#missing poems on Hello Poetry

Zywa Jul 13

Children rush past me,

I hold on to the edge, no --

longer a mother.

Film "Trois couleurs: Bleu" - Liberté ("Three Colours: Blue" - Liberty, 1993, Krzysztof Kieślowski) - Julie Vignon in the swimming pool; her husband and their 5-year-old daughter died in an accident

Collection "Greeting from before"

#missing #loss

Zywa Jul 9

[ On the beach I think ]

On the beach I think

about our days here, and you --

blow away again.

Collection "Moons"

#beach #missing #absence

rk Jul 8

roses bloom on the bloodiest battlefields

the first time we met
a chance encounter
on my way out the door
yet something
held me in place
your eyes keeping me
in your rose kissed grasp

we met
and i wondered
how i could already
have so much love
for one person
it was as if we'd fought together
on the same battlefield
swords clashing
shields in place
fighting for each other
again and again

maybe then
it's not too much to hope
that there is another world
in which we made it
choosing each other
above all else
a place
where roses bloom
on the bloodiest battlefields

we met
and i knew that i had loved you
in every lifetime.

#love #friendship #soulmate #lover #friend #universe #missing #longing #twinflame #battlefield

Chris Pea Jul 5

The Passing

The message is clear
I do not understand
unable to see through it
it's not as I planned

The meaning is lost
a memory, a dream
It was here, I felt it
it's not what it seemed

The fight to be loved
was it all in my head
it felt so real
now it's gone, she is dead

#passing #death #missing #surreal #feelings #berevement #lonliness #alone

Chris Pea Jul 5

Last drive

Pulling away, leaving behind
the memories, the love, the warmth, my mind

Picking up speed, escaping the past
the worries, the pain, the anguish, outcast

Accelerating, visions are beginning to blur
inside, screaming, twisting, longing for her

Speeding, the machine, vibrating it shakes
it might just be me, do I have what it takes

Fighting to hold on, I am hitting the bend
excitement, release, approaching the end

Sliding, screaching, tyres trying to hold
an instant of noise, pain, it's getting so cold

No longer the senses, no sight, smell or touch
although floating away, I remember so much

will I find her again, will she recognise me
did I do the right thing, will I finally be free

#afterlife #suicide #car #crash #missing #heartbreak #struggle #reunited #hope

Lostling Jul 8

Rea Rose

---

She’s gone.

She’s gone
She’s gone
She’s gone
She’s gone
She’s gone
SHE’S GONE

And I can’t do a ****** thing

I wanted drop a message to her today but her name wan’t there. Just three dashes. I can’t find her account (Lost Dreamer), I can’t find her poems. Everything’s gone.
And I’m scared

#gone #lost #disappeared #fear #scared #missing

mysterie Jul 11

tempted

im tempted --
to dial your number,
to send that text,
to drive to yours,
to run into your arms.

im tempted.
because i miss you.
i miss your warmth,
your scent --
that cold vanilla
and lavender scent
that was yours,
and only yours.

but most of all
im tempted
to just cry.
crying over you
sounds like a waste of tears.
but it'll just
have to do.
because for now,
its all i have.
and you're not here.

...and i don't think
you'll be coming
back.

okay this one, is one of my favourites that ive written, was super proud of her.
date wrote: 7/7

#missing #love #broken #heartbreak #miss

ross Jul 5

r.

i come here to dwell
not in pity
nor in sadness
just to sit
on empty nights
in silent darkness
perfectly alone
behind memories
lost in you
all over again

too see you
without seeing you
hearing your voice
soft yet warm
a gentle mumble
through the words you write
i crave your interaction
any interaction
messages written
words forgotten
long discarded
never spoken

it takes a lot
to sit so close
to the one thing
you want most
and remain silent
god, it takes a lot
a lot of ******* love
to not scream into the abyss
in the hope you’ll answer

to lose you
not by label
of lover or friend
nor the bright eyed girl
i craved to know
but the one
who loved all of me
and the parts
i’d not show.

#love #lover #friend #sadness #sad #missing #best

Yuzuko Jul 5

Missing

I miss the day’s of glory
The day’s I didn’t have so much worry
I miss the day’s of laughter and smiles
The day’s of being a child

I miss the day’s I had a heart
The day’s I didn’t feel I was missing a part
I miss the day’s of being outdoors
The day’s I didn’t crave more

Most of all, I miss the days I could see
The day’s of knowing me
Young and Free

I’ve let my self get so caught up in trivial things,
I didn’t stop to let my self breathe
So take a break, life is hard
Your surviving so let go
And go live!

#missing

mysterie Jul 7

dusk

funny,
how a person can turn into
a kind of silence --
like a voice
that never even left,
but stopped answering
all the calls
you swore
were mutal.

you had called it
fading.
i called it
staying
in the smaller ways --
as in
the way i check
my phone
at dusk
like a ritual,
as if you'd just
appear.
because the sky
turns soft enough
for second
chances.

if missing someone
counts as calling --
i never really stopped
calling
for you.

soul; entry ten
date wrote: 3/7

#calling #missing #sad