Look Back Poems - Poems about Look Back

One day you will look back at this version of yourself, the one who remained gentle even when life sharpened at the edges, the one who kept showing up even when it seemed impossible to try anymore, and you will be so proud, you will thank yourself for enduring, for believing in mornings, for daring to hope even when...

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When artists grow reflective their impact is stalled All direction is hijacked momentum recalled Looking back through their psyche a tunneler’s view As horizon’s lie waiting with visions — anew (Dreamsleep: April, 2025) ...

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When we die, we take nothing Leaving everything on our plates Is there a part of us that looks back? A part that cares about our undone things? I doubt it...

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Don’t look back on tomorrow, For it’s yesterday once more. The past is gone forever, And tomorrow is still waiting passed That open door. Don’t dwell on things that can’t be. Changed no matter how hard you try, This present is what we now live in And the future lies before our eyes Don’t look back on tomorrow That journey...

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Look Back in Anger to June 2024 You, current denizen of Number Ten With gleaming Colgate smile and Gucci shoes, Take serious pause for thought, reflect on when The voters all reject you and you lose. Your pledges, that you bravely, rashly, made – They will return to haunt you all too soon. Your nemesis will come, will not be stayed; Your...

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Never look back, my darling Strength and hope is not what you lack, there’s always tomorrow Vigilance and kindness will bring Happiness in abundance and will drown away the shack of sorrow It’s not you that needs to change It’s me, it’s me, it’s me that’s acting strange Never look back at the past lives of us Everything beautiful is beyond the...

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The miracles of life happened The miracles of life are still happening We look back and thank God We look forward and trust God The hammer of faith Moves in stillness An episode of brokenness Brings forth the potency of faith Sheltering pain There is a way to gain Faith still moves mountains The fire of faith moves in beauty As it burns through any circumstance State...

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I loved adolescence, it is the time we get witty and bright. If we are lucky, and I was, it is the time we feel pretty And come into our “own right”. I remember thinking how much fun life was, in the days I felt cute. People were nice to me, at this time, I had never met an ogre,...

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Return to a past what changes to make, things I have done or places I've been. Who should I be a better version of me? Reviewing life's travels and what's come to pass, would you change any aspect of the person you see? Who I am in the present no changing my tracks, like the mirrors reflection just a future look back....

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he lands in a ditch of forlorn she scoffs and laughs he feels trashed and dissed she does not look back not caring that they used to love each other...

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"scared" "I'm getting off" Still, my bike ride continued everyday I cried and closed my eyes I begged ardently feeling father's hand, we went forward "Dad, are you holding it?" "Are you holding the bike well?" in a large playground there was father and me alone already a month I was just falling wheeling I couldn't even ride my bike for a few minutes every time like this Father with...

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Take my advice: Forget hither: Like a smitten plant you'll wither! Know I thou, shalt make it thither; If thou can'st, then, not here either: For who would'st work like spider Of riches and respite neither... Aye! In cold London remaineth Others have it made with cold breath; There I ruleth not out pain, Still the saddest pain doth soon wane And what taketh over...

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Amelia Romero NM a daughter When I look back I relive petty torments The way you teased me The way I displeased you The scars I needn’t show With nowhere else to go Avoided you miserably Your need for turbulence had held me hostage Your drama Day by day Flashes of you Only glimpses of possibility Vows of a better life When I look back...

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i had it in the palm of my hand and treasured every moment the open road the opportunities and even time AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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Just a few more days ‘til I turn eighty-one As I look back, life has been so much fun, There were times when I jumped the gun Times I stayed when I should have run. Some say, at eighty, life has just begun It’s those people we probably should shun, Sort of like old ladies who call me “Hon!” Not realizing my...

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