heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
A Friend In Need
I'm the friend that will be the most supportive, kind, and understanding in everything. I will be the biggest cheerleader and the biggest ride or die. But I know that that won't ever come back to me.
Angel AdagioPublished 8 months ago in PoetsRelease
Holding it all in Feeling like I can’t win Everything is coming loose Can’t hold on much longer Running for release Time to let it all go
Atomic HistorianPublished 8 months ago in PoetsDenial?
we were the pieces that fitted together, but belonged to different puzzles an endless list i could write of our troubles and the amount of people who had asked…
Kiesha’s DiaryPublished 8 months ago in PoetsA Wounded Healer
Amid realms where magic softly weaves, A sorceress in shadows grieves. Her heart bound by empathy's grace, A healer of souls, she finds her place.
Stephanie WrightPublished 8 months ago in PoetsOld Couple Sitting on a Bench
Do you ever see a couple sitting on a bench, and wonder a little too much about what brought them to that point, no not on the bench, but to that point in their lives, the highs the lows, the fast, the slow, the ups, the downs, the in and outs,
Paul StewartPublished 8 months ago in Poetswhen did you last see the sea?
when did you last see the sea when did you last feel the breeze these are the moments I live for the slight of touch the mist in the morning
Paul StewartPublished 8 months ago in PoetsMisdirected Declaration of Love
"I love you, you know" "Well, I don't! Get back to work!" Said the irate boss * Thanks for reading! Author's Notes: Yeah...
Paul StewartPublished 8 months ago in PoetsCry of Halloween Past
Fall, it Rain It’s Dreary weather that affect you disposition It bring sad memory of pain Fall, it is full of cloudy skies
Mariann CarrollPublished 8 months ago in PoetsSilent Shadows of Sorrow
In the realm of quietude, where echoes fade, Reside the silent shadows, in sorrow's shade. They dance with grace, in twilight's tender hour,
Blossoming in Adversity
In shadows deep, where hope does wane, A life of trials, a ceaseless strain. Through battles fought, both day and night,
Esther AnimaPublished 8 months ago in PoetsFemme Fatale?
Roll call for Monday. 'Here, Mom...' Too late to stop it... Beet red in Grade Two. * Thank you for reading!
Kendall DefoePublished 8 months ago in PoetsThe Fickleness of the Human Heart
Goodbyes are a guarantee in life, Due to the fickleness of the human heart, Always searching for a greener pasture, It’s the one thing you can be sure of from the very start.
Colleen MillsteedPublished 8 months ago in Poets