They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
I see the world before me, A canvas painted dark and bleak, Colors muted, shades of grey, A picture that's hard to speak.
By Jinnah3 years ago in Poets
no tourists today just a long, empty trail that reminds me of you
By Eric Pitty3 years ago in Poets
Eyes as black as night Skin like shiny onyx Smiling the devil's grin Hair sprouting from his head like a male version of Medusa , I envy his confidence.
By Victoria Gray3 years ago in Poets
Oxytocin makin' it all okay When I come back down, it doesn't feel the same Now I'm sittin' 'round, waitin' for the world to end all day
By Shivamplanet3 years ago in Poets
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (ooh) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (ooh) Ayy, ayy Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Needless to say, I keep her in check She was a bad-bad, nevertheless (yeah)
Poem (No More War) No more war, no more tears, enjoy your life as well as your future, Keep interested in your own abilities and hobbies,
By nanosa nona3 years ago in Poets
Another banger Baby, calm down, calm down Girl, this your body e put my heart for lockdown For lockdown, oh, lockdown Girl, you sweet like Fanta o
Her eyes open as the sun begins to peek over the horizon, She closes them again with a painful sigh, She lays quietly pondering what has become of her life,
By Colleen Millsteed 3 years ago in Poets
how do I learn to forget? How do I learn to forget how they take their tea on a sunny morning in their favourite mug And how they like it slightly darker on a cooler day,
By Bev3 years ago in Poets
In distant lands, where duty calls, An army man stands tall and strong. His heart, aching, for the ones he loves, His family, who've waited for so long.
By Gokul Nath3 years ago in Poets
They rose with the dough in the morning, rays of happy light and yeast a-scorning. Miniature elephants pranced in a line like ants in a weaving row;
By Rowan Finley 3 years ago in Poets
In the world of anime, where reality is but a dream, π And every moment gleams with the brightest beam. β¨ There are wondrous sights to see, π
By Khudair Ahmed Shaikh3 years ago in Poets