Least Read Poems About Bittersweet
#bittersweet
poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2025 12:15pm
22nd Mar 2025 12:15pm
You can't see sadness here
You can't see sadness here
My friends
Because I am a happy men
And I am living a beautiful
Life that my father gave to me
Many years ago
After he made me with
His holy hands
And placed me on earth
To live
Friends I love my life
Here on earth
My friends
Because I am a happy men
And I am living a beautiful
Life that my father gave to me
Many years ago
After he made me with
His holy hands
And placed me on earth
To live
Friends I love my life
Here on earth
#anger
#bittersweet
#despair
#loneliness
#regret
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Ashriyon
Poem Published
25th Mar 2025 4:39pm
25th Mar 2025 4:39pm
Writers thoughts
I write and write for hours, you see,
With ink-stained fingers, I set my thoughts free.
Words dance on paper, a rhythm, a song,
Yet silence replies, where do I belong?
The clock ticks away, as shadows grow long,
Each line that I craft, feels both weak and strong.
I pour out my heart, my dreams and my fears,
But the echo I hear just adds to my tears.
In each stanza I weave, a story untold,
Hoping for warmth, a connection to hold.
Yet the stillness surrounds me, a heavy, soft shroud,
I whisper my musings but never aloud. ...
With ink-stained fingers, I set my thoughts free.
Words dance on paper, a rhythm, a song,
Yet silence replies, where do I belong?
The clock ticks away, as shadows grow long,
Each line that I craft, feels both weak and strong.
I pour out my heart, my dreams and my fears,
But the echo I hear just adds to my tears.
In each stanza I weave, a story untold,
Hoping for warmth, a connection to hold.
Yet the stillness surrounds me, a heavy, soft shroud,
I whisper my musings but never aloud. ...
#bittersweet
#fear
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oskar
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 2:10pm
24th Dec 2024 2:10pm
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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oskar
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 10:28am
5th Jan 2025 10:28am
homecoming
homecoming
I was back in my village
had a plastic bag in my hand
looking for a bin to throw the bag away
in the house I once lived
An officious-looking young adult
I knew when he was a boy
told me I couldn't leave the bag there
I walked past a group of women
they saw me and whispered
since no one called my name, I walked on
at the old part of the village
I saw a café that looked like a living room
I asked for a glass of wine
A pleasant-looking old lady brought
a bottle, she called young wine
bottled...
I was back in my village
had a plastic bag in my hand
looking for a bin to throw the bag away
in the house I once lived
An officious-looking young adult
I knew when he was a boy
told me I couldn't leave the bag there
I walked past a group of women
they saw me and whispered
since no one called my name, I walked on
at the old part of the village
I saw a café that looked like a living room
I asked for a glass of wine
A pleasant-looking old lady brought
a bottle, she called young wine
bottled...
#bittersweet
#disappointment
#loneliness
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StillisinInk
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 5:14am
5th Feb 2025 5:14am
mercy.
swore to myself
I won't fall for your pleadings
will ignore you when you cry for help
leave you there all alone
just how you did to me
but one glance at you
and my heart yearns to help you
even if it means
breaking myself again allover
you knew it,didn't you?
I cant leave you suffering
to fix pieces of me
so here i am again
going in circles
you hurt me
I fix you
My brain begs for mercy
my heart wishes for your well being
you knew it,didn't you?
I cant leave you suffering
to fix pieces...
I won't fall for your pleadings
will ignore you when you cry for help
leave you there all alone
just how you did to me
but one glance at you
and my heart yearns to help you
even if it means
breaking myself again allover
you knew it,didn't you?
I cant leave you suffering
to fix pieces of me
so here i am again
going in circles
you hurt me
I fix you
My brain begs for mercy
my heart wishes for your well being
you knew it,didn't you?
I cant leave you suffering
to fix pieces...
#bittersweet
#fear
#manipulation
#sadness
#UnrequitedLove
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oskar
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 10:58am
19th Feb 2025 10:58am
social media
Social media
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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