Moving on Poems
Unrequited Love
by Nad SZA
Unrequited love, a bittersweet symphony
That plays in the depths of my heart
Like a melody that never finds it's harmony.
From head to toe, I fell for you
Every inch of your being captivating my soul.
But to you, I was just a passing glance.
A mere object of desire, a sexual art.
I spent sleepless nights pinning for you,
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Music
by gabriella BlakeFor months I was unable to listen. Thankfully that has passed. It still feels different though I’m sure it always will. You are music, to me. It’s taking some time separate the two. I realize You are not music just as you are not love. Two extraordinary and unexplainable things. Something you could never be. Maybe I haven’t lost too much.
Continue readingWith Time
by gabriella BlakeI’ll always miss loving you. I think it’s that I’ve learned how not to depend on you. It’s that the memories are a little less vivid. And your name is no longer on the tip of my tongue. It’s that I’m easing into this new reality.
Continue readingHow ya feel? (Sonnet #077)
by Darryl_M Unspecified
On broken pavements, I walk.
The unsounding sounded.
Unto you, I come, but pass by.
Further you go, then I turn back.
The sentimental upon my ears,
Just another memento of what I want,
You.
Is being lost in your absence, love too?
What about indecisiveness in your presence?
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Retrospect
by Ken Ripley
Do not throw your life away
In search of yesterday today.
To not seek to look upon
What things were here but now are gone.
Look upon what is to be —
Tomorrow brings new things to see.
Retrospect
by Ken Ripley
Do not throw your life away
In search of yesterday today.
To not seek to look upon
What things were here but now are gone.
Look upon what is to be —
Tomorrow brings new things to see.
Unrequited Love
by Nad SZA
Unrequited love, a bittersweet symphony
That plays in the depths of my heart
Like a melody that never finds it's harmony.
From head to toe, I fell for you
Every inch of your being captivating my soul.
But to you, I was just a passing glance.
A mere object of desire, a sexual art.
I spent sleepless nights pinning for you,
......
Leaving eighteen
by Zainab Noor
Leaving eighteen
What is wrong with me?
Every single night before I close my eyes
This question plays in my head on repeat
I know I'll never be able to answer
This question
Because I don't know what is wrong with me...
I don't think there is anything wrong with me
I'm just drowning in a pool of self hate
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Stealing Past
by Sihle Mjobo
Thou shalt let bygones be gone.
Thou shalt find no joy in the glory of old triumph.
Though shalt transcend the tyranny of quondam devotion.
Thou shalt not seek solace in senescent sentiments.
Thou shalt not attempt to fulfil the fantasy of finessing the finite into the infinite.
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I Must Heal
by Leigh Yah
It all makes sense now
Those nights I deprived myself from sleep
Those days I wondered where and how
And those moments I combat with anxiety.
I lost count of the times I endured infidelity
But that isn't the only case I had to deal with
My vision was clear but I feel like I'm blinded
Too bad, ignoring all the clues became a habit.
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