They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Richard Chamberlain Has Died In days of youth, my heart took flight, With Dr. Kildare, my star so bright. A hero’s grace, a gentle smile,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
i am not okay. i sat there, crossed legs and arms, on the sidewalk where i broke down, just like my car up the road. because i couldn't go any farther
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
Mother’s Day, I Miss Mine The world is dressed in flowers, wrapped in ribbons, scented sweet, soft voices whisper gratitude,
Why ask… when you know the words I have to say only shock, confuse and bring you such dismay? ~~~ Disrespect? What is it to have lived it?
By K.B. Silver 2 years ago in Poets
A gentle wind stirs the debris, carrying the echo of laughter and lost dreams that shatter reminding us that every broken barrier matter
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
He typed a message, then erased it. Typed again. Deleted. The screen glowed in the dark, but no reply ever came. Her last words still sat there,
By PSYGENIUS2 years ago in Poets
Environment changes, People develop new motivations, You can’t fulfill, You stop being rewarding, They call you a burden,
By Seema Patel2 years ago in Poets
This original ghazal expresses the pain of longing and the deep yearning that lingers long after a beloved is gone. The poet wanders through memories, shadows, and seasons, seeking solace in love’s absence. The imagery of moonlight, rain, and faded footsteps reflects a heart caught between memory and hope.
By heasb0022 years ago in Poets
This ghazal is a poetic journey through dreams, longing, and spiritual closeness. The speaker finds themselves drawn to the memory and essence of a beloved, even in separation. It captures the paradox of distance and closeness—the beloved is far in reality, yet vividly present in every thought, dream, and breath.
The snowflakes fall from a pale grayish sky I remember your smile and forget to cry Your hands were like heaven when they touched my mind (set)
By Esther the Poet2 years ago in Poets
Am I Saying it all wrong? Is fluid retention caused by bitter tears, Is heartbreak caused by the hurt you hit mine with? Is longing the result of blindly pretending not to see?
Demons won’t let me sleep Every night I close my eyes, the demons say, “Open them,” taking me by surprise. They bring out all the old crap
