Poems about months



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№ 1210562

Two months time

It's been two months time and I fucking broke all over again
Because all I could hear was the sound of your laugh
And remember how you used to look at me like I was sunlight
AND HOLY SHIT I FUCKING BROKE ALL OVER AGAIN TONIGHT
MISSING YOU AGAIN HIT ME LIKE A FUCKING HURRICANE TONIGHT
IT'S BEEN TWO MONTHS TIME AND I'M STILL IN LOVE WITH YOUR LIPS
IT'S BEEN TWO MONTHS TIME AND I STILL NEED YOU LIKE AIR
HOLY SHIT THE WIND WHISTLES YOUR NAME ALL THE TIME
AND EVERYONE I MEET MAKES ME MISS YOU
AND HOLY SHIT I FUCKING BROKE ALL OVER AGAIN TONIGHT
I'M STILL WEARING THE NECKLACE YOU BOUGHT ME
AND I FINALLY LEFT THE HOUSE HOPING I'D RUN INTO YOU SOMEWHERE
I FALL ASLEEP WISHING OTHER PEOPLE WERE YOU
AND HOLY SHIT IT HIT ME LIKE A TRUCK
I LOVE YOU
AND HOLY SHIT I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE YOUR GONE
IT STILL FEELS LIKE A BAD DREAM
AND HOLY SHIT I FUCKING BROKE ALL OVER AGAIN TONIGHT


(v. m)


months,  time.

Author: vanessa
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Date: 07/04/2020


№ 1209216

7 months

January:
When he left, he took the whole world with him.
It was clanking behind his car like
A bunch of empty cans

February:
The 8 wonders of the world were
In between the miracle of our bodies breathing together

March:
After him, everything was empty sky.

April:
I tried making my head on your chest feel like home again
All i found was how pain makes craters, and my heart was the moon

May:
I said his name out loud. over and over again, until it brought me to my knees.

June:
You were the one my mother warned me about
The one who will do anything to pull the earth out from underneath me
You always made me feel as if i were falling

July:
We are not supposed to disappear inside of loss or love. someone should have told me that sooner.
This was the month i truly learned what it means to love.

August:
At some point, the paint chips away
And everything is black and white.
You are faced to keep going or to let dying without him kill you
I chose to keep going.

You can't make a home out of the same building you burned down thinking the welcome mat will still be waiting when you decide to come back
My past love, you can't make homes out of people
Someone should've taught you that a long time ago (k. w)


months.

Author: thatdreadedpoet
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Date: 06/04/2020

№ 1208878

Months

I remember september with you.
It was almost fall and just as the leaves fell, so did i for you. i wrote my first poem in a year about you.

I remember october with you.
Your job took up most of your time and i never really got to talk to you that much but i had to pretend to be okay with that. it was the time i almost fell in love with you.

I remember november without you.
I cried for weeks still not over you apparently and never understanding why every time i saw you i was only reminded of the way your blue eyes reflected the moon.

I remember december without you.
Deciding to make my own happiness and stop looking for your car every time i drove down a back road (because you never took the highway).

I remember january with you.
You told me you'd made a mistake. and turns out, you were my biggest one.

I lost every poem i'd ever written about you and i hope i never find them.
(s. j. b. )


months.

Author: sarah bell
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Date: 06/04/2020

№ 1206012

1 Year, 2 Months, 21 Days.

I still imagine you lying next to me on occassion. I don't picture you as you were, rather how I imagine you now. Happier, Healthier, your freckles starting to bloom like they always do this time of year.

I still imagine you lying in the back seat of my car. Now that space is occupied by cameras that I wish I could take pictures of you with, but I'll likely never see your negatives develop again.

I still imagine my parents asking about you, when they'll see you again. Now your name hasn't been spoken in months and all I want is to hear it from somebody besides myself.

I still imagine you waiting for me in my bed sometimes. Now your place has been taken by countless people, but I wish they're you every single time.

I wish it was you.


days,  months,  year.

