They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Quiet Like Fire You thought that strength was thunder—fists, a storm against the door, A battle cry on every breath, a boot across the floor.
By Milan Milic11 months ago in Poets
i can't find the words the words i need to say yet i have to find with in me the courage not to stay i couldn't find
By Bren11 months ago in Poets
My mind stays slick When they use the word abuse The word refusing to stick * They're hoping it sticks No matter that I defuse
By Ariana GonBon11 months ago in Poets
The Room Without Doors I live inside a room of sighs, Its walls hum softly, a mournful song, No windows show the passing world,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
Anything But This I can take the storms, the thunder, I can take the heartbreak and the rain, Not this quiet that drowns in comfort,
Fire breathed flames of life from where your name burned into a pile of forgotten ash, decrepit and lifeless as though this too would eventually pass
By K.H. Obergfoll11 months ago in Poets
She stopped waiting for the door to open, for footsteps to mean something more than movement. At first, she didn’t call it freedom
By Nash Georges11 months ago in Poets
Our love crumbling Despite attempted repairs You just wall me out ********** Home falling apart I wanted to mend the cracks
By Andrew C McDonald11 months ago in Poets
"oh hi darling, how are you?" i asked politely "how was the weekend away? " and knowing full damn well she wouldn’t answer
The Widow’s Waltz She danced alone in faded silk, Her shoes still shined, her hair still neat, The gramophone was old and tired,
I fell in love with a memory. Not with the person I knew, but with the version of them that lived in the quiet corners of my mind.
By minaal11 months ago in Poets
i don’t know if we can get back what we had because both of us crossed a line i might be the monster in your story
