They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Sitting here Wanting to ask an unaskable question Oh the hesitation What if it’s the answer I want What if it’s the other
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
I don’t want to need you for the rest of our eternal lives. I can’t let myself need you in hopes that the things keeping us apart will
By Dex Molina 3 years ago in Poets
Two strangers share cigarettes and jokes streetlights play on their empty glasses the magic that holds them is but a puff of smoke always running, always hiding, careful
By Dole Ayomide3 years ago in Poets
My fear was losing you, and so, I lost you, Like a fragile petal in the wind, brushing the ground and fading away. In the darkness of the night, I still think of you and feel you, hoping that one day,
By Keepright Funkuro Luke3 years ago in Poets
A hound sits on a chain in the backyard Grateful for the scraps It's such a wonderful reward Tail wagging at your silhouette through the windows
By Joni Écrit3 years ago in Poets
She wishes she could tell you About the deepness of her pain How it feels so never-ending And how at times it overwhelms her so
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior3 years ago in Poets
new year’s eve of snowy bliss my lips became - your last kiss . we had only met a few hours prior your sparkling eyes - a realm higher
By Kayleigh Fraser ✨3 years ago in Poets
As I was going for a walk, When I turned the next block, Under the night sky With no insects not even a firefly, I saw underneath the moon,
By Sid Aaron Hirji3 years ago in Poets
I wonder what you thought that day were you sad? were there tears to match mine across the space of an ocean? or were you happy,
By Camillia Simonds3 years ago in Poets
It feels as though my soul is being torn apart, As I bleed heavily, my pain flowing from within. But amidst this perspective it brings,
By A Lady with a Pen3 years ago in Poets
If seven scripts of seven sins is what You seek, then allow me of the 1st name's to speak. If You go and read of the seven scripts, You must wander deep into the crypt.
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Poets
I am a last born of my family, A strong woman inside When people see me they say that, I act like a spoiled person. However I am not like that because I have faced a lot of things in my life .
By Joy3 years ago in Poets
