They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
I know you. I know that crumbling corner of a smile. The fleeting, empty nicety. Your grief is too heavy for the smile to hold.
By Meagan Dionabout a year ago in Poets
The world has not meant for me since birth. I could only wish people can know me more with judging or rejecting me- If I’m relatable, they can only see me as an alien…
By Meghan LeVaughn about a year ago in Poets
to all the fried fish, and the fresh ones. to the ones who take the bait. to the hooks, lines, and sinkers taken to the pain.
By ⸘jason alan‽about a year ago in Poets
Behind every thought is a whisper That I'll never be good enough Smart enough Pretty enough The strings play with my mind
By Lore S. Crown about a year ago in Poets
Anger swells inside at the sight of children being abused. Parents that shouldn’t be parents, acting ignorant and bemused.
By Barbara Gode Wilesabout a year ago in Poets
What We Had is done Man, woman, sad-eyed grace, what we had was ours, our place— it was fun, it burned, it shone, we had the sweet, we had excitement.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Last Goodbye He didn’t beg he’d done that once Five years of stolen time a love not loud, but real. He pressed between silence
Red Tears falling like ketchup She didn’t weep like others do no sobs, no gasps, no reaching through just silence, thick as drying paint
In gardens soft, where sunlight weaves its glow, The rose ascends, with petals bold and bright. Its velvet touch, a whisper of delight,
By Am@n Khan about a year ago in Poets
I don't know what to do I feel like no matter what I do I will lose you I'm probably supposed to But for some reason I can't let go
By CotardDelusionzabout a year ago in Poets
The beauty, the perfection pinnacle to the touch. The bosom of hydrangeas, her soft cleavage robust. How do I compare to thee?
By Madison McCartyabout a year ago in Poets
Thoughts unsure as we sit together My mind is whirling, horribly second guessing, I steal a glance at you Within your own eyes sparks hesitance
By Jasmine Aguilarabout a year ago in Poets
