SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
Today 11:56am
Today 11:56am
4/3/20
Pulled a bunch of salt
off of my eyelashes- that’s
how my day has been.
GRIEF
off of my eyelashes- that’s
how my day has been.
GRIEF
#grief
#senryu
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da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
Today 5:07am
Today 5:07am
The Acquiescence of Grief
The pain remains and never ceases
Over time we just collect the pieces
Of our hearts as we depart our grieving
When we start the part of our healing
Dealing with the loss of a loved one
Is like emotional eclipsing of the Sun
The one that gave you many sunny days
Unfortunately has met their end of days
Passed away but stay in our thoughts
They lost the battle that they fought
Then we're caught in the cycle of grief
A cycle that never seems to be too brief
Relief comes in the form of fond memories ...
Over time we just collect the pieces
Of our hearts as we depart our grieving
When we start the part of our healing
Dealing with the loss of a loved one
Is like emotional eclipsing of the Sun
The one that gave you many sunny days
Unfortunately has met their end of days
Passed away but stay in our thoughts
They lost the battle that they fought
Then we're caught in the cycle of grief
A cycle that never seems to be too brief
Relief comes in the form of fond memories ...
#love
#grief
#strength #death
#strength #death
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CherryLoveNotes
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:30pm
Yesterday 4:30pm
The Wickedness Of Man
Holding on in the mist of stinging rain
When the skies decants the elements of earthly tears
Self-mutilated genocide we answer in compliance
Heads bowed in grief from formula vested
In the intellect of mortal minds we befall
Carried to the lower gullies by our hands to slaughter
Detraction of the cause
Destruction of its hidden merit
Eyes see, hearts feel, the remedy we cannot touch
In the satisfaction of its hungered cure
We writhe of optimism
God’s consecrated image walking upright in the pit of his own hellish demise ...
When the skies decants the elements of earthly tears
Self-mutilated genocide we answer in compliance
Heads bowed in grief from formula vested
In the intellect of mortal minds we befall
Carried to the lower gullies by our hands to slaughter
Detraction of the cause
Destruction of its hidden merit
Eyes see, hearts feel, the remedy we cannot touch
In the satisfaction of its hungered cure
We writhe of optimism
God’s consecrated image walking upright in the pit of his own hellish demise ...
#grief
#corruption
#politics #death
#politics #death
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timkit
Tim Kitchen
Tim Kitchen
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:20pm
Yesterday 4:20pm
Alice
As Alice arrives at the Hospital door
a couple smile and say hello.
The girl who is heavy with child
asks which way they should go.
Alice leans over to reach him
to kiss him for one last goodbye.
A silent tear rolls down her face
as with sadness she begins to cry.
They’d been together a very long time
thinking they had more years to come.
But illness came and frailty ensued
now their life together is done.
After some time by his bed, she left
and on hearing a noise she smiled.
Coming...
a couple smile and say hello.
The girl who is heavy with child
asks which way they should go.
Alice leans over to reach him
to kiss him for one last goodbye.
A silent tear rolls down her face
as with sadness she begins to cry.
They’d been together a very long time
thinking they had more years to come.
But illness came and frailty ensued
now their life together is done.
After some time by his bed, she left
and on hearing a noise she smiled.
Coming...
#happiness
#sadness
#grief #birth
#grief #birth
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Jezkeebs
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:05am
Yesterday 7:05am
Endless beach
There is a endless beach up north they say
I think I will find it today
There I will wind up today
When I get to it I'll know what to find
A girl that's singing a rhyme
She will know me I won't tell a lie
Her green eyes ashine with salt air
Her sweet words like the deep sea and blue sky
We will swim to the cave and find the pearl that rests beneath the shattered waves
That tells us not to shed a tear or cry wistfully for a gentle and tender goodbye
As I walk down the endless beach can the sand
Clean my toes as I hold the silver pearl and...
I think I will find it today
There I will wind up today
When I get to it I'll know what to find
A girl that's singing a rhyme
She will know me I won't tell a lie
Her green eyes ashine with salt air
Her sweet words like the deep sea and blue sky
We will swim to the cave and find the pearl that rests beneath the shattered waves
That tells us not to shed a tear or cry wistfully for a gentle and tender goodbye
As I walk down the endless beach can the sand
Clean my toes as I hold the silver pearl and...
#grief
#friendship
#beach
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brokentitanium
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:51am
Yesterday 1:51am
That time you missed my birthday
That’s when I grew up.
It’s when I knew
I didn’t figure in your plans
or rise to your consciousness
Time to put on the big girl pants,
get on with life on my own
So I did
with a vengeance
turning aloneness to fierce independence
wearing shame shamelessly as bravado
Maybe I miss all that could have been
if I had really mattered in your life.
Maybe -- but I don’t know --
I can’t imagine it anymore;
I don’t.
Maybe I’m grateful
You set me adrift
….set me alight….
Although your memory...
It’s when I knew
I didn’t figure in your plans
or rise to your consciousness
Time to put on the big girl pants,
get on with life on my own
So I did
with a vengeance
turning aloneness to fierce independence
wearing shame shamelessly as bravado
Maybe I miss all that could have been
if I had really mattered in your life.
Maybe -- but I don’t know --
I can’t imagine it anymore;
I don’t.
Maybe I’m grateful
You set me adrift
….set me alight….
Although your memory...
#grief
#fire
#acceptance
19 reads
6 Comments
Valeriya
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 9:35am
2nd Apr 2020 9:35am
Slippage Repeats Itself if you Linger Here
Linger here with me, where
voices of insanity swirl within
the whirlpool of a naked river.
