Strike the match. Set the flame. Light the wick. Replace the pane. The Lantern lit, gives a soft glow. Darkness recedes.
By ZaftigGeek12 months ago in Poets
I will always care about you Even if we never speak again I will always care about you You will always be my friend - I care about your birthday
By Sara Wilson12 months ago in Poets
A long poem about breaking, remembering, and beginning again --- I once believed healing was loud — a sunrise that burned the night away,
By Gohar Ali12 months ago in Poets
I still remember how quiet the room became when we stopped trying to fix it. No shouting, no slammed doors— just the sound of two people
By Anthony Scott12 months ago in Poets
We were two people standing in the same room, but living in different memories. You looked at me like you were already gone,
You said my name differently the last time— soft, distant, as if you were practicing how it would sound without love. The room didn’t know yet.
It didn’t happen overnight— we just began to fade like ink in rain, our words smudging until they stopped making sense.
I measure my days by how long I can go without thinking your name. Some days, it feels like healing. Other days, like forgetting the lyrics
We didn’t shout, we simply stopped listening. We didn’t break, we just forgot to bend. You turned into silence, and I filled it with excuses.
We didn’t break in one moment— we cracked slowly, like glass under heat, pretending not to notice the lines forming between “good morning” and “good night.”
Only that one evening with you. Just one night out together made me cling to you. Memories of your caressing hands keep on popping up.
By Nelo12 months ago in Poets
What a kind soul you are, waking me up with a sweet text. Every day, I wake up thinking about your grin. It's a lifelong therapy for me to cling on.
