Best Walk Out Poems
Considering that
you left before the period,
we're not finished yet.
To wait and to suffer is what I'll do no more.
The pain is starting to intensify so I'm walking out the door.
You left me alone in a self deepening hole.
I finally clawed my way out, I accomplished my goal.
I will always be here for you, but this part of me must go.
I refuse to just watch this side of me reach its all time low.
Unconditional love is what I'll always have for you,
But just please understand that this getaway is overdue.
Maybe in time you and I can create a flame once more,
But until that day comes, I must walk out the door.
Proof: a bedazzlement in disguise;
Proof: what's watching your eyes, as you realize--
what are people?
Shards of an astronomical figure approaching as the gentle invocation of the breeze, succeeds
She, the flowing message, in silent company, paints the motion picture of a milliard broken mirror poses
That glitter at the height of the falling of the day
As walking flesh
As dancing mezme-resemblences
That dash!
Past the party’s alarm-throttle instrument;
Churning, from panic in a torched sky
To the shadow figure that was catching our flight
In our glass figurine
Where all is
Music,
Awander inside
This is something you have to understand and See
this is me and this is how I am going to be.
but I still miss you all the things we been through
to see your eyes, to see your hair, to see your lips how I can't stop and stair
when we call each other names even though sometimes its corny and lame.
I miss that and IM the one to blame.
I come and go to you I am the lowest of the low.
This is my good bye and farewell
and now I aM letting you go.
It takes uncertainty, I know
to walk out your door
and walk through another that’s not yours
Of course, there’s too a course
that other, unfamiliar, shoes use
There are signs and there are signs
not always along the way
There is opportunity
there is stop’n wait’n see
choices others can’t make
You’ll find too, things that go wrong. . . far from the right
Afternoon. . . turns to morning. . . skips to night
There is certain to be a promise. . . a goal. . . a loss
and love’s. . . not yet in the toss
Advice listened, taken and given
Too few things, too many things. . . you’ll come to know
It takes certainty
to walk out your door
Three “Wise” Men “walk” out of a bar.
“Where’d we park the camels?”
“I gotta get some of those magic shells.”
“Weren’t there four of us when we went in?”
John G. Lawless
©11/29/2022
As I walk out on my porch
and the moon is full I see
I hear the froggs, as they sing to me
I smell the warm spring air
as I sit silent in my rocking chair
I think oh what a beautiful site
and God in his own way,he is a talker,
As I walk out on my porch
as morning comes to light
with no shoes on my feet
I think oh what a beautiful site
I hear the birds all singing
and The bees are flying around my head
and I listen closely
these sounds are all words
God saying, are you listening to
what I said?
No matter if it on a moon lite night
or a warm sunny morning
as I sit in my rocking chair
God says , here a gift
and it called Life
by charlotte--me
J-ust never ever walk out,
O-r you shall pay the price;
A-llow your heart to glow,
N-ever leave nor close your eyes.
M-ay you never ever walk out,
I-n spite of the pain;
R-emain brave and strong
A-s you're under the rain.
B-elieve and trust in God,
U-sing not a cloud of doubt;
E-arly eighth of May Monday
N-ever ever walk
O-ut.
Because I will. I did walk out boldly
l fear nothing
for you save me
tonight
I will remember that I walked into the dark with you
And you made light of all of the adversity
You stretched out your wings
You stopped those who would have hurt me
You made me dance and love
You made me twirl with joy
You gave me brazen happiness
You let me touch the sky
You let me caress the sunset
You made the clouds becon
You took my hand and you made what could have been bad
good
A simple story
With a magnificent end
But internal grace I go to bed
' Better to walk out than to live in Fool’s Paradise.' - Poet
She had full faith that her love was honoured,
but marital life stood on bricks of lie.
Hit of thunderbolt from clear cloudless sky.
knocking her down on shock to paralyse.
She lived happily in Fool's Paradise.
Wheel of truth whirling just automatic.
She faced bare fact and acted pragmatic.
To drag conjugal life turned awkward.
Compulsive ' Break Up ' to proceed onward
Emptiness embowered: : She wished to cry,
but controlled herself and just said ' Good Bye' '
No question to adjust or to compromise.
So far, amour to appear as fake guise.
Inevitable divorce to discard.
Y-our birthday has come,
E-arly Sunday ninth of April;
L-et the new dawn bring mirth and a thousand thrill.
F-ill your heart with warmth,
E-vening chill fades away;
L-et the twilight turn
I-nto a fresh break of day.