Where pine tar drips, like tears
from a bleeding conifer,
torn asunder by words,
not intended to be spoken,
aloud.
Cries, heard of myself
when I was young,
trapped,
in vulnerability of a blossom
submerged in wax
Reaching high, where a cross
stitch pattern of lonely confusion
weaves it's way through
determination
etching out promises
never kept
Promises of a breath that ...
voices of insanity swirl within
the whirlpool of a naked river.
Where pine tar drips, like tears
from a bleeding conifer,
torn asunder by words,
not intended to be spoken,
aloud.
Cries, heard of myself
when I was young,
trapped,
in vulnerability of a blossom
submerged in wax
Reaching high, where a cross
stitch pattern of lonely confusion
weaves it's way through
determination
etching out promises
never kept
Promises of a breath that ...
#sadness
#grief
#dark
42 reads
5 Comments
JOY
Joybell
Joybell
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 3:33am
2nd Apr 2020 3:33am
Young Heart
Young soul's
First attachment
Lacks experience
Loves hard
Falls harder
Easily influenced
Guilt ridden
Modifies behaviour
Acknowledgement sort
Partners attitude, unchanged
Tries Harder
Reforms habits
Demands reassurance
Little reaction
Young soul confused by her lovers absence
Tempers flare
Arguments "normal"
Vulnerabilities exposed
Her fault
Manipulated, responsibility taken
Partnership unbalanced
Buttons pushed
Arguments fostered. ...
First attachment
Lacks experience
Loves hard
Falls harder
Easily influenced
Guilt ridden
Modifies behaviour
Acknowledgement sort
Partners attitude, unchanged
Tries Harder
Reforms habits
Demands reassurance
Little reaction
Young soul confused by her lovers absence
Tempers flare
Arguments "normal"
Vulnerabilities exposed
Her fault
Manipulated, responsibility taken
Partnership unbalanced
Buttons pushed
Arguments fostered. ...
#grief
#heartbroken
#breakup #emotional
#breakup #emotional
32 reads
1 Comment
JeanieShyrle83
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 00:03am
2nd Apr 2020 00:03am
Flipping Coins
Afraid to speak a single thought, lest the rest come tumbling in its wake...
The worries you've sworn to have fought, have come for Judgement Day
Living in a mist.
Every action automatic.
Daily woes unfounded.
Narrowed panoramic.
The next step was There, no turning back around
My foundation somehow slipped, and all that's left... is Now.
How painful it is to have your vision Cut to tailor such narrow tragedy.
Reality forced upon you with the stink of your own Mortality.
The journey I aspired to, I can't even see it ...
The worries you've sworn to have fought, have come for Judgement Day
Living in a mist.
Every action automatic.
Daily woes unfounded.
Narrowed panoramic.
The next step was There, no turning back around
My foundation somehow slipped, and all that's left... is Now.
How painful it is to have your vision Cut to tailor such narrow tragedy.
Reality forced upon you with the stink of your own Mortality.
The journey I aspired to, I can't even see it ...
#regret
#grief
#strength
#addiction
#determination
28 reads
4 Comments
Oliviahoney
Poem Published
1st Apr 2020 00:52am
1st Apr 2020 00:52am
Lamenting
The transcendent nature of life, always taken for granted.
It slips through your fingers effortlessly, barely noticed and recognized.
Only noted when the absence is keenly felt, and the pain moves into your heart.
All emotions lost with those interred in the ground, nothing left but the intangible.
The silence deafening the heart-rending
Internal storms washing away all that came before
Nothing but the emptiness left behind by the fleeting soul
The sun shining the heat radiating all an illusion
Empty...
It slips through your fingers effortlessly, barely noticed and recognized.
Only noted when the absence is keenly felt, and the pain moves into your heart.
All emotions lost with those interred in the ground, nothing left but the intangible.
The silence deafening the heart-rending
Internal storms washing away all that came before
Nothing but the emptiness left behind by the fleeting soul
The sun shining the heat radiating all an illusion
Empty...
#grief
#bittersweet
43 reads
1 Comment
NBathory
Natalia
Natalia
Poem Published
31st Mar 2020 3:17pm
31st Mar 2020 3:17pm
Porcelain doll
We are porcelain dolls
Frozen, nameless feelings...
Through life, melancholy performances
The devil watches the show
But god closes his eyes
We are not people, we are living puppets
Painted with a fine brush
Each stroke cuts, red razors
But it will take longer for the paint to fade
In the theatre the entrance is locked
After the right trials and mistakes
To die at the end of the play,
is the actress happiness
No need for love, nor affection
From the tears of a lifeless princess
This death turns into art
I am...
Frozen, nameless feelings...
Through life, melancholy performances
The devil watches the show
But god closes his eyes
We are not people, we are living puppets
Painted with a fine brush
Each stroke cuts, red razors
But it will take longer for the paint to fade
In the theatre the entrance is locked
After the right trials and mistakes
To die at the end of the play,
is the actress happiness
No need for love, nor affection
From the tears of a lifeless princess
This death turns into art
I am...
#sadness
#regret
#grief
#dark
#despair
75 reads
11 Comments
Particles_Of_HerII
Poem Published
30th Mar 2020 4:38am
30th Mar 2020 4:38am
A fragment of beautiful in it all
she was
just one long
non fictional
story
with an
ending that
finally healed
itself
just one long
non fictional
story
with an
ending that
finally healed
itself
#love
#grief
#home
#SelfReflection
#denial
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