They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Growing up i was always brought. I would get a “whoopin” and brought something after. All i wanted was “I’m sorry” and “I’ll never do it again”
By Muvaa Bee 💛🐝3 years ago in Poets
Do you remember, pretty Violet, how the Indigo would blossom in the spring? So vibrant were the bursts of efflorescence, Tesselate impressions watercolored onto all our tattered, cotton things (as we)
By Gina C.3 years ago in Poets
Dived into deep oceans together, climbed steep mountains Into the stormy seas we sailed So intense the triumphs and the pains
By Gal Mux3 years ago in Poets
It still hurts, you know You're gone, the world moves on But...it still hurts Never again will I see that smile Hear that laughter; your zest and zeal
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
What a strange world where no one tell the truth What a strange world when you can't trust anyone new Don't wanna be here I just want to disappear now
By Mitchelle 3 years ago in Poets
In a love that's lost its way, I find myself in disarray, Bound by chains of misery, In a situationship that's not meant to be.
By A.M Oshodi3 years ago in Poets
(I started writing because I wanted to be able to write lyrics, mostly I don’t find the rhythm, but this one came out fast and I reckon its more of a song than a poem.)
By Elsa Michaela | @surfthought3 years ago in Poets
In the realm where strength and vulnerability entwine, Let us journey through the depths of the masculine mind. Where men, brave and bold, navigate unseen tides,
By Barirah 3 years ago in Poets
You were the pillars of my creation You didn't need to touch a thing Built me right up to the stars Then knocked me down into the dirt
By Joni Écrit3 years ago in Poets
Deep in the dark, dense forest, there are trees towering over me, they are keeping me safe, but also keeping me on edge with a healthy dose of uneasiness
You told me you could rape me again, That your hands are still strong. Your hair is white now, But you are still menacing.
By Ruth Stewart3 years ago in Poets
Glimmer in their eyes, hope reborn. Smile, like sunlight on a gray morn. In poverty's grip, they find delight. Radiant beam, piercing the night.
By Asif Ali3 years ago in Poets
