They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
In the cradle of dusk where wild winds sing, There beats a heart with a restless wing. Unbound by chains, it leaps and roars,
By Raymond Bentum2 years ago in Poets
I couldn’t help but stare at the trees swaying with the breeze of the night sky like the soft spin of a child's mobile as it begins to rock me to sleep
By Isabella Walker2 years ago in Poets
"Sense of Loss" By Ross E F Lombardi . Though, through puppy dog eyes, Glazed over with private thoughts. Painful memories and dreams,
By Ross E Fortune Lombardi2 years ago in Poets
My blood runs out in couplets and stanzas of regret, pain inflicted slowly since the time that we met. -- Her words tear open capillaries,
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY2 years ago in Poets
Your attitude is intruding on my joy So that's why I put you on ignore I like to be left alone Your negativity is getting on my nerves
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
When I'm back in your city and you don't even call I don't get sad anymore. Because really, it's forcing me to love myself.
By Bria Lamonica2 years ago in Poets
What Happened To Our Earth? What happened to our earth, so pure, Where skies were vast, the air so sure? The rivers sang, the forests stood,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
out on the edge of the pier, she stood searching the surface for bubbles for any sign of the water to move ripples, warning onlookers of trouble
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
You couldn't see what I did see I was with that plant and you were standing on that tree I saw it withered, dull, and almost decaying in the dirt
By Maryam Batool2 years ago in Poets
Homes are burning. Country is hurting. Parents holding it all together. One mama hurts, We all hurt- Our poor, precious babies.
By Paranneting/Anne Reboa2 years ago in Poets
When we find Someone Committing Plagiarism We are Vocal's Cybersecurity We report the story and the profile in question Someone worked hard to create a story
By Mariann Carroll2 years ago in Poets
An Ode To Amy Winehouse Her voice, a river of raw emotion, tangled in jazz and heartbreak, a melody that spoke what words could not.
