Separation Poems
#separation
Separation poems, here you'll find poetry about separation and being apart from loved ones. This includes poems about children being separated from their parents, and partners being separated through divorce or long distance relationships.
Fallen_Angel_194
Angel.
Angel.
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2021 4:10am
22nd Sep 2021 4:10am
To mom, from A.
I have decided that all I can ever feel for you is anger, because if I did not feel the anger that is bubbling inside of my stomach for you, I would feel what keeps me up at night; the Loss.
I plan my day ahead of time, so that there are no opportunities for you to slip your way back into the caverns of the mind of mine that you broke in two.
Because I, am holding onto nothing but grass and leaves, for I am at the edge of the world trying to escape the grief and loss you have given me.
I sometimes cannot help but to think of you, or if at that same moment you are thinking...
I plan my day ahead of time, so that there are no opportunities for you to slip your way back into the caverns of the mind of mine that you broke in two.
Because I, am holding onto nothing but grass and leaves, for I am at the edge of the world trying to escape the grief and loss you have given me.
I sometimes cannot help but to think of you, or if at that same moment you are thinking...
#separation
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Fallen_Angel_194
Angel.
Angel.
Poem Published
20th Sep 2021 2:21am
20th Sep 2021 2:21am
Fate
Watching the love seep its way out of your parents bones is something I would not wish on anyone; enemy or not.
It is like fate himself has swooped down to pick at the inside of my chest, making the cracks in my lungs grow bigger and bigger.
I think that watching them slowly begin to hate one another is one of the worst pains that i have ever felt.
These are the same two people who once had a water gun fight inside of the house because of the thundering roaring rain outside, the same people who stayed up all night putting a toy together that now sits in the back of our...
It is like fate himself has swooped down to pick at the inside of my chest, making the cracks in my lungs grow bigger and bigger.
I think that watching them slowly begin to hate one another is one of the worst pains that i have ever felt.
These are the same two people who once had a water gun fight inside of the house because of the thundering roaring rain outside, the same people who stayed up all night putting a toy together that now sits in the back of our...
#breakup
#separation
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Fallen_Angel_194
Angel.
Angel.
Poem Published
16th Sep 2021 10:02am
16th Sep 2021 10:02am
3 am thoughts.
I have your perfume that sits idle inside of my purse, for nights like these when I think I miss you the most.
I tell myself that the smell of you is enough,
Even though it is not.
I have made my own imposter mother,
Made out of body pillows and your sweaters.
She is adorned by the dolce and gabbana perfume that you always wore before work.
She hugs me longer than you ever have, and unlike you, she will never leave me alone drowning in the pain from the knife you stuck between my shoulder blades.
You asked me if it would bother me...
I tell myself that the smell of you is enough,
Even though it is not.
I have made my own imposter mother,
Made out of body pillows and your sweaters.
She is adorned by the dolce and gabbana perfume that you always wore before work.
She hugs me longer than you ever have, and unlike you, she will never leave me alone drowning in the pain from the knife you stuck between my shoulder blades.
You asked me if it would bother me...
#depression
#loneliness
#emptiness
#IMissYou
#separation
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Koulouri
Poem Published
15th Sep 2021 5:04pm
15th Sep 2021 5:04pm
Drapetomania
An overwhelming urge
to run
away
What causes people to run?
where are they going?
why are they leaving?
Why is this such a common feeling
What about Life
makes people want to leave it all behind
Is it their family?
Responsibilities?
Or their own fear that they might just not be
Enough.?
A baffling thing it is, Drapetomania.
One word that overlaps millions of stories.
to run
away
What causes people to run?
where are they going?
why are they leaving?
Why is this such a common feeling
What about Life
makes people want to leave it all behind
Is it their family?
Responsibilities?
Or their own fear that they might just not be
Enough.?
A baffling thing it is, Drapetomania.
One word that overlaps millions of stories.
#memories
#humankind
#separation #responsibility
#separation #responsibility
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Fallen_Angel_194
Angel.
Angel.
Poem Published
14th Sep 2021 4:48am
14th Sep 2021 4:48am
Broken
There is a hole inside of the house where you should be, and everyone notices it.
There is coffee in the kitchen that will never again be drank, and your plants are all long dead and gone.
When you left me a hole opened inside of my lungs in lieu of your absence, and no matter how hard I try; it will not close.
The house beckons for you, the house still smells of your dolce and gabbana perfume and she waits for you each day, a mad woman never to return to pick up the pieces of the family she helped break.
I think of you a lot at night, and how I am so used to kissing...
There is coffee in the kitchen that will never again be drank, and your plants are all long dead and gone.
When you left me a hole opened inside of my lungs in lieu of your absence, and no matter how hard I try; it will not close.
The house beckons for you, the house still smells of your dolce and gabbana perfume and she waits for you each day, a mad woman never to return to pick up the pieces of the family she helped break.
I think of you a lot at night, and how I am so used to kissing...
