Best Restart Poems
START
what where you thinking about
did you see me and you had a doubt
about the
feel of my skin
on different parts of your chin
that it might irritate your stubble
and make your mind and stomach stumble
STOP
faces apart
RESTART
So what we're we talking about
did you like how I handed back your pride
and made that smart mark of yours reside
like a
child crying that's not mine to dare
fish dying when I'm drinking a bottle of water without a care
just here watching while trying to dig your fingers in the air
STOP
hands fall apart
RESTART
Look down and stay on the ground
give it up, I've handed you down
I wanted something, but when I look at you now
I pretty sure that something, was the thing that made you drown
and I'm sorry
so sorry
that I gave in but hid
but the bottle to my pioson has already closed it's lid
STOP
yeah...you won't remember me anyway
RESTART
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TALK
(motivated by team sleep's diamond king)
I no longer fit the outline
of who I used to be.
The edges have shifted,
some softened, some sharpened,
some lost altogether,
as if time has carved me
into something unrecognizable
but still mine.
I reach for old habits,
old names,
old certainties,
but they do not sit right in my hands.
The echoes of who I was
do not match the weight
of who I am becoming.
So I start again.
I trace the new lines,
hesitant at first,
learning the angles of my own existence,
the way I bend,
the way I refuse to break
in the same places twice.
I do not know
if this version of me
is stronger,
but I know it is real.
I know it holds.
I know it is still standing.
And maybe that is enough.
You need a song
To carry along
With you in your heart
For you to restart
Help you find a new groove
When you need a new mood
Or blindsided by love
And you just had enough
On your journey through life
To stave off the knives
Through all the rough times
Pull you from the deep dives
When your love folds their cards
Everything seems just too hard
Your all alone in your room
No one there to hold you
When your friends miss the mark
The road ahead seems too dark
Despite how awful it sounds
You have a way out
Sing your song soft or loud
No matter the crowds
It will help you switch gears
As the words reach your ears
Soon you’ll be dancing around
In the new life you’ve found
It won’t even take long
Now go write your song
Turn and look at me
Lie to me, Your truth
Build me up with your dirty words
Whispered loudly, left to echo with uncouth
Disgusted Reflections
Even the mirrors have lost sight
Too many people needing to look just right,unscathed in that flawless perfect light
Why don't you move to my left
'Cause you know you ain't right
TEAR OPEN MY WOUNDS
BLEED OUT MY HEART
PLEASE, HURT ME
NEVA FRONT ME
JUST TRY AND HUNT ME
WANNA LOVE ME
CANT LOVE ME
HIT.......RESTART
thrusting the back day's echoes into cache and restart with new sunshine
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Date: 29-05-2022
Locked in, I should count my blessings
cooking, cleaning, playing, having fun
recalling good olden rememberings
the things we could not do on the run
we always had a 'to do list' gun
whose bullets never seemed to end
this opportunity is a godsend
so let's make the best use of it
till from corona virus, we defend
and step out fearless to restart titbit.
Born to create, deceived to consume.
We think we are so royal and grand.
Brilliant and creative we do assume.
In truth a wasteland, at best secondhand.
We repeat what has already been had.
Or simply change what someone else has made.
Then stand proud as if an olympiad.
And continue this creative charade.
Remove for one day or even a week
the music and screens to which we are chained.
And you’ll crave distraction an empty soul seeks.
the stimulus that keeps us entertained.
You will loath after just three days alone
those worn out tapes still playing in your head.
That whistle you’ll bemoan as monotone.
And crave anything new that can be said.
Around day 4 you will soon realize
Your inability to just create.
A single original thought give rise,
With your mind so addicted to click bait.
In solitude I am humbled to see,
My peace rests on that which is external,
Rather than what’s been placed deep inside me.
Where a still small voice speaks the eternal.
Like a computer that needs a reboot
We have to unplug and turn off the noise.
Wake up your self ready to execute,
A masterpiece, which robot life destroys.
Once again they lie,
Once again, they spin their tale,
My instincts whispered long ago.
Underestimated, as always, it sails,
Through currents of pretense they choose to throw.
They undermine, as though it's blind,
Do they think It doesn't understand?
A child's mind, they seem to find,
Easy prey for the idle hand.
Yet here it stands, more wise than weak,
A heart grown cold but far from dull.
Their careless schemes, so bold, so bleak,
Have sparked a flame they thought to cull.
Once, it hoped we'd learn the same,
That trust could thrive where doubt was sown.
But disappointment breeds disdain,
For now, it's clear—it walks alone.
No longer will it play the part,
Of puppet in their hollow play.
It's soul demands a fresh restart,
It turns from them, then walks away.
Again they leave, abandon, flee,
And in their absence, it finds it's own.
