heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Ink of Pain: A Poem of Healing
In the depths of night, where shadows creep, I dip my quill in tears, in memories steeped. Each stroke a sigh, each word a bane,
ARJ GamingytPublished 2 minutes ago in PoetsThe Tightrope
Lately just trying my best to find a beat Just trying to walk the tightrope That is you and me All the things that I did
Frankie MartinelliPublished 28 minutes ago in PoetsPresence
It was always there even when it wasn’t, the thought of eradicating that from constant memory was more terror then one could comprehend. All along the Fence in the yard there were patch’s of flowers that grew wild, the resemblance of one’s true colors were forever clouded as the load Clank of a belt hitting the floor echoed of the walls painted with such precision, the thought of maintaining such perfection still comes to mind never fooled by the neurotic, but it was still there, a change was in the air, presence never felt more strongly in one presence without one present, cast the die aside the mold is cracked, never again will it hold the same way.
Pain in Rain
Summer is fine Yet raining is not a pain Feelings all are mine Not enjoying rain in itself is a crime though it provokes a drink of champagne
Break me if you please
Why your face consumed by daisies freshly bloomed intrigues me I don't know. I won't complain I will stay compliant To the small part of my heart that stops beating when you smile
Bella MariePublished about 7 hours ago in PoetsShadow.
The shadow of the past keeps making me sad. I pray and try a thousand times to bring the bright sunlight of today. But this bright sunlight keeps
salt and sugar
I turn off the light And I let you taint my skin But in the dark Anyone can mistake salt for sugar. - do i taste as sweet as i perceived my love for you to be?
Bella MariePublished about 11 hours ago in PoetsLove is the Rainbow and the Rain
How easy it was to touch the sky. Kissing you for the first time. Your touch made me fly, but your love was a disguise. I took you at your word. Words twisted in lies.
Cat BrooksPublished about 12 hours ago in PoetsMy Tummy Is a Dinosaur
My tummy is a dinosaur; I feel it growl, I hear it roar. I know it's time to feed the beast, Perhaps a snack for now at least.
Hailey Marchand-NazzaroPublished about 14 hours ago in PoetsClever Girl
Clever Girl is what he calls me on the silver screen I reserve the right to say that he is just that clueless. Trying to outsmart the intellect of my kind
Gunnar AndersonPublished about 20 hours ago in Poetsride
120 isn’t fast enough to burn the way you made me smile under my tires. if i close my eyes it will be darker than the still night.
- Content Warning
Why Hurt Me?
Why Did They Hurt Me? In the quiet hours of night, when shadows loom and linger, I sit alone and wonder, with trembling, tear-stained fingers.
C. D. GuzmanPublished about 21 hours ago in Poets