heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Tomorrow
Tomorrow is another day, Another day of torture, Another day to sigh. Why life has been scourging, Devouring all the light,
Umama ZahirPublished about an hour ago in PoetsSoulful Serenade
In the garden of love, where hearts intertwine, Devid and Lousy's romance is simply divine. Their story unfolds like a graceful serenade,
Waseem ChemPublished about 5 hours ago in Poets
Heartbreak Supercut
I have said goodbye to many canine friends. Every period of my childhood and young adulthood has been marked by "Which dogs did we have then?"
S. C. AlmanzarPublished about 6 hours ago in PoetsTechnological Advancements AI
Paired murmurs wind through silicon veins, Making reverberations of progress in algorithmic territory. Pieces and bytes waltz in symphonious elegance,
Let It Fade
It's just a little treat Just a little pill A couple sips here and there Let the smoke fill your lungs Anything to make it all stop
Mercedes ChavezPublished about 9 hours ago in Poets
It Was Real
When it began It was just an innocent smile But then we laughed And we laughed a lot We talked More and more with each passing day
Mercedes ChavezPublished about 9 hours ago in PoetsBroken
I haven't brushed my teeth in a week I hope you like to see my gums bleed Wish I could've been whatever you needed Wish I wasn't so conceited
Bella MariePublished about 9 hours ago in PoetsThe Price I Pay
I knew you were the one the first day I met you. Beautiful; you were always my favorite view. But you were the mansion; I was the trailer park.
Alexandria StanwyckPublished about 12 hours ago in PoetsCharacter study: Split rivers
To investigate the sum of all of your parts, the true meaning of your identity, ideas, emotional joys and malaise, some people look to multiple facets to understand that whole. As a writer, I have explored myself in my work. I keep the character separate with their own history, dilemmas, hopes and dreams. However, the deep roots of creating realistic characters has a vein that crawls close to my heart. Here is series of haiku that represents parts of who I am, what I represent and hope to give to others, and my deep personal perspective on my identity.
Melissa IngoldsbyPublished about 16 hours ago in Poetslove
my love for you is a tragedy because i cannot breathe with it and i cannot breathe without it. i would slit my throat
haiku november last
pick and think and try what do you try not to do what if stop trying? . . . [11/26/23] . . .
kory salajkaPublished about 19 hours ago in Poets
haiku november, four
it's cold and windy it's november so that's right have to wear more clothes . . . [11/19/23] . . .
kory salajkaPublished about 20 hours ago in Poets
