They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
All lies beget lies The darkness is where your truth resides Next to my heartbeat You’ve become the air I breathe Endless cycles of us
By Cadmaabout a year ago in Poets
I wrote you letters in the sky, In whispers only stars pass by Each line a truth I couldn't say, Each word a piece I gave away
By Mahmood Afridiabout a year ago in Poets
Why Did You Marry Me I ask for love not riches or praise just a glance that says I matter You come home but never really come home
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
I don’t know where the street began. My feet are moving— slow, or too fast— light folding and unfolding around me like hands that want to hold,
By Salem Youngblood about a year ago in Poets
It feels like something I’m not meant to see Wearing this smile and invisibility Living a life lost, somewhere in a dream
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
You want to vanish? Really disappear? Roll out of bed And look in your mirror *** Over 117 billion Human souls ever born
By Matthew J. Frommabout a year ago in Poets
I. Begin With Resonance Stand in the room where you first learned To keep your softness tightly turned. Clap once. Listen for the lie.
By Aspen Nobleabout a year ago in Poets
Deer-in-the-headlights look on my face I stand and stare at you The gravity of the words I just spoke Crashing down on me
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)about a year ago in Poets
Losing again, all over again, why does it happen to me? Why does life hit me obstacles, everywhere I see I wish to become a dust particle to set me free
By Maryam Batoolabout a year ago in Poets
Emotional Overload It builds slow a breath I forgot to take a room too bright a silence that screams louder than sound I set the kettle boiling
Built on past disappointments and lies, unseen by the stranger passing by. Constructed of whispers and hollow words. This house, also known as “a curse”,
By Sun Beeabout a year ago in Poets
She ran high on stilettos and pride, intoxicated by the atmosphere of her small town. Respected, yet ignored all else. Believing this was it.
