heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Never Met
Sometimes I wish I had never met you Because when you’re not here I think of you I fear There was nothing ever there Between us
Atomic HistorianPublished 8 months ago in PoetsA Love Story
A love story It’s not what you think, I’m not the victim instead I’m the villain, I wish it didn’t end this way but it did, sadly I think.
Chukwuka JessicaPublished 8 months ago in PoetsLoneliness
In the depths of solitude, where shadows linger long, I'll craft a poem for you, a melody of belonging. A symphony of words, weaving tales untold,
Hafsat SalisuPublished 8 months ago in PoetsA Prayer for Water
Like a wave upon a shore you crashed into me engulfed me, swallowed me and I, a child chose loneliness, over swimming lessons
Jennifer TicknerPublished 8 months ago in PoetsFallen Angel
Your slightly decadent face Thin lips carry a thousand lies When the wind blows, I see your thin and long bird feet
Light of My Hope
The light of the moon's wishes is emblazoned in the sky, in the dark depths of the night. hope, the fish in the sky, will accompany me later in life.
channel anak kecilPublished 8 months ago in Poetswhat is hope?
lately, my world has been a rollercoaster spinning and spiraling everywhere without you. i've been slipping and sliding,
all i wanted
god, i wanted it to be you even if it never was. you were written by my heart i filled the oceans with words
Love is Sweet, Hate is Bitter
In a quaint village nestled between rolling hills, there lived two neighbours, Sarah and Michael. They had known each other since childhood, and their houses stood side by side. Yet, as they grew older, their paths diverged in the most profound way possible that Sarah embodied the sweetness of love, while Michael harboured the bitterness of hate.
Joseph Bawaijen GodwinPublished 8 months ago in PoetsThe pain that comes with love.
Love is a magical journey, a dance of emotions that takes us to breathtaking heights. It's the feeling of butterflies fluttering in your stomach, the warmth that spreads through your veins with every glance. Falling in love is like discovering a whole new world, where everything seems brighter and more alive.
Ayomide AdekoyaPublished 8 months ago in PoetsBroken Cans
In the past, there was a man who was carrying a very beautiful pot on the road, and when he was walking, accidentally, the pot fell on a big rock by the side of the road, and it was instantly shattered into pieces. The passers-by saw it and sighed endlessly, regretting that such a beautiful jar was broken into pieces. But the person who broke the jar, as if nothing happened, didn't turn his head, didn't even look at the jar, and continued on his way.
- Top Story - September 2023
Twilight of My Life
***Listen to Jazzy read the poem in her podcast here. 🐚🐚🐚🐚🐚 One of many thousands A story told throughout time