Moving Poems - Poems about Moving

Ah, the fragrant fumes of paint drying on a picket fence followed by the grease-stained smell of turpentine on the brush Though doubtless matched by the aroma of oil spills gracing ...

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You didn't want to help me reassemble The puzzle pieces of my broken heart. You didn't want to see how we resemble A couple turning the page for a new start....

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This is a season for peace but not where the war rages, not as our country men die, not as the grill burns human flesh and the sky rains ash. My dear friends, do not tire out as the bombs drop, As the gangs plunder, our babies starve, and friends go missing. As the water dries out, as the chasm widens, when moon shows no light and...

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a dangerous dive into pools of the past praying to hit bottom… … then to shoot up at last ...

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Just keep walking The words ringing in his ears He marches ever onward Trying to leave the memories behind Around each new bend A new start could await But all he finds is empty promises Nothing to the fill the void She left deep inside Each new path Every possibility tried He tries desperately to forget Not to taint others with her memory Comparisons aren't fair To...

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Love is once again finally arising in the air And I am finding myself without a single reason to care, As I forget the one who never wanted to be there....

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Promise I will never bring him up again anymore. Just be patient and please be aware my heart is so sore. Just please give me an actual reason to feel like we can soar....

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Continuous cathartic resonance of black bashful veil, imposing the darkest recess and its tangled tantrums amassed, phases exist without problematic manifest intrusion illusory but for a while, the reckless chilling bursts of wild incendiary angst a blight, such burdens match interminable interior and exterior struggle, the bulk of etched trauma recent or derivative of remote life event, an additional weight as...

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I’ve moved out (of school), I’m moving in (to school). My joke is that I’m having a ‘moving experience.’ Graduating college (3 days ago) was a dream come true I’m starting a master’s degree in 7 days. You have to admire the efficiency. Do I have your permission to bear my soul? I might have imposter syndrome. I’m a harsh critic—of everything—but mostly...

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Inspired by Mati, a Stubborn, Beautiful, Black Angora When Mom sat me on the ground, oh, meow, what fun I found. Loved the out, but now I need in more, so I call and rub our door. Where's our stuff they carried out, I still smell familiars about? They just don't hear me yet, I'm sure there's no reason...

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Life moves time along relentlessly Old-timers swept along resistantly ...

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here it is, the end of our chapter, i can finally tell that little child its over. those endless years, now they didn’t even seem that slow, time to explore the world with what you have come know. soon those nights will roll in of remember when, it was all so easy back then. talking back on the days in school hating every...

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Do not turn back, the past is grave, Its echoes haunt, its hands enslave. The road behind is lined with ghosts, Their voices call, their sorrow boasts. Each step you take, the past will plead, But forward lies the path you need. The hands of time will twist and pull, Yet looking back will take its toll. The doors...

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Exposing rays from leaves, dense forest Over and above with idle flow, riverine raft None, still numerous belongs my closest Melodies out the tropical denses, Spreading vibes in everyone's hymn, Fueling the bonfire with all poor instances, Join all and let's ride good times....

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"Fierce Review" Hindsight reviews tells me so much of what I want to keep, change, or completely drop. My fierce review of my marriage and how my best fell short giving Doug what he earned and deserved… A review only as a widow, not as a divorcee, or in the middle of a dying marriage. This was...

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