#aftermath poems on Hello Poetry

Radhika Krishna Apr 2022

There’s a bottle of my mother’s love
Sitting on the kitchen table
It’s gone sour
It’s Sunday morning,
In the piercing comfort of a place
I once would’ve called home,
And the world woke up and walked out on me

The aftermath of July grows right outside my bedroom window
While I sit on a desolate strip of imaginary sand,
With my head in a water cooler
As significant as an ill-fated horsefly

#love #piercing #comfort #desolate #sour #hot #cold #aftermath #imaginary #sand

I S A A C Nov 2021

Tattoos on my neck

tattoos on my neck but should be your lips instead
tattoos on my neck but should be your hands instead
I want every part of me, enmeshed in you
the sun kisses my back as she creeps up behind the hill
shedding light on the aftermath of drunken thrills
I miss the blaze of the blunt and the bass in the club
relinquish my demons as we are talking it up
do you like my eyes that's where they hide?
do you like my thighs wanna try them tonight?
because tattoos on my neck but should be your lips instead

#tattoos #blaze #aftermath #drunken #enmeshed #blunt

benedict Oct 2021

letters to a former lover #2

the impact
words said quietly
emotion deafening

the aftermath
the explosion was violent
knocking me off my feet

the reflection
lying in bed
hearing impaired

the healing
heart impaired
head impaired

the result
shorter hair
sharper kindness

the apology
no thanks
i'm fine without you

#spite #heartbreak #betrayal #letter #love #sad #hurt #reflection #aftermath

Carlo C Gomez May 2021

Unforgettable Fire

Born with flesh and blood, but heart sold separately. Bird way up high, falling from the sky. The raining aftermath is the common denominator. When it shockwaves from ground zero, it leaves an atomic shadow—fatal impressions where a living, breathing thing once stood...

#hiroshima #nagasaki #atom #bomb #tragedy #war #life #death #aftermath

Raven Feels Apr 2021

Aftermath

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, things can get brutal?:>

lost and found not seen not bound in the shackles of the bomb an aftermath

peroxiding a shoe hoping to get a flight out of the stew

no one knew

a chase a run a place no fun with bullets upon

in the known classes I see of drops of Mercury

behold bewined stand still in what you crime

hidden on those of the faces before

swept under the rug just for show

before the glint to come from below

------ravenfeels

#love #hate #dreams #before #after #burn #aftermath #want #shoe #stop

Sanjali Apr 2021

Yet Again

Yet again
The storm has subsided
And I am left
Crawling
On my knees

#storm #hardship #shortpoem #aftermath

Peter Dec 2020

Last Taste

'

              I        wonder
              how would it
              taste        like
              if      I     pour
              your    words
              on my cofee
              because I've
              been tasting
              the bitter sugar
              you've   coated
              in    my   palate
              when          you
              embraced  me.

#aftermath

Norman Crane Sep 2020

V

water drops
     drip on rocks
          from the tops
               of tomahawks

#rhyme #short #native #tomahawk #massacre #aftermath #tranquility #image #imagist

M Cannon Aug 2020

War Zone

My mind is a war zone.
Memories of you hit like bombs
dropped from B-17s.
Rattling me to my core,
then leaving me with the aftermath.

My blue skies turning to grey,
clouded with the wreckage
you chaotically left in your wake.

My mind is a war zone,
but the soldiers have gone.
I'm alone in a barren land
destroyed by what you called love
and choked with the fear
of what comes next.

#war #heartbreak #loss #love #sad #breakup #aftermath #chaos

One of the Tortured Poets Aug 2020

The Girl I Miss

I sometimes miss this girl
who enjoys sitting in cafès
with her emptied cup.
She who finds grace
in the presence of waiting
And believes in happy ending.

I sometimes miss this girl
who's so good at self consolation.
She who patronises self rule
more than any other,
Someone who's still whole.

Now cafès reminds me
not with coffee fragrant promises
But of bitter tanged memories
While sitting becomes restless waits
I have come to miss the girl
I was before you-

I still long of me a little.

#thegirl #selflove #aftermath #lovelost #loss #broken #miss #longing #yearn