Z-enith up in the sky
A-waits the sun in the south;
R-ise of the beacon begins,
D-ark shadows walk
O-ut.
All day long, hunt for a talk!
A chewing gum, pack of cigars,
With two friends, on a walk.
Bored sitting in a room, lock,
Thoughts buried in the jar,
All day long, hunt for a talk!
Whatever is the time on the clock!
Talk as much as it takes far,
With two friends, on a walk.
Randomly ask. Knock! Knock!
Are we there among the stars?
With two friends, on a walk.
Road sides bullies under shock!
How does this three took the bar!
All day long, hunt for a talk!
We stand rough like a rock,
We are the tissues as a scar,
All day long, hunt for a talk!
With two friends, on a walk.
I started soft—
too soft—
the kind of soft that bruises
just by being brushed.
You touched my trust
with careless hands,
and I told myself it was comfort,
not pressure,
not warning cracks
spreading under skin.
I held your storms
like they were secrets meant for me.
I let your voice rattle my ribs
and called it closeness.
I bent so quietly
I thought the creaking in my bones
was love learning my name.
But something inside me broke wrong—
a low, bitter snap
like a branch that’s been leaned on
one time too many.
The sound startled even me.
It wasn’t heartbreak anymore.
It was the beginning of heat.
Because suddenly
every excuse I ever made for you
tasted like smoke.
Every time I said
“they didn’t mean it”
my teeth remembered
the bite you left behind.
Every lie I whispered
to keep your image gentle
started catching fire in my throat.
And the rage—
god, the rage—
came clean.
Sharp.
Precise.
A lightning strike
that finally chose me as its weapon.
No more softness.
No more shrinking.
Just the truth rising in me
like a blade pulled slow
from its sheath.
I let myself burn then.
Fully.
Brightly.
Every memory,
every bruise,
every apology I never got—
fuel.
I became the storm
I’d spent my whole life
trying to shield you from.
I let the flame say
what my voice never could.
But fire always cools.
Even the fiercest inferno
turns to ash.
And in that quiet gray
I found something gentler
than anything you ever gave me—
I found myself.
No triumph.
No dramatic victory.
Just a steady breath
in a room that no longer hurts.
A spine standing straight
because no one’s leaning on it.
Hands steady
because they’re only holding
what’s mine.
I don’t want revenge.
I don’t want the past back.
I just want to walk forward
without dragging your shadow.
And I can.
I am.
What burned is burned.
What broke is learning its new shape.
And what’s left of me—
what’s finally, honestly left—
is something you never touched,
never claimed,
never ruined:
the part that chooses
to rise
instead of return.
Don't walk out of my life
Friends
Because you are everything
I have
I don't want to be without friends
Living in Isolation
Because I can't stand being
In Isolation
Also, please friends
Don't abandon me
Because I need you
Always in my life
Also, friends don't tell me
Any lies anymore
Because I just hate friends
When you tell me lies
Also, I only want to hear
The truth coming from you
Friends
Also, friends I will always
Be around for you
All you have to do is call me
And I will arrive right away
To take care of you
Also, friends I hope
You will be there when
I am sick
Taking care of me
I also need some daily support
In my life
Can you give me that friends?
I don't think I am asking too much
What do you think?
I never understood that
You are spending some time
Alone that you made for yourself
I would love to be part of your life
Friends
I must tell you friend
The day is over
And the night is already here
Now is time for me to take
My medication
And pray to my father
Now I am going to bed
And I hope to sleep all through
The night
Yes, the night is very long
God made that way
For us to sleep
I am always up at 4 in the morning
Then I start to do
Some work my God
Friends
I turn my computer on
And I start to write some poems
For my God
All my poems have different feelings
That I wrote for my God
All my feelings come out from my heart
Friends
I don't need to do brainstorm
Because it comes automatic to me
Also, friends I love being God's poet
Now it was already 7:00 am
That my grandfather clock had chimed
And the sun came inside my house
It was beautiful to see it friends
It was very bright
It also warmed up my house
Once again
Because it was freezing last night
In my room
I had also to put double blankets on my bed
Than it felt alright again
D-awn fourth of March
O-bliterates the twilight;
N-ew morn has broken,
A-fter the cold Friday night.
D-ark and dusk disappear,
E-vading the blue Saturday sky;
L-et not the raindrops fall,
E-vening chill passes by.
G-ray clouds don't gather,
A-nd there's no reason to doubt;
R-ise of the sun begins,
I-nclement clime will walk
O-ut.