heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Devil
The Devils presence, looming under dark skies, In fake friendships, he sows his Wicked Lies. Disguised as friends, he spreads his snare,
Christopher StinerPublished 9 months ago in PoetsMy Bed Sheet
My dearest protecting friend, I do sleep with you hugging and smooching. You don't hate or love me but you listen to my heart. You gives soft touch to my chin.
johnson lourdrajPublished 9 months ago in PoetsAm I Free To Go Now?
Am I free to go now? Am I free from the spell Of this Odyssean hell Trapped in someone’s paradise They say, “Oh, but it’s so nice”
Atomic HistorianPublished 9 months ago in PoetsShow me your naked pain
Sins and flaws And it’s acceptance he attempted to withdraw Being born With absolute disgrace This secret to embrace
Chacha JaramilloPublished 9 months ago in PoetsYou Are Invisible
You are invisible like dark matter Except that the latter may not exist I wondered if you were only chatter But then remembered your realness checklist
Patrick M. OhanaPublished 9 months ago in PoetsSelfless
There once was a demon named Luci, Who took his job of corrupting quite loosely, He saved others many times from peril, And just like Scrooge in The Christmas Carol,
Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 9 months ago in PoetsWhen The Dealing’s Done
Round and around On this emotional ride To find what I found and then hold it inside The secrets to change This unimaginable heart
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 9 months ago in PoetsCurious
Curious? You must be. I saw you stalking the trail behind my house. ****** You said, good bye months ago but there you were.
Sheila L. ChingwaPublished 9 months ago in PoetsI see Ghosts
I found myself thinking about you Who am I kidding As if that's anything new You're with me all the time The ghost of my past mistakes
Tressa RosePublished 9 months ago in PoetsWe Sold Our Souls for RRSPs!
Rock and roll! Yeah, man!! We were all gonna rock hard!!! The bill's due when...? Damn... *(Note on the term RRSP: this is the Canadian Registered Retirement Savings Plan, something that we pay into for our future retirement; and we hope that we can still rock...)
Kendall DefoePublished 9 months ago in PoetsTrauma bond
as he is standing at my door i am forced to apologise once more from my eyes, the tears pour my mistakes, he keeps score
Kiesha’s DiaryPublished 9 months ago in Poetslayers
armor doesn't look pretty not sure it was meant to flawless in concept but rust is real dents and dings capture the eye
Heather HublerPublished 9 months ago in Poets