Poems About Bittersweet Seeking Honest Critique
#bittersweet
Salute
I raise my glass in a silent salute
For the hardships I’ve gone through, and the achievements I’ve earned
It leaves a bittersweet blanket over my tongue
Yet I down the drink, and set the glass on the table
Regardless of its content, I’ll quench my thirst.
For the hardships I’ve gone through, and the achievements I’ve earned
It leaves a bittersweet blanket over my tongue
Yet I down the drink, and set the glass on the table
Regardless of its content, I’ll quench my thirst.
#bittersweet
#faith
#strength
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And cut
if not you then who if not them than you
pick a side let it slide
snide lies
let time fly by
like a stut t ter why
cant I fly
I'm out of time
bye
pick a side let it slide
snide lies
let time fly by
like a stut t ter why
cant I fly
I'm out of time
bye
#bittersweet
#denial
#disappointment
#regret
#rejection
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Replication
Your eagerness echoed his persistence,
both vestiges of the whispered call
I heard telling me I was home
in his arms and from his chest so many lives ago
Not to mention my first follow, little cloud left me in darkness
Model 4, not counting revisions within editions,
wrought, knowingly, with pitfalls and potholes and risk
with blind eyes wide open, I enter
high risk; an exponential increase to the charge
I am sparking, seeking a flame to burn only me
The distortions I've been spinning myself,
thinking in moments I...
both vestiges of the whispered call
I heard telling me I was home
in his arms and from his chest so many lives ago
Not to mention my first follow, little cloud left me in darkness
Model 4, not counting revisions within editions,
wrought, knowingly, with pitfalls and potholes and risk
with blind eyes wide open, I enter
high risk; an exponential increase to the charge
I am sparking, seeking a flame to burn only me
The distortions I've been spinning myself,
thinking in moments I...
#bittersweet
#grief
#loneliness #sadness
#loneliness #sadness
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Yellow sweater
A yellow sweater, soft and warm,
Wrapped around me in the night.
His arms, unknown, but felt like home,
In the slumber, I was lost.
I held on as if to never let go,
My tears would fall.
A quiet cry,
No words at all.
I woke up, cheeks damp,
Their warmth lingering as if they were ever there.
The warmth stayed close,
A quiet ache, him I called, a home
Wrapped around me in the night.
His arms, unknown, but felt like home,
In the slumber, I was lost.
I held on as if to never let go,
My tears would fall.
A quiet cry,
No words at all.
I woke up, cheeks damp,
Their warmth lingering as if they were ever there.
The warmth stayed close,
A quiet ache, him I called, a home
#bittersweet
#hope
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Transdniestrian Sentiment.
All there is.
Is the silence.
The high pitched squeal.
Of the death of my hearing.
And.
I can hear the emptiness punctuated with electrical whines.
Anticipating something to just.
Fill the air.
With an angsty.
Revolt.
Against the.
Calm.
Is the silence.
The high pitched squeal.
Of the death of my hearing.
And.
I can hear the emptiness punctuated with electrical whines.
Anticipating something to just.
Fill the air.
With an angsty.
Revolt.
Against the.
Calm.
#bittersweet
#boredom
#emptiness
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Quake in Aleppo
Quake in Aleppo
The ground shook
And the earth stood up
Wihile the world watched
But no help will come to Aleppo
Cause a tyrant rules
With his russian fools
No help comes to Aleppo
As history crumbles
A land steeped in history
People in misery
Propped up leader assad
Is a puppet of Putin
2 year old boy buried in rubble
But he’s not saved by rubles
Or by Wagner ruthlessly
Killing the innocent’s
Puppet can’t protect his citizens
Propped up by thugs and thieves ...
The ground shook
And the earth stood up
Wihile the world watched
But no help will come to Aleppo
Cause a tyrant rules
With his russian fools
No help comes to Aleppo
As history crumbles
A land steeped in history
People in misery
Propped up leader assad
Is a puppet of Putin
2 year old boy buried in rubble
But he’s not saved by rubles
Or by Wagner ruthlessly
Killing the innocent’s
Puppet can’t protect his citizens
Propped up by thugs and thieves ...
#bittersweet
#sadness
#suffering
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Love's Untamed Fabric
If you seek a love,
That sits neatly, pressed smooth as linen,
I cannot give you that,
Because true love - is wild.
It is as untamed as fire,
And it dances with the wind.
It is a patchwork of wounds,
Broken promises, mistakes and dreams,
It is heavy with the weight of unspoken things.
It is silent sighs stitched together in laughter,
And tears like summer storms on cracked pavements.
Its is daunting daydreams and many sleepless nights woven into one another.
