heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Holding On
I can look at you now And see you as my friend But, It is my heart That stops And remembers you as my love, It thinks, But wait
Love’s Melody
In the quiet aftermath of our love story, I find solace in the intricate tapestry of memories we wove together. Each moment, a piece of the puzzle that was us, now lingers in the corners of my heart, a testament to the depth of emotions we once shared.
Godswill DugboPublished 8 months ago in PoetsRun Like A River
The Sky is one, Wherever you see. There always a town, Whatever path you take. --------------- Even when love fails , There is a love.
We Are In The Gutter But Some Of Us Are Looking For Better Days
I dirty stares / nasty whispers blue dress girl / flies home only to find the ground. II sad girl / bruised boy / they found love
Day SibleyPublished 8 months ago in PoetsSo Riches Begat a Beggar
This one is so old that I hardly remember the person I was when I wrote it, but it has its loveliness. ~~~~~~ His existence was antithesis to rationality. He was so tall that his head vanished into the ground, and his kindly gaze burned with such fury that it bit with frost. The supreme beauty of his face, as though carved out of Greek marble, had been known to drive cities mad with its ugliness. So, when he walked, he made himself small. He made himself ordinary. He made himself one thing, at one time, and forgot the other–left it behind to be reattached later like the tip of a finger after the slip of a knife.
Patrick JuhlPublished 8 months ago in PoetsOpen Wound
Pressing a band-aid down on an open wound does not stop the bleeding from coming, it only slows the process down. If you want to heal a wound, the correct way is to stop touching it.
Chloe Rose Violet 🌹Published 8 months ago in PoetsSilent Storm
The storm clouds of darkness and despair, form raging inside of me. Like demons refusing to flee, Ripping my soul apart.
Teresa JoinerPublished 8 months ago in PoetsCan't let it go
Cant let it go and its true coz its not just in heart i stored your contact far in the soul neither a memory nor a story
haiku august four
big storm coming in heavy stuff coming later i guess we will see . . . [8/20/23] . . .
kory salajkaPublished 8 months ago in Poets- Top Story - September 2023
When I Pretend
We went through August Not a drop of sun fell before us Don't ignore the signs I know you'll get out of bed for the sunshine
Frankie MartinelliPublished 8 months ago in Poets Seeking answers from the universe
to the ends of this world i had explored hoping that one day my faith in men would be restored i asked the universe “when will my prince arrive?”
Kiesha’s DiaryPublished 8 months ago in PoetsThe final goodbye
today, i am aching another beautiful life has been taken the phone rang, it was death calling i froze, there was no talking
Kiesha’s DiaryPublished 8 months ago in Poets