They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Goodbye hand that grips my neck! Goodbye choking with every breath! Goodbye clutching at my back! Goodbye icky feeling sloshing and draining my life!
By K.B. Silver 4 years ago in Poets
One day you will watch, looking on without care. I will collapse in the absence of power and air. The transformation will take place in an instant, or am I already there?
What does it truly mean to thrive? I wouldn’t know, I’ve never tried. All I’ve ever done with this gifted life of mine; Is scrape and claw and try to survive.
A feeling of longing while being lost A feeling of happiness when they're around A feeling of sadness when you're apart A feeling of hating yourself for still loving them while they abuse that feeling that you cherish so much
By HerPrivateLife4 years ago in Poets
My heart, it has been broken apart. As tears flow freely they violently surge. Rushing forth, forcing a river through tiny shattered shards.
Dear, My Dear, I love you as no other Though now Like a newborn lamb waiting for the slaughter I wait for my time to come
By Lee Saint-Evans4 years ago in Poets
Forgive It has been said Forgive and forget That time can heal all wounds What happens to forgiveness when it gets turned around?
Dear Grammy, I miss you. ̶W̶h̶e̶n̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶d̶i̶e̶d̶ ̶s̶o̶m̶e̶h̶o̶w̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶w̶o̶r̶l̶d̶ ̶k̶e̶p̶t̶ ̶t̶u̶r̶n̶i̶n̶g̶.̶ ̶I̶ ̶w̶a̶n̶t̶e̶d̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶b̶e̶g̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶w̶a̶i̶t̶—
By R.C. Taylor4 years ago in Poets
The words that we won't share The question that I know you would ask and you would also answer them alone for me to create the image you want to believe in
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 4 years ago in Poets
Walking blind my entire life. leaving an invisible trail of destruction and pain. Inside my body, inside my brain. Running in circles but nothing is gained.
Dear You, Since I could not find the courage to talk to you in person. Or hit send to all the messages I tried to compose for you.
By Lou_Einale4 years ago in Poets
Flowers and a Snug I desire me some flowers, A doorstep delivery every season; Lilies and roses during summer Tulips and some English primrose in winter
By josie james4 years ago in Poets
