They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Love in the wrong place I feel it as hunger and answer it: a chocolate bar dipped in a jar of peanut butter, a punnet of strawberries and cream,
By TheSpinstress 3 years ago in Poets
In a new city, you become a new person In a vast wintry place, it all seams unreal I float on clouds Each step is divinely timed
By Rowan Riley3 years ago in Poets
In the twilit shadowy still, the moonlight casts a silver spell. The world below in slumber lies, underneath the vast, unending skies.
By Varsha Elizabeth3 years ago in Poets
worthy of much more the lie we all tell ourselves not worthy of more
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
A single photo is all they want But held hostage by you in Vermont Can’t you stop thinking of yourself ? Deadbeat dearly clearly departed
By Xine Segalas3 years ago in Poets
And then, of course, the journal Mother gifted Back when Friday felt like another Christmas. I write: it never snows these
By Dylan Nicholson3 years ago in Poets
~~~~~~~~~~ I was learning to be stronger,For you~But it obviously wasn't good enough...Or I'm not good enough?If only I had one more chance, For you~To take me back to the first day I met you, To bring back that feeling of love,Even though you still mistook my kindness for weakness,And now you've left,None of it matters,You teased me into thinking I could change myself,For you~Even though you never quite loved me.
By Kodah3 years ago in Poets
Athena stepped on my toe It did not hurt She is the lightest Goddess In the Cosmos My heart feels heavier now ----- Tears did not stop
By Patrick M. Ohana3 years ago in Poets
I dreamed of you again last night Woke up to that same heart sick feeling You made me feel when I was 17 You flirted, you touched, you kissed me
By Kathleen Anderson 3 years ago in Poets
You want to stop? "Keep going!" Want to cry? "Keep going!" Want to hide? "Keep going!" Want to die? "Just keep going!"
By Anna 3 years ago in Poets
at night black of the night cradling my self-worth dismayed at mirror reflection encroaching thoughts fading facade, no feelings
In shadows cast by fractured dreams, A whispered tale of silent screams, I stand, a testament to survival's art, A heart once shattered, now stitched with scars.
By RealRedFox3 years ago in Poets
