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They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.

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By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Poets
In Defiance of `Immortality`. Top Story - July 2023.
TW: death, grief, loss of a pet "Do not stand at my grave and weep" - Well then, perhaps I shall simply sit with you a while, And I shall mourn, and write a little.
By Stephanie Wilson3 years ago in Poets
~ A Girl named Blue!~. Content Warning.
I don't want to be haunted by you I don't want to be haunted by that kiss, I don't want to be haunted by that physical desire
By Jennifer Cooley3 years ago in Poets
YOU. Content Warning.
You are the reason I lie awake at night - eyes wide and heart bursting out of my ribcage. You are the reason I toss and turn, desperate for relief,
By Amanda Starks3 years ago in Poets
Diary of a Midwife
I dig my heels into Chester’s flank, riding the Upper Creek, saddlebags flapping. Hazel had a rough delivery two nights ago. Twins. Bitty things. They’s sucklin’ when I left. Not no more.
By Cathy Schieffelin3 years ago in Poets
The Veil
The picture of you sitting in that Old beat-up Queen Anne style chair That flitted across my computer screen yesterday Jolted me to my very core
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior3 years ago in Poets
Beyond the Generational Divide
In the land where we were born, dear Nigeria, we are the youth, not mere kids, Yet, in your presence, it seems you withhold affectionate bids.
By Nazy Ann3 years ago in Poets
Love After Heartbreak
In the heart of a bustling, big cold city, lived a young girl named Emma. The towering skyscrapers and busy streets had always felt like home to her, but beneath her cheerful facade, Emma carried a burden that only a few knew—the weight of a shattered heart.
By Jack Runner3 years ago in Poets
Ghost Stories
Where are you now? Who knows? But my phantom… Our ghosts slip from our bodies nightly to Convene At three AM, Transmuting above the Atlantic,
By Anji Kaizen3 years ago in Poets
Pray, doth any soul attend to mine lament?
In a world so fast, we're swept away, No time for tears, no love's display, When I cry out, no one is near, But I realized, we all live in fear.
By Yanger Mollier3 years ago in Poets
THE CAT
She is not allowed in. The dog is. He is tiny, black and white and he is not allowed to bark. As soon as he lets out one high pitched WOOF, everyone in the house storms out, reprimands him, catches him, takes him into their arms and carries him inside.
By Beate Carlsen3 years ago in Poets
Failure: The Great Mind Killer
When I close my eye, the worries start to stir There is one thing that grabs me More than anything More than choking, drowning, or suffocation
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets