They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
In a world where worries run deep, There's a tale of joy, a secret to keep, It's the magic of a simple cheer, The sweet allure of free beer.
By Andrew4 years ago in Poets
In the vast expanse of space and time, There lies a mystery undefined. An enigma that has yet to be shown, An unknown that remains unknown.
By Karun 4 years ago in Poets
I walk around a house full of eroding day-to-days. Bumping around but not moving a thing I trip and fall down a staircase but no one hears me scream
By K.B. Silver 4 years ago in Poets
In your eyes I see a world of wonder, A place of beauty that pulls me under. With each breath, my heart beats anew, For it knows that it belongs to you.
By Mehmet Ali Baki4 years ago in Poets
I miss you, not in a nostalgic way, not out of loneliness, Desperetly, I miss your touch, our talks, our jokes, your vanilla cologne,
By thesleeplesswriter4 years ago in Poets
I walk in with eyes cast down Always aware of the mirror on the wall Worried about who I will see in the glass If I will break, or keep looking back
I will choose who I will be I played their parts up till today A dancer on call for any stage A chef ready to fill your needs
On an eve, which wasn’t quite fine, Positioning myself in a floral garden just to recall those words of spine, About which I was of opinion that it’s invalid, but no, now I can’t.
By Shamreena4 years ago in Poets
Missing Mother's sweetness of scented perfumed summer flowers, her soft wrinkled bony hands holding mine, her warming skin starting to cool,
By Denise Larkin4 years ago in Poets
In a world that's divided by wealth, Where some are rich and others in stealth, There's a gap that seems too wide to breach,
By Arish Ali 4 years ago in Poets
Festivals are a time of cheer, When people gather far and near, To celebrate and spread good cheer, And forget all their worries and fear.
I still remember the first time with you. We lay in my bed in my dads house Upstairs whilst he slept downstairs We’d been watching films all night on my laptop
By Bev4 years ago in Poets