Author: Brad Tuck
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Date: 03/04/2020


№ 1205548

Eighteen months

What can win against time, someone asked me
Reminiscing the journey which started eighteen months ago
With me and him philosophizing intricacies of life
And human emotion
Relishing the daily luxuries of satisfying debates
When little did I know that we would walk all along
Fighting demons in our own being
Surviving closed ends of fate
And loneliness

The man I got to learn of
His real, gentle and calm soul
Comforted with the truth of a warm heart
Eventually knocking out the dread
Of long distances between us
Relinquishing the storms in our minds
Embracing sparkles of different weathers

Shall it really last forever
Self-contained
Or burst out with emotion
Believing
It really is us
Together
And our love fueled by faith in search of its way
Which outlasts time
A shining beacon
In midst of an ocean of crowded wilderness.


eighteen,  months.

Author: tranquil
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Date: 03/04/2020

№ 1201253

4 Months / I.K.Y.K

By Arcassin Burnham


Still overall I sleep through the grass,
With my head filled with gold and a candle stash,
Light It Up, Light It Up! The Asthma attack...

Let the flowers fly away,
Ain't no room enough to see,
Let the memories fade,
Like you're tryna' clean some sheets,
Flying solo on the road,
Feeling half passed asleep,
Just to settle those scores,
Keeping points for you and me...

2 weeks of desperation,
4 months of irritation,
I will never go back to those memories...


Still overall I sleep through the grass,
With my head filled with gold and a candle stash,
Light It Up, Light It Up! The Asthma attack...
I can just not wait to get that feeling back,

To get that feeling back!
I can just not wait to get that feeling back!
To get that feeling back!
Sleeping through the grass!

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I know you know,
I'm trying not stress you, but your feelings are all over,
And you just want it over,
You know,
That I would never in life itself hurt you or put on a show,
But As time moves slow,
You know,
That you could share your feelings anytime with me,
And when it comes close,
I know you know,
I hope you know...
I love you so.


months.

Author: Arcassin B
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Date: 30/03/2020


№ 1199242

A Year and 5 months

For a year and 5 months they were in love,
A love quite odd but was suited so well
They formed a bond no one ever thought would quell.

All the hushed whispers and sneaky sleepovers.
Stolen kisses with pins to the bed and playful fights all over.
The warmth of their bodies slowly merging together.
The rise and fall of a chest with a racing heart in tune forever.
A head sat resting on ones breast moves in rhythm to the sway of slight breaths.
Soon the butterflies within awakened and infest them like death.

Love was their medication that they had diagnosed,
A treatment of her to pick up the pieces and put in their place
And a prescription for him to mend all the empty black space.

Their love was never perfect like how everyone wants,
But it was such a sight it made others feel daunt,
Their downs were extremely low and the ups were so very high.
But they were intoxicated with their childish love times.

And like all love stories an end soon approached.
She'd detached herself from him, losing all hope,
And just sat and watched while he engrossed into dope,
Both of them forgetting their plans to elope.

Their fights lasted longer and their words grew harsher with anger and resentment.
Their ups soon drowned in hate while memories faded lost in the moment.
She started to long for attention of other people and freedom of her own life
While he immersed himself in his own pity blaming her for all the world's nasty rife.
The facade of perfect love was slowly combusting, filling their skies
With ashes of scorched memories that gathered down by.

On the night of a year and 5 months he just split,
Said she made him feel like nothing and treated him like shit.
She sat in her bed crying typing FUCK YOU,
As soon as she pressed send she knew what she had to do.
She held up her phone and texted him one line.
And in that moment it was over on the stop of a dime.

A year and 5 months was so quickly thrown away,
All of the time had just been tossed into disarray.
It was a year and 5 months that I broke his heart,
And its been a month in a half that I live to regret that part.

-Alicia Hubert


months,  year.

Author: Alicia Hubert
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Date: 28/03/2020

№ 1196643

In One Months Time

The first week you left me
My knees begged feet
To pick me up from floor.
But it didn't answer.

The second week
My lids begged eyes
To cease deluge of rain
But they didn't stop.

The third week you left me
My mind begged eagle
To whisk me off forever.
But it never came.

The forth week
In heart I begged spirit
To help me move peaceful.
They answered giving me peace.


months,  time.

Author: Star BG
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Date: 25/03/2020

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