They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
I measure my days by how long I can go without thinking your name. Some days, it feels like healing. Other days, like forgetting the lyrics
By Anthony Scott11 months ago in Poets
We didn’t shout, we simply stopped listening. We didn’t break, we just forgot to bend. You turned into silence, and I filled it with excuses.
I still make two cups of coffee, though one always goes cold. Habits don’t understand heartbreak— they just repeat what love once taught them.
We didn’t break in one moment— we cracked slowly, like glass under heat, pretending not to notice the lines forming between “good morning” and “good night.”
I am out with my lantern salvaging scraps from the junk- yard where I have been admitted for Dilation & Curettage to purge my miscarried poems.
By Paris Rosemont11 months ago in Poets
A fruit peeled perfectly in one single Cascading Spiral Leaving six segments of fruit Gripped together Milky shroud in
By Amos Glade11 months ago in Poets
Love is staying with me when I’m low, Love is god, your faith, fall in love with the unknown. Love’s a gift, it’s when she cook and you do the dishes,
By joeyy Tharpe11 months ago in Poets
How do they do it? In marriage! How do they keep their grins active? Yet there is always deception within it. Every day, more people lie and cheat.
By Nelo11 months ago in Poets
Books. She had found ways to live different lives under different circumstances, with different endings — disguising herself each time.
By aleallie11 months ago in Poets
My mind is a mess, tangled too much to maintain, Without your touch I have nothing to feel. My heart grows weary from the weight of this pain.
By Dylan 11 months ago in Poets
I’ve been rocking back and forth on this chair for a few hours now Why do you hate me? There you go again bringing that static
By Sender Jeannestal 11 months ago in Poets
Bruised in the Mind’s Corner She wears her smile like borrowed light, a flicker that hides the tremble beneath. The world calls her strong,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
