They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
They say you have to be grateful for the rainfall In a few years this separation won't matter at all In a few years we'll be laughing it off
By Frankie Martinelli3 years ago in Poets
"I'm not sorry!" he screams, The little child Inside this 6-foot, 100-kilogram, 37-year old man, Takes over. Stubborn, Upset,
By Manisha Dhalani3 years ago in Poets
Do I Yet Exist in this story That I might presume to Walk on by, unconcerned Even as I hear a fellow soul choosing to
By Gabriel Huizenga3 years ago in Poets
Tea leaves dance, swirling in porcelain white, Memories settling, bathed in pale moonlight. Each cup consumed, a chapter untold,
By a broken heart3 years ago in Poets
Fado lingers, a mournful sigh, On empty chairs, beneath the moonlit sky. Each note a tear, echoing the pain, Of love's lost song, left whispering in the rain.
Sun lingers low, casting long, sad gold, On cobblestones, where laughter used to unfold. Autumn wind whispers secrets, dry and sere,
“Is love like the snow? Does it arrive silently, with no fanfare? Will it fall from the cloudy skies above and color the world in its hue?” - A Sign of Affection, Yuki Itose E1 11:27
By Amanda Starks3 years ago in Poets
Despair - An AcrosticDespair is the absence of hope Distant flames - entice in the wind - atop a frigid mountainside Endless terrain - jagged and twisted - mark a strewn pathway toward it
By L.Clabrough3 years ago in Poets
broken rere cord apologies just another chance to hurt and harm again and again rinse repeat, refresh, reboot rinse repeat, again, again
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
Sweet Tiffany There are so many words of comfort to offer you having met the kind, loving, thoughtful beautiful little glimpses of your inner soul
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
In the labyrinth of life, we sometimes stray, Where familiar paths fade to shades of gray. Lost in the whispers of the winding way,
By Ashiii3 years ago in Poets
In tender hours of youth's sweet haze, First love alights with gentle gaze. A whispered sigh, a trembling hand, In uncharted realms, we both stand.
