#bittersweet poems on Hello Poetry

Ma-kayla Jun 6

Between the spaces we never filled,
a quiet ache lingers—soft, unseen,
like love remembered in a breath.

#quiet #ache #bittersweet

inthewater Jun 4

9 years ago
your son was 9, you were forty-two
your wife was nearing forty

I was eighteen
daughter 1, fourteen; daughter 2, thirteen
and daughter 3 was only 6

we've experienced anniversaries,
birthdays, funerals
(my dad, my grandpa, my papa)

breakups, and new boyfriends
(just with your daughters, really)

graduations, retirements,
family arguments
chaos and heartbreak induced by alcoholism,
(and now years of sobriety)

first home purchases
(your daughters and myself)
(your son is living with me this summer)

and a pandemic...

much has happened since June 17th, two thousand and sixteen
but the biggest thing yet
will be this Saturday
June 7th, twenty twenty-five

daughter 1 is twenty-two, now
and in three days she gets married
your son is eighteen, now
and he will walk her down the aisle
(he told me he cries whenever he thinks about it)

your wife is nearly forty-nine
she will be there with her boyfriend
(they moved in together, in the house they built)
(they're both sober)
(she referred to him as her husband the other day)

daughter 3 is fifteen
(she told me she doesn't really remember you)

I am twenty-seven, now
and I will read a passage from the Bible at your daughter's wedding -
(just like I did at your funeral)

My cousin gets married this weekend... feeling very bitter-sweet; her dad died by suicide 9 years ago (anniversary of the death is in two weeks); my dad died unexpectedly three years ago. Reflecting on how life changes, and it also stays the same. My cousin asked me to read a passage at her wedding; 9 years ago, my aunt asked me to read a passage at my uncle's funeral.

#wedding #bittersweet #suicide #loss #life

Ricardo Diaz Jun 2

To the one who'll never read this.

Once I loved a flower so much
that instead of picking it,
I left it alone.

My eyes refused to watch her leave
So my tears came to blur my vision

How am I supposed to act like I don't care,
Like you didn't just leave a hole I'm my chest.

This sinking feeling that I'll never see you again
A stranger turned to a lover and back to a stranger

Your name still echoes in the sounds of June
Like an unfinished song under the moon

We laugh like lovers, touch like the breeze
And call it friendship, just to keep the peace

In the story of my life, you're the sweetest line
With a bond like ours, even time couldn't redefine.

And so ...
I write you in poems you'll never read
Loving you softly, with a heart that bleeds.

Junubia

#love #heartbreak #unspoken #poetry #loss #bittersweet #emotional #memories #goodbye #unrequited

Odd Odyssey Poet Jun 1

What Love Leaves Behind

Darling, you are the trail of salty cheeks and all the sin that reeks.
You cried after your very first kiss—the kind that tasted like lies,
the kind that convinced you it might last. But lust? Lust is just
deceit in disguise— a beautiful trick of the mouth. You tried to
overstep the world, but stubbed your toe against life’s edge,
pushing harder than you were ever meant to move. And still,
no matter how many nightmares rip through your sleep, the
bed stays soft. And indifferent.

You wrapped all your dreams in an old cloth, thinking maybe
passion—true passion—could burn hotter than any of them. Your
love is precious, nearly pure. But the purest intent rarely carries
you far. It only cuts deeper. And the purest scars are always the
ones left by trying to love right— and too hard.

The days vanish too quickly beneath passion’s flame. The lame
try to stand tall. The insomniac finds the courage to dream again.
And I— I wear my faith like a badge, only to have it thrown back
in my face.

Still, we do what we must. We put on that brave face. We face
the morning. We press on. Because that’s what love leaves behind—
something unfinished, something heavy, something we wear like
the skin on our face.

#heartbreak #emotionalscars #loveandloss #unfinishedlove #softpain #silentsuffering #bittersweet #woundedromantic #whenlovehurts #poetryofpain

Maryann I May 30

Persephone’s Teeth

She bites the pomegranate—
not with hunger,
but with a soft kind of ache,
like remembering a song too late at night.

Juice ribbons down her wrist
in rivulets of rubies,
sanguine silk,
each seed a small beating heart
she swore she’d never swallow.

The orchard hums—
a low, bone-deep thrum of honey-thick dusk,
where shadows sleep in the eyes of foxes,
and the air tastes like cinnamon secrets.

There is gravity in sweetness,
a tug between teeth and truth.
She thinks: love is a fruit with a rind too thin to protect it
and eats anyway.

Inside her chest:
a garden blooming in reverse—
petals folding,
color bleeding into absence,
the sound of something unripening.

She is full now—
of myth, of molten memory,
of something holy and ruinous.
She smiles,
and the world forgets
what season it is.

#pomegranate #mythic #bittersweet

BROKERSHEART May 26

Lifely Departure

Ohh….. How cruel it is
The farewell of the vitals
Bid-bye and force yourself not to grief,
Un-content of your days
Still wears a smile,
Wish there is no partings
Yet still the goodbyes
Never wish to grow old with the memories,
A promise of forever
Only for a memories to remain
Trapped between dreams and reality.
Why not die……
Than witness the bitter partings
Because when people leave for eternity
Their returns never bothered.

“Memories never leave”

#bittersweet

MJZ Poetry May 22

Twenty-Two Without You

Twenty-two, it’s bittersweet,
 A dance of joy, a shuffle of defeat.
 Moments linger, memories weave,
 In laughter’s echo, I still believe.

