poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 12:40pm
8th Jan 2025 12:40pm
Never too late
Never too late
To make new
Friends in our
Lives
Because we
Just have
A few friends
And we want
To increase the number
Of friends
We are going
To take our
Time making new friends
Because we feel that
We should not rush
Making friends
Yes we need to
Chose our friends
And hope that
Our friends will accept
Us the way we are
We are choosing
The middle class
People to be our
Friends
And not the rich
People
Because they
Hate the middle
Class people
To make new
Friends in our
Lives
Because we
Just have
A few friends
And we want
To increase the number
Of friends
We are going
To take our
Time making new friends
Because we feel that
We should not rush
Making friends
Yes we need to
Chose our friends
And hope that
Our friends will accept
Us the way we are
We are choosing
The middle class
People to be our
Friends
And not the rich
People
Because they
Hate the middle
Class people
#boredom
#grief
#loneliness
#regret
#shame
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
31st Dec 2024 6:47pm
31st Dec 2024 6:47pm
Koan 8
Everything.
Seems so.
Pointless.
As though.
Nothing.
Improved.
Years spent.
Refining.
My writing.
For what?
Comments.
Live chats.
Everything.
Transitionary.
Liminal.
Passions.
Are what.
You can't stop.
Doing.
Even if you think it's futile.
Seems so.
Pointless.
As though.
Nothing.
Improved.
Years spent.
Refining.
My writing.
For what?
Comments.
Live chats.
Everything.
Transitionary.
Liminal.
Passions.
Are what.
You can't stop.
Doing.
Even if you think it's futile.
#grief
#regret
#sadness #shame
#sadness #shame
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 11:58pm
30th Dec 2024 11:58pm
Koan 8
Love was.
Something.
I used to.
Long.
For.
Now.
It's just.
A sentimental.
Performative.
Poorly done.
Art.
Piece.
Something.
I used to.
Long.
For.
Now.
It's just.
A sentimental.
Performative.
Poorly done.
Art.
Piece.
#denial
#grief
#regret #rejection
#regret #rejection
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Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 6:08pm
30th Dec 2024 6:08pm
Back to Michigan
They say you can't go back...
cause it won't be the same...
be it a job, relationship or a hometown -
unless you return in a box...like my daddy.
The body of my father...a very big man
of 500 lbs...was transported by train...
across the state of Michigan from large city
back to his small town birthplace.
I don't know if the town had changed
in the years Dad had been gone...
as I had never been there before...
he had moved to a bigger city after Vietnam.
The funeral director named off others
with our...
cause it won't be the same...
be it a job, relationship or a hometown -
unless you return in a box...like my daddy.
The body of my father...a very big man
of 500 lbs...was transported by train...
across the state of Michigan from large city
back to his small town birthplace.
I don't know if the town had changed
in the years Dad had been gone...
as I had never been there before...
he had moved to a bigger city after Vietnam.
The funeral director named off others
with our...
#death
#father
#grief #memories
#grief #memories
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 6:51pm
29th Dec 2024 6:51pm
Pretty eyes
She has
Pretty eyes
The color of the sea
Her eyes are green
Also her eyes shines in the sun
She is lucky to have green eyes
It was given to her by my father
AIso she has blond her
She is a gorgeous woman
That was made by my God
Also I am very happy for her
At night she is always sleeping like a log
Pretty eyes
The color of the sea
Her eyes are green
Also her eyes shines in the sun
She is lucky to have green eyes
It was given to her by my father
AIso she has blond her
She is a gorgeous woman
That was made by my God
Also I am very happy for her
At night she is always sleeping like a log
#dark
#denial
#despair
#grief
#shame
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 5:41pm
29th Dec 2024 5:41pm
Prince Charming
Sinderella staggered home after her assault
She was blamed and told its all her fault
When she told her sisters they seemed amused
They told her back to chores which she refused
She instead showered to wash the blood away
Then called the man she met earlier that day
Her prince charming seemed quite maddened
Hearing sobbing tears explaining what happened
"They dragged me to the back of the alley
They bruised my body and beat me badly
The three cops my body they raped
They spread my legs and punched my...
She was blamed and told its all her fault
When she told her sisters they seemed amused
They told her back to chores which she refused
She instead showered to wash the blood away
Then called the man she met earlier that day
Her prince charming seemed quite maddened
Hearing sobbing tears explaining what happened
"They dragged me to the back of the alley
They bruised my body and beat me badly
The three cops my body they raped
They spread my legs and punched my...
