heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Come And Find Me
Sleep is sparse Times are hard Still I manage to always dream of you Not my first, but I know you'll be my last Sleep is sparse
Frankie MartinelliPublished 8 months ago in PoetsRed flags
he has so many red flags, i could write a list i am constantly chasing after something that does not exist the effort he puts in is only a fragment
Kiesha’s DiaryPublished 8 months ago in PoetsLost Love
We were just star-struck lovers Meeting under a fleeting shooting star And I remember my heart beating out of my chest
Matthew MccaheyPublished 8 months ago in Poets"Whispers of Weeping Hearts"
Amidst the shadows, my heart does weep, In sorrow's embrace, my secrets I keep. A symphony of tears, a soul worn thin,
Mohamed SayedPublished 8 months ago in PoetsA Requiem
You let love break You let love take You let love shake You let love steal and create a well for hate for rage For a self that could not know
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Cacoethes
I want to sew my eyes shut Don't want to see things That would break my heart ~~~~~ I want to sew my eyes shut Don't want the tears to flow
Dharrsheena Raja SegarranPublished 8 months ago in Poets Disquieting Deception
And like shears she cut, Wounding with strength, though unveiled, A withering bloom.
Emily Mary RosePublished 8 months ago in PoetsI wrote a story
I wrote a story that nobody reads. I wrote because I felt it in my bones, like a love jones. Sad to say that only I am inspired by what I say.
A not so happy, happy ending
what if disney was based on a non magical reality? and princesses stories did not end so happily what if jasmine never met aladdin, she was stuck with jafar?
Kiesha’s DiaryPublished 8 months ago in PoetsHypergraphia
“Cause every time we touch I feel this static” Okay, that’s enough Cascada Maybe I should switch it to Mas que Nada No, not the Mendes version
Atomic HistorianPublished 8 months ago in PoetsNo is the new yes
the business boys are being taught to never take ‘no’ for an answer their actions have the potential to kill girls quicker than cancer
Kiesha’s DiaryPublished 8 months ago in PoetsThe Beginning of the Semester
No textbooks or course outlines, calendars and plans. Students running like chickens, headless, with less control. Staff hiding from teachers; teachers hunting staff...
Kendall DefoePublished 8 months ago in Poets