Flashback Poems - Poems about Flashback

We jumped and played in the meadow, I'm alone on the porch. May 17, 2025....

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memories come creeping flashbacks to grief ignoring the happy moments I treasure in my soul...

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A bowl of cereal The crunch of memory ...

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Grief is an earthquake, sudden and unforgiving, Splitting the ground beneath your feet, Turning the familiar into fractured ruin. It shakes the foundations of who you are, Toppling memories like crumbling buildings, Leaving nothing but dust where laughter once stood. Aftershocks linger in the quiet moments, A tremor in your chest, a crack in your voice. You try to rebuild, but the landscape...

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I'm a dark-hued poetic mind Writing mine: Inking navel keloid words Water-broken From pregnant ...

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Baby Jesus wrapped ...

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Tired eyes within an expression of lies. Modesty sold to both youth and old. Peering out of an unseen future. Days spent in a sweatshop to pay rent on a house occupied by a phantom with no name. Dreams of a surf bound to a contract with no expiration date. My reward for a job well done being an expedited...

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flashback our adolescence fantasy retro adult...

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Life is so vast Too many details to remember But in one flash I am able to see it all I see my family My sweet parents Cheering me on in my best times My beautiful sisters Holding me through my worst nights My brother Making me laugh until I cried I see my friends There with me through each phase Reminding me of how beautiful...

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Life is a quest fascinating and sweet, It's a book with many empty sheets. At times you may ride the roller coaster, Or you may feel you are riding a roadster. Ups and downs, highs and lows, Cherry and merry, all the way. Life is a thrilling journey, Of happiness and trouble loads. When you have a flashback of...

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I changed my shower curtain yesterday. I was too short so I had to strain on my tiptoes to get each ring in place. My mind was not in my bathroom with me. It was transported to last September, when I moved into the apartment I used to share with him. I was too short to put my shower...

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This is how the world sees me And the entire world is wrong! As the earth spins we all fall down, It turns you inside out and round about. The beasts of the fields aren't fooled By humans that think they are tops in the pool. Here am I in the form of a goat, dog, ape, Without recognizable form or shape. You...

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At the break of the day Hearts begin their journey Stranded like birds Catching worms And equally caught Racing for their fate On the legs of a big river Flawing down their veins But making way for drowning Souls being flooded And washed as well To the end of the world Rushed they go On each other' s elbow they lean Walking slantly Deeply shaking inside Looking at...

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Disgust Guilt Fear I felt dirty Trapped in 2006 Experiencing the cold floor Seeing from a 3rd person view While feeling from a first person experience I could not leave I was stuck in a memory Of unbelievable horror 14 years later Haunted by the actions Of someone I trusted I loved Betrayed in an instant...

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There is a Strange quality to my memory of Albertina and Leopold's corner at mulled wine scented streets I walked covered with a veil of calmness but A few things were somehow not the way I wanted them to be there was A different kind of energy to This lonely endaveour I came mostly for Schiele but...

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