They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Shhh... What is that sound? It sounds like someone's crying. Just a crying wind. I hear something. Something near is burning.
By Muhammad Bayazeed4 years ago in Poets
Saw it in your eyes like a fire on a mountain a soft silent rage Felt it in your smile a reflection of myself salt water that burns
By Debbi Lonmon4 years ago in Poets
A fire inside Melts the bars around my soul Spilling out my dreams Water drip drip drips Washing my dreams far away Lost to the ocean
By Dragon Dreamer4 years ago in Poets
My words have no nationality and the horizon is wide! I escaped from the timbre of a melody: what about you, my gentle hereafter?
By Recipology4 years ago in Poets
I think about you often. I think about how your laugh sounded, especially that one time in the car on the windy road with your bong in my lap.
By MM4 years ago in Poets
Taking a last Breath Saying a final good-bye A sign in the sky The Birth of Water Pure and Cleansing to my soul Refreshed and Renewed
By Christina Barrett4 years ago in Poets
Impress me, she said, tell me something deep, Impress you? He mused, you sow what you reap. Entertain me, she tried, have a drink or two with me,
By Rachael MacDonald4 years ago in Poets
Sky tears blown away Scorching the earth like acid Washing my spirit Pouring into me The flames of my existence Rooted with a hug
By Indie Johnson4 years ago in Poets
Embers give forth sparks The flame that burns between us Our fire lit the night You whispered my name As your breath caressed my neck
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)4 years ago in Poets
Where Water has drenched Earth and Air silently touching There Fire has scorched
By Joshua C. Miller4 years ago in Poets
He wrote her each day Five word sentences in prose It flowed like water. She wrote back each day Five word poetry in rhyme
By Lisa Akemi4 years ago in Poets
When I lose myself, I sit down upon the ground, And find my being. I close my dry eyes, And vanish to bright ripples In my memory.
By Lorelei Russell4 years ago in Poets
