heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
These Pieces [A Cold, hard Look at Love in the Millenia]
Verse 1. Glistening dew-drops from my yellow & purple orchids Act like a glitter ball sparkling life into a broken and tortured soul
Andrew LittlePublished 8 months ago in PoetsHangover >>> Heartbreak
my state of mind is not great when i am sober i go searching for an explanation to gain some closure driving myself crazy looking for an answer
Kiesha’s DiaryPublished 8 months ago in PoetsSafe bubbles
I wrap us, in vain In safe bubbles, floating down My love cloudy pain —- Can we be in love Away in timelines far gone?
Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 8 months ago in Poets- Third Place in 2023 Vocal Writing Awards - Free Verse Poetry
Reasons for waking up
Because this longing is a story worth telling. Because the truth is that we are magical only in ravenousness.
Mesh ToraskarPublished 8 months ago in Poets Do I?
Sometimes I sit here with the lights off Sometimes I sit here, and I process it all I said I love you You said I'm all talk
Frankie MartinelliPublished 8 months ago in Poets12 Haiku to Remember the Disciples
Peter, outspoken A strong voice for the Kingdom On the Rock he stood - - - Andrew knew the way That John the Baptist set first
Rowan FinleyPublished 8 months ago in PoetsGoodbye, Nickel
The summer that made us has faded away. Some of the memories are lost in the gray. We no longer know if our passions could dance -
J. R. SoaresPublished 8 months ago in PoetsLoyal Friend.
At a tender age removed, Bitch replaced human intervention ensues. Lessons learnt trained to the lead, Recall with consummate ease.
Richard ProsserPublished 8 months ago in PoetsMy Weeping Willow Fairy
The sky, ice blue and cold Pitch dark forest Lingering and suffocating fog When the rain starts to pour Driplets on my face, driplets on my eyelashes
I Don’t Think About You Anymore
I don’t think about you anymore, dad. I remind myself not to. I tell myself: You're not thinking about me So when it storms & the rain pelts the windows,
Ashley TrippPublished 8 months ago in PoetsSHE
‘I’m not okay’, she said tears rolling down her cheeks. ‘I need a hug’, she added wiping them away with the back of her hands.
Miss CatherinePublished 8 months ago in Poets- Top Story - September 2023
Reflections In The Bathroom Sink
Existing in limbo: A non-life. Caught between who I am, And who I want to be. This inaction plaguing me, Like a storm that swirls nowhere,
Gary RagnarssonPublished 8 months ago in Poets