They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
The lights twinkle, soft and bright, A beacon in the winter night. But in my heart, a shadow stays, A grief that dims the holidays.
By Cai Fox2 years ago in Poets
A difference of taste Is a sign to our true fate Love has escaped I could be fake And act like we share the same interest, that could lead to a first date
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
Stupid? No Sorry Not Me You don’t get to call me stupid— your words are shadows without shape, a voice I no longer turn to hear.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Gang Land killings. Oh My Child held my little boy last night, his small fists curling into my shirt, tears pooling in the quiet spaces
I wonder Are you thinking of me? Do you miss me? Are you thinking of me? As I write this? Are we thinking of each other at the same time
By CotardDelusionz2 years ago in Poets
Divorce hurts and wounds the children Divorce casts a shadow, cold and wide, Where once was warmth, now hearts divide. In silent rooms, the children lie,
She dug her own grave She took him because she could, yet I was lucky, I withstood. Six years on, the story bled, he murdered her, she’s dead.
When Love Dies When love dies, a hush remains, A shadow slips between two planes. The soul, once bright, now silent weeps,
I was quite dumb to see the real you. I was so ignorant to notice the monster in front of me. I was quite stupid to see the signals of your malicious actions.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
-*- I know, I did it again; I went for a coffee, I found you instead. -*- What's next? what can I say? what's worse than my silence?
By Alex Torres2 years ago in Poets
1. Even while wrapped in a blanket of sorrows, Will you still see my smile? Even without words, Will you still understand my silence?
By PSYGENIUS2 years ago in Poets
The Gambling Game Called Love Love’s a table, cards in hand, A reckless bet, a silent stand. Hearts are chips, we play, we spin,
