heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Fallacy
Deep in the Night my mind replays phantom symphonies of yesterdays: hollow vows by inconstant friends; the songs their lies were written in
Kyle CejkaPublished 10 months ago in PoetsBittersweet Memories
It is with an aching heart and the flow of many tears That I wish a goodnight and a final goodbye once more, I’ve made beautiful memories to carry me through,
Colleen MillsteedPublished 10 months ago in PoetsBEING ME.
I sometimes wish I could fall asleep as quickly as I jerk up awake. At a moment’s notice. At the snap of a finger. At the press of a button.
Catherine NyomendaPublished 10 months ago in PoetsI Was Never Afraid Of The Dark
I’ve never really been afraid of the dark. When the power goes out, you have no choice but to embrace it because it is out of your control.
Stephanie JarrellPublished 10 months ago in Poetsknives
been licking love off your knife. it tastes like everything i have been hungry for but i am never satiated. been chasing the rush
Her
I can't get you out of my head, no matter how hard I try. I tried distracting myself, I tried journaling (not just on here),
Rene PetersPublished 10 months ago in PoetsI Wish I Had Told You
I wish I had told you When you were still you How much I hated The too much pints you The falling asleep, Face-planting a curry
Paul StewartPublished 10 months ago in PoetsTo that one boy.....
I wish I let you know how I felt, that I considered you when I nodded off also, you moved in my fantasies. I wish you knew when I considered you I was unable to stop a
Witch Hunt
If this was Salem, 1692 I know you'd condemn me to the pyre. With your own self righteous hand you would light the kindling at my feet,
Ellie BeauchampPublished 10 months ago in PoetsI Wish
Moment of truth: There are some things I wish I didn’t know. I wish I didn’t know what pain felt like. I wish I didn’t know, feelings changed.
“I knew I would meet you someday. “ A love prose
I knew I would meet you someday. The quiet yearning felt deep inside. I knew I would meet you someday. A magnetic pulling I couldn’t escape from.
T.R. MAGNOPublished 10 months ago in PoetsEchoes of the Lost Boy
In the heart of the village of Elmsworth, where the trees whispered secrets and the hills rolled like waves frozen in time, lived a young boy named Oliver. His presence was like a soothing breeze on a warm summer's day, spreading a contagious laughter that echoed through the cobblestone streets.