Let them lie; I’ll let them be,
For silence suits me best alone.
Living this far
The years of trials
I face
Amazed
With my two feet
Still standing still
Wondering
How I still be able
To be here, Today
Though
Wishing
Restarting my life again
To certain time
That days
That very moment
Before it falls apart
Should not have
Think so freely
That it will be simple
And worked out fine
Should have done
Things
Preparing for other years
The other me
Later on
Would have
Been happier
Open to fall in love
Striking out
My adventures
From my bucket list
Making use of time
Creating beautiful things
For the people around
For the world
That forever hope
That forever happiness
Living my life
Like a speed of light
Coming back
To my senses
Tears in my eyes
Finally have the answer
To my questions
On later years
Appreciating
Grasping it
This is all I have got
I cannot restart
But I can create one
A brand new page
To the life I seek
With the better me
Time to go
And be on my way
Kissing my past
With goodbye and greatest thanks
© Sue Sanzz 2020
I’ve gone back in time.
But only in my head?
I’m strangely curious, and not panicked like a moment ago.
Ok, this time I’m going to figure this out.
My brain is trapped in some sort of loop.
Maybe I was chosen.
I need to think.
Chosen for what?
Something that has happened that I can’t remember?
Or maybe some event that I am able to predict?
That is what is unclear.
Whether I’m remembering my past.
Or seeing the future.
Or just dreaming the whole time.
Maybe right now…
I am in a dream that I dreamt before and forgot about, but now I’m dreaming it again so that I have a second chance to save the world, then I can go back in time for real…
Or maybe this moment right now is the beginning, and the past and future all begin from this point forward, and I have this chance to restart the universe from the beginning…
Give me some paper!
Someone, help!
I’m not going to get another chance like this!
Once I fall asleep, everything is going to restart, and I’m going to think this was all a dream, and I’m going to let everyone down…
Maybe I’ve already let everyone down.
So why was I chosen?
Sigh.
I’m just trying to be logical.
But it’s making me dizzy.
My parents are here.
Now I’m emotional again.
They say they love me.
Whatever.
I don’t have time to cry.
Ok, where was I?
I’ve gone back in time.
But only in my head…
Stop.
Pause.
Restart.
Let the day begin
You’re in my life again
I never thought this would happen
My face hurts from smiling
I love you
I really do
I never thought I’d say that again
We have both grown as people
I see that we’re both a little more broken than before
I will help you and you will help me
A garden that we will help sow
I want to watch you grow
I hope you want the same
Together we can do anything
We may have ups and downs
But may that never stop the upward climb
The climb to our future
The climb to our new beginning
Stop.
Pause.
Restart.
Let's learn to walk again,
hold hands for first steps, new beginnings.
Not afraid to stumble,
or fear being judged for fumbles.
Nap anywhere without setting an alarm,
and no thoughts cross our minds of self-harm.
Let's make cheat notes rather than journals,
not to conclusions, but let's jump over hurdles.
Shamelessly laugh like when we had one tooth,
and when we didn't think twice before speaking the truth.
Let's start again.
Let's be kids again.
Lost with our own remarks
How to rego how to restart
And we turn at every corner
Looking for the familiar
But we cut the chord
Nothing to bring us back
To life from heart attack
Sometimes I sit by myself and I think of our past
Having no idea then - that this long it would even last
In 2015 you showed me a fake side of you
We knew from the beginning you weren't telling me the truth
But as fake as you were in the past we were stronger
Now eight years later we're struggling to keep it up any longer
There was smiles, laughter, & memories when you wore the mask
And now we're so lost and confused, trying to repair these gaps
Heartbroken because I don't know what happened along the way
But I fear after all this pain - we'll never be okay
Baby you have the wrong image of me in your head
So you fight me, push me away, and choose to hate me instead
Nothing I do will ever be able to prove how I feel for you
But remember - from the beginning - I always remained true
The heart inside my chest grows weaker every single passing day
Nothing I do will ever make you satisfied - it'll always be your way
Yet still you say you want marriage and a family with me, too
You're wishing and hoping what we've lost will someday renew
Jaded and lost in the winding darkness I weep with little to no regret
You were always the apple of my eye, but emotionally and physically you left
You've successfully indoctrinized me into being alone all the time
While in our bones and spirit - you were never truly MINE
From the start your tongue spit poisonous lies
Here I remain, lost on a dusty shelf I sit as your ball-in-chained prize
The tendons and veins shred through my jagged misunderstood heart
So I'll sit here all by myself and cry - yearning for us to restart
Open your eyes,
Let the sun rise.
Begin your art;
Think it a restart.
Getup for hiking.
You better be joking?
Setup your chart,
Think it a restart.
Situp for breakie
Let that be cookie.
Just fill the cart,
Think it a restart.