heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
A Mother's Ode to Strength
In the early morn, a world of two, yet one, A married single mother, a journey just begun. With tiny hands that hold both hope and love,
Nickiesha's WayPublished 7 months ago in PoetsWaving bye to the ship that sails
he has slowly stopped coming around already a new bed he has already found again and again he puts me last he still keeps in touch with his “past”
Kiesha’s DiaryPublished 7 months ago in PoetsShattered Pride
A sentiment is what's beholden, folded cards stuffed into a frame-broken. How insensitive could vanity grow when a stage hasn't set a show?
OneWithPenPublished 7 months ago in PoetsI’ll Be HonEst
It’s tough. No, it is not. Maybe it is. Sometimes I feel like writing but, should I? There are millions and millions of questions that I ask myself and, still, I cannot answer.
Michi(ri)n-SanPublished 7 months ago in PoetsTears
I’m looking out the window of our apartment Wondering why all the things that make me cry start with you. It’s love always like this
Aubrey jamesPublished 7 months ago in PoetsRecreate
I am in love Allow me to demonstrate It is a love you can't just replicate How can I replicate this feeling with anyone else?
Frankie MartinelliPublished 7 months ago in Poetsturn away
turn away bright eyes before I have to close mine to shut out the light stripping my masquerade . turn away bright eyes
Kayleigh Fraser ✨Published 7 months ago in PoetsInside my beer's tear
Rainstorms linger here Missed twilight and something bright Inside my beer’s tear -------------------------------------------------------------------
Gary LougheedPublished 7 months ago in PoetsThe mystery of Moon.
In the celestial dance, the Moon does play, A mystic partner to our Earth each day. Its origin, a riddle from afar, A tale of cosmic collisions, a guiding star.
Mahzabien Fredous MaishaPublished 7 months ago in PoetsDo You See Me
do you see the way the sky dances in my eyes * do you hear the sound of hope which rings in my voice * do you feel
Love, NellPublished 7 months ago in PoetsWho Speaks for the Moon?
Who speaks for the moon When the books are removed Who will whistle our tune Who will tell our tale when our tails are hidden
Atomic HistorianPublished 7 months ago in PoetsI Want To Be Lame With You
I want to be lame with you I want to hold your hand As we walk through the morning dew I want to just sit and do all the nothing
Atomic HistorianPublished 7 months ago in Poets