They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
O, thank this endless, rotten sea The devil red moon That burns into my heart like the midnight sun, I can’t seem to sleep, my endless love,
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
She is a mystery, a enigma untold, A wonder to behold, a story yet unfold, With eyes like the stars and a smile so bright,
By Eshna Eman 4 years ago in Poets
Aye, the strains of a Techno-Cumbia beat bounce across South Texas A lively specter emerges En una luz brillante Como La Flor!
By Lana Broussard4 years ago in Poets
After decades We came face to face, We were locked by Our intense gaze, The eyes spoke a language which don't need words,
By MD4 years ago in Poets
Dear Father, The last time you saw us it shattered my heart I felt like I disappointed you, like I wasn't enough The way I live my life is very unconventional
By I Am Sav Renee4 years ago in Poets
If Only...., If only I could talk to you now But I know that you just don’t know how I know you are still with me here But you are faraway even though you are near
By Tryna Weiss4 years ago in Poets
I almost didn’t come tonight Knowing you would be here And I would not be able to Stop myself from watching your every move
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior4 years ago in Poets
Dear fourteen-year-old girl, With big dreams and stars in her eyes, Who believes you have your whole life mapped out. I’m afraid I have some bad news for you…
By Kelsey Clarey4 years ago in Poets
Dear future self, Those books upon your shelf that you finally finished writing are each a testament to your will — you never stopped fighting.
By Jacob Sherman4 years ago in Poets
Dancing sadness fills the air As I twirl in despair My heart heavy with pain As tears fall like rain My feet move to the beat
By NelsonZone4 years ago in Poets
When I talk with you, I feel like a butterfly flitting in the wind, with my best friend; touching every moment, like the tasting of every flower, gently swept by the breeze of time, with you only inches away from my heart, and mine.
By Joshua C. Miller4 years ago in Poets
Flowers wither as time goes by, I wither at the sight of your once-radiant smile. Hurt is an understatement for how you’ve wounded me,
By HerPrivateLife4 years ago in Poets
