They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
In the future, I see A world that's bright and free Where peace and love reign And no one lives in pain I see technology that's advanced
By Arish Ali 4 years ago in Poets
First came the relentless rain, whereby rot took root in the wood. As those helpless, dying fibers silently decomposed, a single, creeping worm
By Jacob Sherman4 years ago in Poets
I once had wished upon a star It soon would all work out But since, I’ve learned the way you are I'm not what you’re about
By Earl W. Pearl4 years ago in Poets
There once was a man, oh so hollow, His heart was an empty and sad pillowed woe, No love, no joy, no cheer, Nothing to hold dear,
By M.Safdar Hussain4 years ago in Poets
Dear Grandma, Thank you for making me strong, for making me know I belong. I know you weren't here long, but inside my heart, you are a song.
By Rene Peters4 years ago in Poets
In golden fields of innocence, Where dreams took flight in wild expanse, With laughter ringing in the air, Childhood memories, oh, so rare.
By Abdur Rahman4 years ago in Poets
Dear Emily, I’m feeling truly lost And don’t know what to do Sitting here broken My soul, aching just for you ***** How can I let you go?
By Gerald Holmes4 years ago in Poets
the washbasin floats north. the capricious bride is spinning & liquefied. spinning red. spinning black a blue landing. one-legged body, indiscreetly pink, pivoting on tiles
By Stevi-Lee Alver4 years ago in Poets
The dolphins leap and dance with grace, Their playful spirit fills the space. But deep within their eyes I see, A longing for the open sea.
By Quincy.V4 years ago in Poets
Did you find yourself in the wrong story? She wasn't looking to be saved. No, not at all. Damsel in distress? No that wasn't the story that she was writing.
By Chloe Unfiltered4 years ago in Poets
Is a tongue that needs no sound. For it speaks through the heart, And echoes all around. It's the touch of a hand, And the warmth of a smile.
By VocalVibes4 years ago in Poets
Dear Broken Young Boy, You once painted bright yellows Rainbows, smiles, and joy You grew up too fast, And then your canvas darkened
By Alexis Dean Jr.4 years ago in Poets
