They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Put on your favorite dress, or your favorite pair of shoes, Something that makes you feel confident, and helps you shine through.
By new king4 years ago in Poets
Fear grips my heart, it takes hold of my soul, A weight on my shoulders, that's hard to control. It whispers in my ear, with a voice so unkind,
The door stands tall, it beckons to me, With a promise of change, and the chance to be free, It whispers of adventure, and the magic within,
In the dead of night, when the moon is high, And the world is shrouded in darkness and mystery, The witching hour arrives, and the veil between worlds,
Rise up, oh mighty soul, And let your light shine bright, For within you lies a power untold, A strength to conquer any fight.
She weaves her spells like a spider spins her web, With intricate patterns, and threads of magic so fine, She is the spell weaver, the mistress of the craft,
As the moon rises high in the sky, And the stars shine bright with an eerie light, The witching hour draws nigh, And the world is transformed in the blink of an eye.
In the quiet of the evening, As the sun begins to set, We pause to catch a fleeting moment, That we'll never soon forget.
There's a beauty in a woman that's more than just skin deep, A strength and resilience that's often hidden, but never asleep,
They rise before the sun each day, Ready to face what comes their way, They carry burdens that no one sees, And yet they do it all with ease.
Days in December were littered with snow and confetti We hastily built our world and huddled inside Speaking our own language
By Jamie Martinez4 years ago in Poets
Your shadow follows where you tread, A constant friend who's always led, Through light and dark, it's always there, A loyal companion who's always aware.
By Quincy.V4 years ago in Poets
