heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Nothing
Nothing, cannot be stolen It escapes all and needs no safe No one can own it, alluding in nature If not careful, it will steal everything away Into the void of nothing It embellishes barren Until everyone is hypnotized Unaware while it takes Make no mistake there is no revoke Unprepared, unequipped, unequaled I take joy in knowing I have a treasure hidden in plain sight Nothing, cannot be stolen Largely becoming the way in our climate Greedy nothing, nothing takes All you could carry inside and out It took the devout It did this just to prove Nothing, cannot be stolen It does the taking It is it's own thing Built of years and time Ever remaining Nothing, cannot be stolen If you are lucky enough to realize when you have nothing Nothing is everything Because, Nothing cannot be stolen Sent from my Galaxy
By simplicity3 years ago in Poets
Egoholic
Where do we go When everyone is drunk On their own ego Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
S.O.U.P.
Sleeping on unanswered prayers There’s hope at the death of light So we pray for night to open our sight To our plight Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Suddenly
In this loud house with obnoxious lighting, you pull me aside when the music gets too loud to talk over. Sat on a ratty couch, your arms spread over the cushions behind us and my heart beats almost right out, into my hands. The only thing that scares me more than you wanting to talk to me is you not wanting to talk to me. This scene feels familiar, the déjà vu hits me, and the replay gives me motion sickness.
By daphne gray3 years ago in Poets
Winter's Embrace: A Christmas Symphony of Transformation
In the heart of a city cloaked in winter's frost, where the twinkling lights adorned the streets like scattered stardust, there lived a small boy named Oliver. His days were spent in the cold embrace of loneliness, his heart warmed only by the flickering hope that danced within the glow of Christmas lights.
By GabbarGod Gaming (Aditya)3 years ago in Poets
Harmony of Hearts: A City Serenade
In the luminous embrace of a city that never slept, where the skyline painted a tapestry of dreams against the canvas of the night, two souls collided in a dance of destiny. His name was Gabriel, a maestro of melodies that stirred the heart, and hers, Seraphina, a poetess who wove words into sonnets that echoed in the silence of the soul.
By GabbarGod Gaming (Aditya)3 years ago in Poets
