heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Dandelion.
I am a spec in a sky so wide. Swaying through the breeze, on the ocean side. Losing my direction from left to right, but you'll never see me give up a fight. To find my place, to find my home. I'm so tired of being alone. No rain or thunder can steal my light. With the suns reflection shining bright.
By Kathrina Posma4 years ago in Poets
A Novel in Ten Lines
We sat on a concrete wall in Paddington, waiting for the bus. The concrete was cold and hard. A shy punk was Benny. Spiked two-toned hair. Painted-dark punk eyes. I was 13. Handcuffed, he went quietly, missing the bus. The next morning found Benny, a body in blood. A dead-quiet watch-house. A dead cold concrete floor.
By Stevi-Lee Alver4 years ago in Poets
