They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Save your sight Is it left or right I can't fight My left heart is fighting with the right I just don't know which is right
By Karun 3 years ago in Poets
It seems I have a thing for choosing those who channel James Dean, Quirky versions that are not what they first seem. This time, I'll learn, avoiding scenes and strife,
By Mariana3 years ago in Poets
Grief is to be shunned. I will not accept that pain like this is natural. It feels like a sin to lose such warmth and beauty.
By S. A. Crawford3 years ago in Poets
You left the door open after three days, a slight chill a cool breeze that bit my skin. * After a month, snow flurries covered the entrance,
By Natasha Collazo3 years ago in Poets
A babbling brook careening down every facet of the gorge Hurrying on its journey Kicking rocks out of its way Life springing up along its shores
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Amen, says the Christian, a good man, my father, Before his bastard Child was born, wedlock wrapped around my waist like a
By Prairie Johnson3 years ago in Poets
Your sweater lies draped across my chair Sky blue, an effortless appearance In an unassuming neutral environment I feel pure softness extend
By Cindy Calder3 years ago in Poets
In the realm of politics, women unseen, Yet in our conversations, you listen keen. Love and words, a pleasing facade, But when you’re at work, a different charade.
By Evelyn Reads3 years ago in Poets
Affectionate sentiments, scattered on the floor Blue fabric stretched on a couch, where we used to sit Casual feelings, displayed in pictures hung on walls
By The Invisible Writer3 years ago in Poets
The radiance of the night sings in its galore As the lost tales of amour in their quest squander in their rhythmic flair, The sky adorns the coy hue of the dusky blue,
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
The brilliance faded A gem growing dull, Found faux in setting An imposter amongst the rest, Thought true Before changing hue-
By Katrina Thornley3 years ago in Poets
I'm sorry that this didn't work out I tried my best to make things work out But I guess it wasn't worth it I think we have outgrown it
By Gladys W. Muturi3 years ago in Poets
