They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Amidst the shadows of a growing world, The bad outweighs the good. It is a stunning scary view, Of what we might have passed by,
By Tambourine Man3 years ago in Poets
An absence. The way you were completely devoid of passion, and how that detachment eventually drained my fervour too. The colour you dunked your whole body in, after you left. It clung to your hair and covered up the pastel of your laughter and the neon of your love.
By Poppy 3 years ago in Poets
When first you came Into my life A burning desire Yearned to be quenched *** I felt your flame Love cut like a knife I bathed in your shower
By Liam Ireland3 years ago in Poets
Rayna was obsessed with the colour Red Tristan badly wanted to lock her in wed He took a knife to his heart She stopped to admire the art He asked "Would you love me if I was dead?"
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran3 years ago in Poets
Corduroy Joy didn’t know she was a toy She thought she was like every other girl or boy She laughed and played all day And at night she laid in her bed
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Not all death is physical Sometimes “living” is nothing more than a ritual A thing we do to get through the day Dragging ourselves from one event to another
“Coco the freak,” his fellow performers called him. “Clowns aren’t funny anymore, they’re just weird,” they said. “Look at him, they way he pervs at us trapeze artists. He’s a freak.”
By Davi Mai3 years ago in Poets
The griding breath of wind grasping my skin, drowning me with senses I am too empty to have. Knowing that one of todays, the domain I revere will forsake me.
By Joy Aranzo3 years ago in Poets
everything looks different during the day less shadows, more hope in your blue eyes mixed with mine – lush greenery overwhelming ordinary storefronts;
By Sun Bee3 years ago in Poets
I hold my breath You're cold and hollow Just like yesterday's mistakes Repeating in my mind. *** I try and find the fire
By Tressa Rose3 years ago in Poets
Where do we go from here? What can you do with a corpse that is barely living? How do you tell someone to abandon you, simply because you aren’t worth it?
By A. Nguyen3 years ago in Poets
What you have dreamt about Is a wish that is in your mind Don’t just kill it and turn yourself into a blind If you have seen it then you can get it
By Wayne 3 years ago in Poets
