They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Me...Ivan...I'd be delighted to share my thoughts on "The Sun and Her Flowers" by Rupi Kaur. Buckle up because this book is a poetic journey that will take you through the seasons of life, unraveling emotions and truths in the most breathtaking way.
By Ivan3 years ago in Poets
I hate myself for loving you... I know it's wrong but it feels right. What is so wrong with me To feel this way for my doctor?
By Rene Peters3 years ago in Poets
In a modern world, where progress stands, Wars persist, in distant, foreign lands, Unfair, the suffering from unseen hands.
By Joanna Henderson3 years ago in Poets
he says he loves me, but i just met him yesterday. he says he loves me, but i don’t know his name. he says he loves me and i entertain it,
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
I am dressed for the funeral of my self-respect black from head to toe except the scarf to hide the bruises of your love on my neck.
By TheSpinstress 3 years ago in Poets
My heart carries the weight of so many songs You never wrote and I never heard you sing Cut down much too young, You had so many words and songs left in you
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior3 years ago in Poets
You pay attention to some girl you never met. Should I do the same? You'll just throw tantrums, Another man hugging me just makes you boil.
By Diani Alvarenga3 years ago in Poets
A year went by 2023 was a mixed blight of harsh and happy reality in the dim light of a gloomy bright loss of hope. 2023 brought
By Denise Larkin3 years ago in Poets
We’d rather enjoy our prison of pain Than risk the freedom of love Because we know what the cell feels like Rather than the warmth of their arms
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
In the realm of verses, I cast no competition's net, No costly entry, no triumph to beget. My finest lines, not hoarded for a laurel crown,
By salem fekry 3 years ago in Poets
Beneath the lamplight's softest glow, In an era where whispers ebb and flow, A vintage tale, in sepia tones, Unfurls its petals, where nostalgia drones.
By BrendonJoseph3 years ago in Poets
In the abyss of shadows, where light refrains, A desolate expanse, where darkness reigns. Entwined in the clutches of the stygian night,
