heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
The ocean
afraid because the waves of sadness have returned and they've only gotten bigger and I've forgotten how to swim and suddenly I've forgotten how to breathe I mean I know I can recall a time when there was only you and me but you sat there and you judged me like you were the Holy One yet somehow you were still my only one I wanted your light but you left me in a storm but instead of using this spark to light a fire to your things I've decided to light a fire within me I've decided that I have no choice but to right my wrongs to right my wrongs and I don't know what's right and I don't know what's wrong I don't know how much of me is left or how much of me is right like I told you I'm afraid I can't sleep alone at night because you're gone well I don't mean you're gone I mean you left and you were right we don't belong together our love was out of spite thank you thank you
By Xiovi Snow3 years ago in Poets
Hurt
I want to hurt you how you hurt me put on the show and end with a curtsy now I want to curse you how you curse me like I wouldn't give a fly if thy died I would of spat on you if you was thirsty I want to call you all the time but you probably stop talking to me I was getting called a bee so much you would have thought he was dog walking me when we outstand extra close to me so everybody know that he milk me good milk me up good you know tearing up my insides but on the inside leaving me very odd I don't cried so much I Got No More Tears to cry I've been so used to this fake love. could do me dirty and I'll be like well it ain't nothing love I sit in weight love I like to move quick feelings up and down like elevators I've been MIA booed up but sometimes I fake love we got this contradicting relationship cause sometimes I hate love how we fight and then we make up I gotta found I got a problem with my Foundation ain't no bee that I can make up fry all right
By Xiovi Snow3 years ago in Poets
Huntress
Don't drop your scepter. Don't hand over your crown. Don't give up your throne. Don't go lightly into that frozen ground. The blood of a thousand strong women flow within my veins. I have the power to overcome. We have gone mad with wonderous fury and sharpened claws. My future deviates from you because you never had any plans in the first place. My stubborn will will carry me over the threshold. Centuries of provoked women echo throughout my body. I will live again with the help of their strength. I will become the strongest version of me. I will shed my skin and realign anew. I will surpass you with the velocity of a viking warrior, a huntress that knows no bounds. I will not give you my surrender. You will not take me alive. My patience is enormous and grows ever steady. My aim is tried and true and strikes at the heart of your devolution. I am a masterpiece in the making, a rough draft to a final copy. My endurance will outlast you. My pain has tranformed me and it's something you will never witness. I have learned to win. You will never have control over me ever again. I will be happy again despite your absence. I do everything now just to spite you. I will prevail and you will not do anything to stop this progression. I have stopped chasing the meaningless and will embrace my own advancement. I will shine brighter than you ever imagined. My bow and arrow is my weapon. I will wipe the tears you caused and the dust from the fall. You're not the only one who can have it all.
By Anna Torres3 years ago in Poets
