Lingering Poems - Poems about Lingering

I saw you across the room and I knew I shouldn't stay But you walked up to me and said, "How've you been?" I couldn't walk away. I can't find the right words to say. You etched the scars inside of me Can't risk opening the wounds again but from loving you, I'll never be free The look in your...

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LINGERING Photographs linger in my mind— faded snapshots of a backyard, the swing creaking in the breeze, the taste of lemonade, the warmth of sun-soaked afternoons. I chase those moments, but they dissolve like mist, leaving only the chill of absence, the ache of what was, and what will never be again. ©2025 Sara Etgen-Baker...

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"Lingering leaves of gold frolic in the autumn wind," Swept up by bygone breezes, already collapsing before they begin, As disillusionment clouds an overtired soul— Misplaced and irretrievable To a society that ravenously disembowels empathy, Twists and mangles trust until it becomes unrecognizably disfigured, Leaving the carcass to be plucked by bone-thin vultures, Fed by culture’s apathetic, parasitic narcissism, Under the boiling, pre-winter sun. ...

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"Lingering leaves of gold frolic in the autumn wind" and I am lost in a swirling, ...

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She never did say, I could just tell Fear of the unknown, held her without bail A heartbeat so proud, subdued without sound Longing to speak..she walked away from a man For love and all its treachery In silence unheard... ...

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mountains white bathed in the light of sunset bright dusk lingers sun's fingers are joy bringers humble homes with tent-like domes shine like chromes nestled here ...

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Someday to write the greatest poem The most powerful words forever to hear Someday to write the moment solemn Where time will stop counting — and prescience endears (Dreamsleep: March, 2025) ...

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follow the poolside shadows Venus of Delphi daughter of bitter waves peek through the peephole of my glaucous thorax open your byzantine eyes and spurn your locomotor ataxia one glance at our vitreous hands – a sight for blind sore eyes one brush of our riveted lips – gone astray in malformations one ponderous confession later – immaterial as a shadow of the lash let the weeping...

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my muse my unspoken words our antithetical stories your charm your goodbye before the dawn i traced the lines of our fate never aligned the red string woven around which seems too weak your presence lingers around me like a shadow rain poured down before before we became alive before I let it out before I could hold on before you screamed it out I watched you being washed away...

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An empty packet of Gauloises, black coffee, a croque monsieur. An aromatic café breakfast in the Montmartre. Later I switch to Camels, a bumpy ride to seek out a friend in the sixth arrondissement, that night I left my Dunhill lighter on her bedstand. The cigarette lighter had value, I had haggled for it in Malacca, eventually a young Hindu guy reluctantly parted with it as if selling his...

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Lingering emotions, restless thoughts, Old memories haunting yet soft. Fleeting time grasped in moments, Echoes swirl of reckless promises. Lingering emotions, empty stares, Hollow heart , and soft regret Staring at the ceiling there I sat , Hinting a regret of what could've been said Lingering emotions, bittersweet disguise Those deceiving eyes breathtaking lies Every glance a hint ,a dare,yet I am left...

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Can I die from a broken heart? If I smile through the agony Will it tear me apart? Or will I somehow be ok? If I drag myself out of bed Clear the poisonous thoughts Out of my fragile head Will I somehow be ok? Can I die from a broken heart? Should I lay here and never leave Or rise and focus on a...

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I'm drawing the sun on an empty ceiling But I still bring the clouds in my own way You wanted a goddamn college essay But there was nothing else to say She's the tortured soul in all of us Stare with sympathy until your eyes begin to rust Carve a smile into unsuspecting jaws ...

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Under the vast, star-studded veil of the unknown, the lingering mystery whispers gentle secrets, People traverse invisible battles, shrouded in night’s silent sighs, Each day we encounter wounded spirits, as fragile as morning dew, Hiding their sorrow behind masks of smiles, Like the moon concealed by fleeting clouds. Their hearts, like delicate glass, locked in fortresses of silence, Adorned with "No...

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While I dillydally in my spring garden I smell the lavender before noticing the buds Dusk in a symphony of lavender hues Summer can wait; so can my coronation Lavender’s blue, dilly dilly, Lavender's green When you are King, dilly dilly, I shall be Queen Who told you so, dilly dilly, Who told you so? 'Twas my own heart, dilly dilly, That told me so I...

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