They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
I re-apply the plasters, for them to fall off in the shower and reveal mistakes and callouses I try hard not to aggravate.
By Reece Beckett8 months ago in Poets
You carried a soul beneath your heart, A little life too soon to start. - Though earth could not become their home, Their spirit never drifts alone.
By Latisha Jean8 months ago in Poets
I’m unlearning rules I never agreed to, but lived by like rent. Don’t be too much. Don’t need too much. Don’t make a scene.
By Milan Milic8 months ago in Poets
Why Did The Colours Run I washed the day with careful hands, believing what was bright would stay, reds and blues held their own names,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
There was a season I prayed in pieces, faith held thin and often borrowed, hope stitched with grace, asking God to meet me quietly
By Hannah Lambert8 months ago in Poets
Citizen of the Shelf, This message applies to you. The one with the barcode of someone’s, maybe branded across your forehead.
By Andre The First8 months ago in Poets
Every time I think of heartbreak, I immediately think of heartburn. Maybe because my heart can’t break from the love I once yearned.
By Yalisa Matos8 months ago in Poets
There was a space made for you before you arrived. A spot within our hearts a prayer without words. You existed not in weight or sound
By Emilie Turner8 months ago in Poets
The Black Sheep Of The Family She was the black sheep of the family, never as good as her siblings in their polished light.
We loved each other in unfinished sentences. Always almost. Always later. Our mouths learned the shape of “someday” but our hands never reached it.
By luna hart8 months ago in Poets
I miss you—but not the you I dated, the you I lost. I don’t miss the person who learned to hate me. I miss the person who was oh so eager to get to know me.
By O.W8 months ago in Poets
Love Is Crap Love is crap, it shows up dressed as hope, with clean hands and a convincing smile. It promises warmth, a place to land,
