They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
A milestone occasion // All the memories that could've been // All the ones already set // Pictures holding memories // Cementing captured feelings // It's what we keep tangible // To keep holding on.
By Rielle3 years ago in Poets
This road, it is a river, A vein cut in the earth, That marries destinations And separates the hurt. They're endless, all these rivers,
By Benjamin Kibbey3 years ago in Poets
It doesn’t matter how hard I try,.... you are there to hold me up when it benefits you; but quick to turn your back when I need you too.
By Nicole Poston3 years ago in Poets
A small harmless choice It brought you into this world Your choice took you away. R.I.P. Uncle Josh, I will miss you greatly.
By Tressa Rose3 years ago in Poets
Venom from the snakes mouth Poisoning the ears of the innocent Sting of the scorpions tail Crimson red spills out. ~~~ Parchment drenched in sweat and tears
When my soul is doubtful, I write. Sometimes… if the rabbit foot hiding in my imagination actually works, then it works. Does it though?
By Mark R. Cieslak3 years ago in Poets
Have you forgotten about me? Is spring officially over? Did you get rid of all evidence of me? What are you trying to prove?
By Yoga Phratam3 years ago in Poets
Looking through my own eyes Yet I see only your vision Searching for my own way All I find is your path We are supposed to walk side by side
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Poets
Amid the battlefield's embrace, a soldier faces heartache in the shadows of night. He sends letters with love across the miles, only to be met with betrayal in his wife's
By Abigail Wanjiru3 years ago in Poets
It's a boy, the doctor said The arrival of an heir Celebrations, happy tears, He took his first step, He loved the pink dress,
By Umama Zahir 3 years ago in Poets
Like a glistering mist, the shadow of his body faded away, The tears held in for so long found their freedom that day The salty water dripping from her eyes,
I know you’ve moved on but does she know about me? I know she is pretty but does she look as pretty as me when my hair was full of suds you were washing away in the shower? You always called me beautiful while the warm water covered our bodies.
By Sadie3 years ago in Poets
