They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
"External beauty only goes so far I'm more concerned with who you actually are-- Way deep inside! Come out now, Clyde, there's no need to hide!
By Sam Spinelli2 years ago in Poets
I scrape off the dirt from my soul, triggers invade, taking their toll. Everything I do seems to be wrong, I must start anew, not prolong.
By Sun Bee2 years ago in Poets
Coal Dust My Book In shadowed veins of the earth so deep, Where silence whispers and shadows creep, Men like my father worked their way,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
The Two Sides of Him A heart divided, love and rage, Two sides trapped within one cage. Jealous whispers, anger’s flame,
Kick up your heels Living your best life, but all that is concealed Keeps you up at night Were we even real, or did you just allow me to fantasise?
By Frankie Martinelli2 years ago in Poets
Remember me I wish the future was bright And full of stars But I know soon We may be far There will be many scars Because they hate this world
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
I wear your brokenness like fashion Suffering your love earned me the right Replaced the pieces with compassion Battle scars, won in the fight
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
I shattered from the weight of your malevolent words, you cast at me with hate. ** Your dark illusions, of what love was supposed to be,
By Daphsam2 years ago in Poets
I want to tell you about my day today I want to say I’m sad, I’m mad, I’m broken Into thousands of shards of glass Because this life feels too large and unmanageable to Understand why I want to tell you about my day today.
By LRB2 years ago in Poets
Open hearts collide, Walls of trust crumble like glass…… Again, I stand alone.
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
You asked for honesty, so I gave you my truth. Not the polished kind, but the raw edges, the parts of me I keep hidden.
In the shadow where dreams dissolve, I watched you fade, a fleeting star. Your laughter, once a summer song, now lingers where the echoes are.
By Mao2 years ago in Poets