#sadness
#depression
#despair #separation
#despair #separation
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
12th Sep 2021 8:33am
12th Sep 2021 8:33am
it tastes like a memory, but looks like a dream
I miss the way love feels
pressed against my skin
electric and meaningful
The memory of your hands
turn to ash
and I'm left holding
nothing more
than the memory of a dream
And I hate that I'm so empty
every touch feels ghostly
and unreal
Your heat turned cold
to whisper past on the breeze
like wayward leaves
that don't know how
to find their way home
I miss the way you felt
the way you touched
the way you fucked
I missed the way you loved me ...
pressed against my skin
electric and meaningful
The memory of your hands
turn to ash
and I'm left holding
nothing more
than the memory of a dream
And I hate that I'm so empty
every touch feels ghostly
and unreal
Your heat turned cold
to whisper past on the breeze
like wayward leaves
that don't know how
to find their way home
I miss the way you felt
the way you touched
the way you fucked
I missed the way you loved me ...
#heartbroken
#breakup
#separation
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buddhakitty
Poem Published
11th Sep 2021 4:33am
11th Sep 2021 4:33am
12122010
December 12, 2010
first night you
were
gone
realized it was
over
went to backyard
for smoke
looked up
thought of
counting
stars
changed
mind
counted the
darkness
between
the stars
instead
first night you
were
gone
realized it was
over
went to backyard
for smoke
looked up
thought of
counting
stars
changed
mind
counted the
darkness
between
the stars
instead
#sadness
#separation
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
5th Sep 2021 1:59pm
5th Sep 2021 1:59pm
Our Choices
At the overlapping of two circles, past and present,
we find, once again, young desires for the most secret pleasures.
To make a choice in these affairs is no casual act.
I chose to take your outstretched hand.
You chose to step toward your bedroom’s open door.
We entered with intention as clothing naturally fell away.
The only sounds were the clink of my belt buckle on your wooden floor
and the hum of life as your children played outside.
As curious adolescents, or desires brought simple pleasures,
but we’re...
we find, once again, young desires for the most secret pleasures.
To make a choice in these affairs is no casual act.
I chose to take your outstretched hand.
You chose to step toward your bedroom’s open door.
We entered with intention as clothing naturally fell away.
The only sounds were the clink of my belt buckle on your wooden floor
and the hum of life as your children played outside.
As curious adolescents, or desires brought simple pleasures,
but we’re...
#lust
#parent
#marriage #separation
#marriage #separation
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delanee
Poem Published
28th Aug 2021 4:10am
28th Aug 2021 4:10am
Covered in Distance
it's true I don't know how his skin feels on mine
and yet our hearts know exactly
what it feels like to be touched by one another
so many things unknown
yet to discover
uncover
every last part
when we meet at last
and yet our hearts know exactly
what it feels like to be touched by one another
so many things unknown
yet to discover
uncover
every last part
when we meet at last
#loneliness
#relationships
#LongDistanceRelationship #separation
#LongDistanceRelationship #separation
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a_piscean_dream
T
T
Poem Published
27th Aug 2021 5:22am
27th Aug 2021 5:22am
Time Reveler
Constantly rebounding between this and that time
Until, one day, our realities align
For all of the time I spend in the past
Replaying your last,
moments
You would think I were a time traveler,
A time reveler
One whose reflection provides the comfort you can no longer supply
Absent, not of your own choice
But through your call to rejoice,
in Heaven
Finally, your weary soul found rest
It seems, life was through putting your spirit to the test
Constantly rebounding between this and that time
Until, one day, our...
Until, one day, our realities align
For all of the time I spend in the past
Replaying your last,
moments
You would think I were a time traveler,
A time reveler
One whose reflection provides the comfort you can no longer supply
Absent, not of your own choice
But through your call to rejoice,
in Heaven
Finally, your weary soul found rest
It seems, life was through putting your spirit to the test
Constantly rebounding between this and that time
Until, one day, our...
#sadness
#grief
#death
#memories
#separation
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msbeav
Brenda
Brenda
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2021 10:47pm
23rd Aug 2021 10:47pm
Believe Me When I Say
It hurts when I look at you
Your chin raised so high
So full of self virtue
You don't even hear My cry
Your eyes are full of judgment
As you survey around
Your lips spill your disappointment
As my confidence you pound
Your words so critical
Delivered with a smile
Your opinion of me brutal
Your own mother you revile
For years I have tried
To earn more than your love
Needing your friendship, respect and pride
And receiving none of the above
Locked together by blood
Our families ties...
Your chin raised so high
So full of self virtue
You don't even hear My cry
Your eyes are full of judgment
As you survey around
Your lips spill your disappointment
As my confidence you pound
Your words so critical
Delivered with a smile
Your opinion of me brutal
Your own mother you revile
For years I have tried
To earn more than your love
Needing your friendship, respect and pride
And receiving none of the above
Locked together by blood
Our families ties...
#mother
#breakup
#memories
#separation
#daughter
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Lyrically_Inclined
Poem Published
18th Aug 2021 11:56pm
18th Aug 2021 11:56pm
Zero
Zero
#breakup
#secrets
#betrayal
#separation
#deception
66 reads
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