They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
** It’s been seven hours and fifteen days Still, I can’t find the words to say I watched the hours all melt away From this human vessel of blood and clay
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
On the Edge of Something We stood on the edge of something love tangled with mistrust and a word cracked the fragile glass
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
I imagine the pinhead That tears open the door Spilling the unsaid Flooding over the floor Releasing how I feel All at once, bursting free
What She Doesn’t Know He says, What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her, like lies are soft blankets, like truth is a weapon to hide.
Begging for a chance in this twisted game, Holding onto hope that I'll score someday, 'Cause my bitter mind has had enough,
By Charli Lilliabout a year ago in Poets
The candle doesn’t warm the room anymore, it only performs the idea of light, dressed in melted lace and lavender smoke as if that could make us forget the sun.
By Diane Fosterabout a year ago in Poets
My heartbeat races against my thoughts There they are, on the tip of my tongue Measuring myself to all my flaws Knowing I could never be enough
You tell me you love me Tell me we have something special Tell me our love is like no other That others don't experience love like ours
By CotardDelusionzabout a year ago in Poets
my mind keeps hiding in rabbit holes completing the tasks shielding my soul exchanging real for masks like Alice in wonderland
A DEI Hire Is this how others perceive Decades of hard work? Does my darkened skin Exclaim to treasured colleagues Natural worthlessness?
By Ramberto Torruellaabout a year ago in Poets
The Girl Who Killed The Bees She was nine when she found the first hive, buried deep in the brambles behind the shed. A slow hum, low and golden,
An apotropaic prosaic mosaic Founding member of Melancholics Synonymous Happiness taunts us As our ego haunts us A dauntless existence of seeing all and none at once
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