#emptiness
#grief
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 00:51am
28th Dec 2024 00:51am
Mama
Mama
You have been
Dead for 27 years now
And I must say to you
I am not the old Aldo
You used to know
Also you used to say that
I was too immatured
But every day when I heard
You saying that
My feelings got very hurt
And I also got very upset
I was a men back then
You didn’t allow me to have
Friends
You used to tell me also
That I didn’t know how to socialize
With people
But you also never allowed me to have
Freedom in my life
Mama
Today if you were here to see the matured
Aldo I...
You have been
Dead for 27 years now
And I must say to you
I am not the old Aldo
You used to know
Also you used to say that
I was too immatured
But every day when I heard
You saying that
My feelings got very hurt
And I also got very upset
I was a men back then
You didn’t allow me to have
Friends
You used to tell me also
That I didn’t know how to socialize
With people
But you also never allowed me to have
Freedom in my life
Mama
Today if you were here to see the matured
Aldo I...
#dark
#grief
#rejection
#sadness
#shame
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Talk_Derby_to_Me
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 8:07pm
24th Dec 2024 8:07pm
An Eternal Glow
Let’s keep a candle flickering this holiday season,
for those who no longer walk beside us.
Their love, laughter, and light still dance
in the corners of our hearts,
whispering in the quiet spaces
where time no longer holds sway.
Though their hands are no longer here to touch,
their presence lingers in the spaces we breathe,
in the stories we tell,
and the warmth we carry
as we move through the days.
Their impact is woven into the fabric of who we are, ...
for those who no longer walk beside us.
Their love, laughter, and light still dance
in the corners of our hearts,
whispering in the quiet spaces
where time no longer holds sway.
Though their hands are no longer here to touch,
their presence lingers in the spaces we breathe,
in the stories we tell,
and the warmth we carry
as we move through the days.
Their impact is woven into the fabric of who we are, ...
#grief
#memories
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Miss_Haides
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 2:01pm
22nd Dec 2024 2:01pm
Small Scale Swindler
I see your innocent lies.
The inner struggle.
I understand the inner position.
The need for crafty lines.
Eloquent apologies
Dear Father.....
Dear friend....
Sneaky lyrics
Poems
Dm's
It's never enough
Yet you cannot stand it.
But you must hold it
Every scrap, every drop
Holds you up
Steal a smile
A kiss, an hour, a pic,
A drop, a nip.
It's needed, you need it.
To line the bottom of your cup.
To hold you up.
The inner struggle.
I understand the inner position.
The need for crafty lines.
Eloquent apologies
Dear Father.....
Dear friend....
Sneaky lyrics
Poems
Dm's
It's never enough
Yet you cannot stand it.
But you must hold it
Every scrap, every drop
Holds you up
Steal a smile
A kiss, an hour, a pic,
A drop, a nip.
It's needed, you need it.
To line the bottom of your cup.
To hold you up.
#frustration
#grief
#rejection #shame
#rejection #shame
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 4:00am
22nd Dec 2024 4:00am
When you are crying in the rain
to what end
true tears of joy
or streams of sorrow
moments all washed way
true tears of joy
or streams of sorrow
moments all washed way
#grief
#love
#memories
67 reads
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Devyn
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 5:25pm
19th Dec 2024 5:25pm
you left me
You smoked from the bong
That blurred the lines
And numbed the ache
That they left within you.
The lingering memories
You couldn't help but remember
Somehow always overrode
The memories we made
While trying to fix you.
So confined in the lucid
You infused your body with intoxications
Always ignoring
My weeping sorrow
You left me
Trying to recollect your being in my head
Whispering to your ghost
“Why do I have to remember?”
That blurred the lines
And numbed the ache
That they left within you.
The lingering memories
You couldn't help but remember
Somehow always overrode
The memories we made
While trying to fix you.
So confined in the lucid
You infused your body with intoxications
Always ignoring
My weeping sorrow
You left me
Trying to recollect your being in my head
Whispering to your ghost
“Why do I have to remember?”
#death
#grief
#hurt
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Miss_Haides
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 4:35pm
19th Dec 2024 4:35pm
Incense of Insomnia
Quiet time solitude darkness staring.
Regret, seeps through the stench suffocatingly repulsive
Heart wrenching stagnant deeply alone,
the stench, the stench.
Nauseating nostalgia nothing nothing nothing.
Quiet tears so draining sadness
Rigid silence thoughts teach significant suffering repetitively
Hope watches suspiciously, dying, afraid.
the stench the stench
Nonchalance, no chance nothing nothing nothing
Regret, seeps through the stench suffocatingly repulsive
Heart wrenching stagnant deeply alone,
the stench, the stench.
Nauseating nostalgia nothing nothing nothing.
Quiet tears so draining sadness
Rigid silence thoughts teach significant suffering repetitively
Hope watches suspiciously, dying, afraid.
the stench the stench
Nonchalance, no chance nothing nothing nothing
#dark
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
#grief
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