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And after that relationship,
I wrote a thousand beautiful, sad poems.
Not to win you back
but to understand how I ever lost myself.
It's hard to forget someone who gave me a thousand memories to hold on to.
Anel Solis Sep 2024
You best move on,
For your sanity
For your state of mind
Don't loose yourself.

You best move on,

Accept it, he's not coming back,
what have we become?
Never saw it coming,
You use to call me darling.

You best move on

Once upon a time
-That girl-
was a happily ever after.
Now she remains
buried
shattered
in ruins.
There's no saving us now,
You use to call me darling...

We best move on.
For myself & SMJ.
Arna Jul 10
"It’s never too late to move on and create the life you’ve always wanted to live."
New beginnings don’t have an expiry date — just the courage to take the first step.
mahnoor Jul 3
thought i'd move on,
like i always did.
cry for a week,
bounce back quick.
one after an other,
oh, how splendid.
is it that hard to move on?
"skill issue", i said.

Now i sit here,yearning,
wondering to myself,
why cant i just forget?
like i always did.
i catch myself smile,
thinking about all the goofy stuff we did.
how we said we'd buy a hundred cats,
oh, how we dreamt.

we'd laugh together on the phone,
hours pass by.
you ask me if i love you,
i laugh, nervous and shy.

you said,if we ever part,
i'll be the one to leave.
but,baby, your love never lived,
just like the promises you keep.

i gave you a piece of me,
a piece too dear.
so no wonder why i'm so empty,
without you near.
mahnoor Jul 3
Though now, I think,
that I should forget.
Why hold on to things,
you know you'll never get?

I'm tired, exhausted,
of feeling this way.
It's not like you'll ever,
love me someday.

There's no use waiting,
for you, anyway.
So i think I'd rather just,
love you from a far away.
Alfira N May 25
when i left i painted the wall
"i'll never find someone like you"
it's true
but then my Lord showed me
someone better
someone i needed
Nezel Apr 6
How's the weather?
Sweaty eyes and humid nose
How's the weather?
In situations you didn't chose
How's the weather?

Locked eyes and lifted lips
To sour goodbyes and tightened grips
Every page is filled with ink
That's made to vanish once you blink

Place a bucket, catch the tears
While holes are still fresh, wetting sheers
Get a shovel and dig your eyes
Got blinded by love to see his lies?

You are foolish while still sober
Tell me then, how's the weather?
Step on the clock and keep climbing
'til you reach the epoch where it's not raining
Berrin Yakar Mar 7
Last time I had a dream, it was with you.
Last time I flew, it was with you.
And I know you felt that way too.

Called and said you don’t dream of joy no more,
Don’t know your nowadays, though.
If she gave you life and new hopes—
That’s the gunshot echoing, shattering me through.

The bitter dark, the vengeful lips,
Most of my fury comes from this—
Having to leave my last peaceful sleep.

But if it's really worth trying, then there,
Please, give me maybe some tips,
So my wicked thoughts and angry vows
Can finally let you be"
This is a personal piece from my soul which showcases the bitterness of getting left behind.
Rama Tuka Jan 30
I remember your voice
But I don't remember you rejoice
I remember you food
But I don't remember your grace

I remember my name
But I don't remember my pain
I remember my lies
But I don't remember my prize

You left so randomly
And left me with a broken heart
Whatever the reason was
Life will still go on
With or without you
This is goodbye now and forever
It looks like you've written a heartfelt poem about loss, memory, and moving on
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