had not foreseen am I so blind to all the characters who took my words on the paper. I honestly thought they were all mine but maybe I missed a chapter in my contented fantasy. I am an avid reader.
it’s not...
it’s not...
#heartbroken
#breakup
#TimeHeals
#disappointment
#bittersweet
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Diaryofabasketcase
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 8:04pm
1st Apr 2024 8:04pm
Bye Best Friend
I didn’t think I’d see you again
Not until tomorrow
But here you are, you came so far
Yet all I have is sorrow
I told you that I needed you
I had something to say
I set the date, you couldn’t wait
You showed up anyway
I didn’t want to hurt you
You hugged me and I cried
You told me you’d be here for me
And then I said goodbye
I hope I didn’t break your heart
I really had to go
We promised not to fall in love
And you’re not mine I know
We’ve been best friends forever
Ever since we...
Not until tomorrow
But here you are, you came so far
Yet all I have is sorrow
I told you that I needed you
I had something to say
I set the date, you couldn’t wait
You showed up anyway
I didn’t want to hurt you
You hugged me and I cried
You told me you’d be here for me
And then I said goodbye
I hope I didn’t break your heart
I really had to go
We promised not to fall in love
And you’re not mine I know
We’ve been best friends forever
Ever since we...
#breakup
#conflict
#UnrequitedLove
#MovingOn
#bittersweet
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oskar
Poem Published
31st Mar 2024 6:41pm
31st Mar 2024 6:41pm
small forest
small forest
The small forest or the woods by the white road
made of crushed sea-shells, was a place of enchantment
Squirrels played here and had no fear of lone dreamers
stumbling over oak roots.
I used to walk there when cows had
been milked, fed
and the mucking out was done,
fresh strew strewn
in stalls, and the barn had contented animals
I could do so many things in the forest, be an Indian or
take out my pocket phonographic book,
the milkmaid
gave me and masturbated.
especially drawn to pictures of cunnilingus women ...
The small forest or the woods by the white road
made of crushed sea-shells, was a place of enchantment
Squirrels played here and had no fear of lone dreamers
stumbling over oak roots.
I used to walk there when cows had
been milked, fed
and the mucking out was done,
fresh strew strewn
in stalls, and the barn had contented animals
I could do so many things in the forest, be an Indian or
take out my pocket phonographic book,
the milkmaid
gave me and masturbated.
especially drawn to pictures of cunnilingus women ...
#anxiety
#courage
#admiration
#apathy
#bittersweet
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thepositivelydark
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 6:18pm
30th Mar 2024 6:18pm
a case of you
The train has left –
The last clinks of our bottles of champagne,
Bottles of wine, still echoes in my head.
Like it was just last night,
Like the rest of the world wasn’t louder than
Whatever's in the godforsaken bubble.
It popped, like every bubble does.
Some might say it could just be my brain
Finally catching up
To whatever sickly, sickening throw-up of youth I had put on the pages,
Too young –
Too hungover
From the affections and attentions
And confections of a true blue connoisseur. ...
The last clinks of our bottles of champagne,
Bottles of wine, still echoes in my head.
Like it was just last night,
Like the rest of the world wasn’t louder than
Whatever's in the godforsaken bubble.
It popped, like every bubble does.
Some might say it could just be my brain
Finally catching up
To whatever sickly, sickening throw-up of youth I had put on the pages,
Too young –
Too hungover
From the affections and attentions
And confections of a true blue connoisseur. ...
#love
#confessional
#SelfDiscovery
#healing
#bittersweet
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Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 8:48am
29th Mar 2024 8:48am
Come to this.
Does she have the money to repay me back?
It's quite alot to ask for.
No assets.
No cash.
I know that's a crock of Crap!
You can't get blood from a stone.
What's the point of taking her to court?
But she's in a good job.
She drives a BMW and Jaguar.
Lives in a gorgeous 6 bedroom mansion in Hampstead.
Last week,she had a swimming pool and steam and sauna room,and spa fitted.
She keeps saying that it's not a big deal. That,spas,swimming pools,etc .Doesn't cost that much nowadays.
Whilst...
It's quite alot to ask for.
No assets.
No cash.
I know that's a crock of Crap!
You can't get blood from a stone.
What's the point of taking her to court?
But she's in a good job.
She drives a BMW and Jaguar.
Lives in a gorgeous 6 bedroom mansion in Hampstead.
Last week,she had a swimming pool and steam and sauna room,and spa fitted.
She keeps saying that it's not a big deal. That,spas,swimming pools,etc .Doesn't cost that much nowadays.
Whilst...
#sadness
#anger
#heartbroken
#confusion
#bittersweet
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oskar
Poem Published
25th Mar 2024 7:17am
25th Mar 2024 7:17am
the fisher man
The Lonely Fisherman
He sat on a rowing boat in the fjord
he wore a yellow
raincoat and a southwestern cap matching his coat
was like seeing a French movie, an intellectual one
I couldn’t stand by the window all-day
reading sat on the sofa reading a novel
a book too long, a mind-numbing love story.
I read several pages, then gave up and looked out of the window
the boat was there,
and his cap was floating like a life raft for
I held my breath had he drowned, then the man got
up he had fallen in his boat, perhaps slipped on a...
He sat on a rowing boat in the fjord
he wore a yellow
raincoat and a southwestern cap matching his coat
was like seeing a French movie, an intellectual one
I couldn’t stand by the window all-day
reading sat on the sofa reading a novel
a book too long, a mind-numbing love story.
I read several pages, then gave up and looked out of the window
the boat was there,
and his cap was floating like a life raft for
I held my breath had he drowned, then the man got
up he had fallen in his boat, perhaps slipped on a...
#anxiety
#apathy
#boredom #bittersweet
#boredom #bittersweet
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Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
24th Mar 2024 8:00pm
24th Mar 2024 8:00pm
Even if he changed. He'd still be the same.
I know I was called to be here. But....
Saturday night,both eaten a Donner kebab.
Went to bed. Yet again,
Had dreadful sex. And if that wasn't enough.
I could have dropped down dead,when he said, he was in love with me. And had never met anyone like me.
./$::^%$#%;%&;$%
Not sure if he was having a laugh.
So I laughed,stuffed the remainder of my kebab into my Mouth,and proceeded to get some sleep.
The following week,he wanted to impregnate me. He could just see me with our baby.#^$;^&^^;(^$"%%&*.
But first(as he...
Saturday night,both eaten a Donner kebab.
Went to bed. Yet again,
Had dreadful sex. And if that wasn't enough.
I could have dropped down dead,when he said, he was in love with me. And had never met anyone like me.
./$::^%$#%;%&;$%
Not sure if he was having a laugh.
So I laughed,stuffed the remainder of my kebab into my Mouth,and proceeded to get some sleep.
The following week,he wanted to impregnate me. He could just see me with our baby.#^$;^&^^;(^$"%%&*.
But first(as he...
#sadness
#despair
#bittersweet
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