Without you, time feels out of tune,
 Shadows lengthen beneath the moon. 
Each heartbeat whispers your refrain, 
A melody wrapped in tender pain.

The world spins on, but I stand still, 
Chasing pieces, the dreams we’d fill. 
Bittersweet notes, this life’s embrace,
 A fragile beauty, a tender trace.

Sunrise colors the empty air, 
Yet in that glow, I see you there. 
In every sunrise, in every sigh, 
Your spirit dances, it won’t say goodbye.

Twenty-two, a chapter torn,
 A canvas bright, where love was born.
 Though bittersweet, I hold it tight, 
For every shadow knows the light.

#love #hope #22 #torn #sunrise #bittersweet #shadows #linger #moments #goodbye

Hello Daisies May 17

I love you

Life has always been lonely for me
Life has always seemed impossible
to breathe
I recall many nights
crying my own body weight
praying to be taken away
Never wanting to be in this place
I've seen torment
I've been torment
I've seen screams
and dying souls
I can never seem to let go
Let go of fear
let go of pain
let go of it all

Though I've tried
many nights off to die
fly straight into the moon
because it's all I knew
The only friend I had
my spirit tortured and twisted
nobody ever around to listen
desiccating into the ground
Never dare to make a sound

Life now can feel similar
The days pass me by
I lay down and I cry
My soul becomes intertwined
with the cruel torment of my mind
How can I leave it all behind?
new fears new screams
I feel my spirit failing
but
I'm not alone
No not anymore

I had the moon before
and this time
I have you
I can't forget
all that you do
it's surreal to believe
but it's amazing to conceive
I have you
and you have me

The world is just as cruel as before
but this time I'm not alone behind closed doors
I have your warmth
I have your love
everyday
in every way
we are
alive and okay
Which is more than I ever used to say

The way you hold me
The way I feel
ethereal
simply under a tree
or my head on your shoulder
It's in the eye of the beholder
and I can't wait to see your beauty
everyday as I get older

When I cry myself to sleep
When I get sick and only weep
I used to be crawling within me
and only me
but now there's you
I don't have to come undo
I don't have to talk to the walls

With you I can have it all
all of everything that matters
red and pink color splatters
when the demons come to crawl
I know you'll be there dancing with me
at every ball
at every wedding hall

A dream so surreal
yet here it is
it's real
You and I
Me and you
Life was always gloom
but you bring the sun and the moon
to my bed
and lay me softly to rest
next to you
in your warmth
I'll never come undo

idk

#love #emotion #depression #chronic #illness #childhood #relationships #bittersweet #happy #emotional

Hello Daisies May 17

Fate

Lately I've been thinking
I've been dying and rotting
and doubting
it all
only knowing the fall
waiting for the plummet

I've begin to question
fate
I've begin to question
life
I've started to ask
why
and doubt in any god above

But right now
when I turn back around
I remember love
You and I have always fit
like a glove
We were two stars from the start
we started to fall
until we ended it all
like a comet hitting the earth
an explosion that couldn't have hurt worse
yet here we are
once more
here you are
at my door

I wasn't sure
yet I knew
You and I
are always true
All the clues
All the signs
The destiny
in our eyes
it truly binds

So as I let a tear fall
remembering it all
the rise and fall
and rise again
I wonder my dear old friend
How can I ever begin to question fate?
Question love and destiny?
When life has blessed me
and you
so heavenly

I sensed it
I saw it
in the snow
in the leaves
in the cold dewy breeze
you and me
a string of destiny
Do you feel it?
it's meant to be
Bananas and gorillas
noodles and oodles
96 and Brian
your shoulder to cry on
Laughter and hope
adventure and road trips
nothing could ever loosen this grip

Grand theft auto
and the prom
The way you know my mom
The stars at Findley
Life has giving me plenty
to see
looking up at you
at the gas station parking lot
in my heart I remember
In my heart
In my soul
I knew
It's me and you
and nothing can undo
or break
the connection
the string
our destiny
together

I can feel it in every weather
You and I
in a castle
in the middle of the road
You and I
are what keeps me getting by
and remembering

Life is dark
life is gloom
but destiny is real
and fate is too
God has spoken
and God has given
a wonderful gift
of
Me and you

I haven't wrote in forever so this may be...terrible bahah

#friendship #love #life #fate #destiny #god #sadness #bittersweet #emotional #happy

ash May 13

i wrung out love

i've got something,
a feeling of all sorts

if there's anything i have learned
through the entirety of my growth
it's to know and understand
and find the right moment
where i have to twist and wring and pull
such a tight knot in my chest,
just so none of my feelings
would sleep anywhere close
to those they are concerned for
or took birth 'cause of

barely tried for 407 hours,
simply gave up

always a mix and combination of almost
never the forever
always a something,
never the nothing's everything

i will wring out my heart
until every single drop
of this newly found heartbreak
breaks me from within
and does not seep
into anyone else's thought

but what if i meant
i wanted to disappear
only to be found
by the one who has enough time
and enough want
to actually search for me?

some days i despise
having this weak, old, ratty heart
that is attached to the tip of my finger,
not even the sleeves—
and slips itself
into the pocket of anyone
who so much as breathes

do not despise the love i feel
(even though doing the gulp of acceptance
is like drinking lemon
straight from the pet it's found in.)

#heartbreak #dontgiveuponme #unrequitedlove #emotionalgrowth #selfreflection #bittersweet #rawemotion #modernpoetry #honestwords #vulnerability