And yes, our hearts will stumble,
And fumble...
That sits neatly, pressed smooth as linen,
I cannot give you that,
Because true love - is wild.
It is as untamed as fire,
And it dances with the wind.
It is a patchwork of wounds,
Broken promises, mistakes and dreams,
It is heavy with the weight of unspoken things.
It is silent sighs stitched together in laughter,
And tears like summer storms on cracked pavements.
Its is daunting daydreams and many sleepless nights woven into one another.
And yes, our hearts will stumble,
And fumble...
#bittersweet
#IMissYou
#UnrequitedLove
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ART OF LETTING GO
Is there any art in letting go?
Because i let go.
What do i do?
Frame my tears?
Or tame my fears?
Can everything really turn happy?
I,too, wished to see the ‘half glass full’
But i didn’t, when they left me in a jiffy.
I thought I was the epitome of bravery.
Turns out there was no one worse than me.
I'm lost, baby,
I'm so lost.
Have seen my home breaking apart.
Made paper boats every time i looked at you to hold myself up.
Couldn’t save the titanic though.
But the thing i thought at last, was me finally getting rest.
Because i let go.
What do i do?
Frame my tears?
Or tame my fears?
Can everything really turn happy?
I,too, wished to see the ‘half glass full’
But i didn’t, when they left me in a jiffy.
I thought I was the epitome of bravery.
Turns out there was no one worse than me.
I'm lost, baby,
I'm so lost.
Have seen my home breaking apart.
Made paper boats every time i looked at you to hold myself up.
Couldn’t save the titanic though.
But the thing i thought at last, was me finally getting rest.
#bittersweet
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Paper boats
Watched you from afar,
always metres away,
The way you laughed with your friends,
cliche?
There was something about you,
your eyes, your kindness.
The little metro tickets i had
turned into little boats
everytime you looked into my eyes.
Just yesterday,
i let them off in rain
since it’s time to let you go
isn’t that the final step of falling for you?
always metres away,
The way you laughed with your friends,
cliche?
There was something about you,
your eyes, your kindness.
The little metro tickets i had
turned into little boats
everytime you looked into my eyes.
Just yesterday,
i let them off in rain
since it’s time to let you go
isn’t that the final step of falling for you?
#bittersweet
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Arrivederci winter
Now it is finally the time
To say
Arrivederci winter
It was indeed a long Winter
I was already getting sick
Of the winter
That never seem to ended
Now finally my Father brought the spring today
And I am very happy about that
Also my Father brought back
Home the birds that I was missing
For a long time now
At night time I live the windows
Open so it can cool my house
Because I have no air conditioning
In my house
And I been living in my house
For a long time now
Also I love the area I live in
The...
To say
Arrivederci winter
It was indeed a long Winter
I was already getting sick
Of the winter
That never seem to ended
Now finally my Father brought the spring today
And I am very happy about that
Also my Father brought back
Home the birds that I was missing
For a long time now
At night time I live the windows
Open so it can cool my house
Because I have no air conditioning
In my house
And I been living in my house
For a long time now
Also I love the area I live in
The...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#bittersweet
#boredom
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Shifting Courses
The riverside was my home
and I went there every morning,
a secure feeling along the banks
so for more, I kept yearning.
Alas! It changed its course,
with it went the rocks and twigs,
my home was left just a house,
What now do I do with your gifts?
and I went there every morning,
a secure feeling along the banks
so for more, I kept yearning.
Alas! It changed its course,
with it went the rocks and twigs,
my home was left just a house,
What now do I do with your gifts?
#bittersweet
#despair
#MovingOn #river
#MovingOn #river
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Veiled Love
The true depths of selfishness
I had never touched
Until I met you
Never feeling its cuts,
I could never have knew
Just how bladed it was
Victim after victim, a gluttonous lust
Seeming to serve you all that you want
While feeding on your primal thoughts
Stripping the essence from all that you love
Instilling the eternal instinct of one
caught in the grip of sadness
I was dragged into a fiery realm
my tears white with phosphorus
Burning holes through my skin as they fell
These iron chains
Forged...
I had never touched
Until I met you
Never feeling its cuts,
I could never have knew
Just how bladed it was
Victim after victim, a gluttonous lust
Seeming to serve you all that you want
While feeding on your primal thoughts
Stripping the essence from all that you love
Instilling the eternal instinct of one
caught in the grip of sadness
I was dragged into a fiery realm
my tears white with phosphorus
Burning holes through my skin as they fell
These iron chains
Forged...
#bittersweet
#courage
#heartbroken
#nightmares
#suffering
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