Moving On Poems - Page 3

  1. 41. Same Song

    • By Leonna Alcaraz
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems July 2015

    This poem is about loving someone even when they no longer love you. You become accustomed to loving them in your everyday life, but you have to move on. It will be hard, but you will let go, slowly but surely.

    Love Is Like Listening To A Song

    Loving you when you're gone is like listening to my favorite song.
    I've just been listening to this one for far too long.

    It's hard to stop listening when the birds sing it too.
    I guess in my world it really is a popular tune.

    I've replayed it so many times that I sing it in my head.
    It's the last thing I listen to before I go to bed.

    But we all know after a while all songs get old,
    And after that while I'll learn to let go.

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  2. 42. The Mysteries Of Love

    • By Tia Poindexter
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2015

    I was feeling very bad about a breakup I had, and when I feel bad I write. This is what I wrote, and it made me feel better.

    Poem About The Hope Of Finding Someone

    Love is a mystery
    never to be solved
    when two people have history
    and are so involved
    how do you save it
    when it all goes wrong?
    is it meant to be?
    will it end suddenly?
    no one knows
    only time can tell
    if you will stay
    and things will go well
    but don't get mad
    or even be sad
    because if he's not the one
    you will find him
    because we all have someone

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  3. 43. Can't Stop Going Back To Him

    • By Marissa
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems November 2013

    A poem about my boyfriend. We constantly fight.

    He gets her every time.
    Those blue eyes hypnotize.
    She believes every lie
    That he's ever told her.
    His touch she can't resist,
    And with just one kiss
    He pulls her back in.
    She can't say no
    He's got control
    Of her all over again.

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    I kept going back to the same man for 12 years, even though he cheated, lied, and beat on me. He left me and married someone else, and I still took him back.

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  4. 44. Always Be

    I am a simple girl with simple thoughts, but on occasion something will flow through. With those simple thoughts, I've always had complex feelings and emotions. It's always been hard for me to reveal my true self, unless I put it in writing. Everyone has that one person that they wish they could express all of their feelings to but can't for some reason or another. These feelings can be hard to express. This one goes out to the one that got away...

    Where Can I Find Love Poem

    We've connected through times of joy
    Even through times of pain
    I can see right through your show and
    Unfortunately, I have to let you know
    That you are the one for me
    You have and will always be

    I've seen the way you look at me
    And although I may turn with chagrin
    I'll never be able to show you
    Just the way I feel
    I know that one day I will be free
    From this feeling of regret and sorrow
    But for now, all I have to say is

    My life will move on today
    With or without you ..will you stay
    If I beg you, don't leave
    Will you still be there for me
    And if I should choose to let you see
    You have and will always be
    The only one for me

    Someday down the line
    Maybe one day I'll let you in
    It's been the hardest thing for me
    To feel this way and pretend
    But maybe one day if there's a chance
    You'll see exactly what I saw
    That I am the one you need
    For now, I just want to be free

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  5. 45. Unconditional Love

    • By Monetlicia Blanks
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems May 2011

    We all go through break-ups in life, and it in a sense belittles our mentality of who we really are to ourselves--lowers our self-esteem. This is a poem about accepting the fact that you are no longer what someone has but loving being what they had. In other words, this poem is explaining that it's ok to be a person's ex because it is deemed their lost. I remember going through a bad break-up, and I didn't want to see myself without him. It took me a while to understand that it was his loss.

    For years I was your lustful toy,
    emotionally and physically battered and torn,
    No hope for a heart whose path was less treaded by love,
    one whose path was brutally worn,
    I've seen with my eyes I wasn't befitting to be your prize,
    because of the lies I know the truth,
    I had to learn that love is not saying, "I love you,"
    but it's all in the things you do.
    Can't regret a thing that happened between me and you--
    just have to be glad we're through--there's no more pain,
    And I've sold my ticket from being "in,"
    and now I claim the outwardly sane, beautiful am I.

    I've seen that hurt as one reason to
    fly past the tears and the option of years of being broken,
    How can you buy what a person has sold you,
    if neither of your stores are open?
    Meaning--none of the hearts that partake
    in this thing called love are producing a product,
    Logic says when one hurts you it should be over,
    but trying harder says you gain a profit,
    True--no one wants to be alone,
    no one wants to play the fool either, but we do!
    I unconditionally loved you, but now I'm glad we're through.
    What a blessing to have my mind back, and escape the hell of lust
    Knowing God didn't put you here for me to give my heart to,
    God didn't design that thing we called "us"

    See--you're the person that you are because that is who life has made you--
    played you, never have I ever
    But the fact that you mistook your lust for love,
    played the game, and dealt the right hand to me--that was clever,
    They say we all need a little dirt to grow,
    well the dead in me has arisen, now I'm livin'
    Understanding my heart's capabilities,
    living life accordingly, God-fearin'
    See, God gave me the vision,
    and he's waiting on me to be patient enough to receive,
    And I used to not have any faith in love, but now I do believe,

    I recall a man told me I was too loving,
    and one told me I did too much for him
    The other told me that I wasn't going to be loved by anyone--
    that I was going to be nothin'
    But the thing about a man named GOD,
    he told me that is the past
    That those who are last shall be first,
    and those who are first shall soon be last
    I don't regret loving you,
    I regret the bridge didn't burn too fast

    See what hurts a man is when you stop moping over the pain,
    MAKE yourself a name,
    Stop worrying about being what he has,
    and start being proud to be what he had!

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