They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
It's the pain—I can't think straight. My mind dreams only in quatrains, Rattling, shattering, utterly insane. My hands go numb
By Lolly Vieiraabout a year ago in Poets
You didn’t leave like thunder, No crash, no final shout. Just a silence soft and heavy, Like the breath the world runs out.
By Daniel Henryabout a year ago in Poets
A summer evening... Red... colored nails and flowers Fingertips and hearts The sun... In the night when you lie down The flower is intoxicated with poison
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Poets
Sometimes... we forget Two people who have been together for a while From being far away, they become close people But sometimes, we are so close that we can't see
Love is a gamble. But I’m not willing to take that bet. The odds are thin, and the downfall is massive. I’m not risking myself against numbers stacked so high against me.
By Amberabout a year ago in Poets
Lord, remove this blockege ! I can see a new day drawing!
By Irene Mugang Narewec about a year ago in Poets
The quickened beat of a wounded heart Struck thoughtlessly by a shard of ice So rapidly does the heart still And the blood cool
By Ian Readabout a year ago in Poets
I stared into the gray of you; it matched what I saw in my own reflection. Dreams soaked in salt air, as if they could be preserved -
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
When they were in love, Kusum realized that family life was not as beautiful as he thought. After some time, He secretly ran away with Kusumsiri and got married.
Murdered For Cheating He dragged her across the dance floor by her ponytail in the pub last night. His eyes were green with jealousy,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
I see you - You sit cross-legged in the old backyard, hair wild, hands stained with dirt and dreams. wearing a skin I no longer guard.
By Lou Holzabout a year ago in Poets
Oh My Child, Come Back to Me The cradle’s still, the room is bare, She rocks alone in empty air, Her arms reach out to hold the past,
