They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
The sky weeps with me, As we smell the repugnant polluted air, It knows the Earth suffers.
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
I'm not even sure where I stand with you. I don't even know what the future holds for us. Sometimes I wish I could go back to my past.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
When the skies opened I hoped there may be flowers Growing through decay
By Bridge Theory2 years ago in Poets
Remember me Mindlessly, triggered by a memory of something simple like the scent of honeysuckles and morning glories. Remember me Spiritually,
By Charming_Menace 2 years ago in Poets
her hair, rich yellow God, my soul dies, sun hits deep: Tendrils of lost love.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Did I lose my childhood the day I stopped wondering about the world? Did I lose my childhood the day I unabashedly gave up my hobbies and started fulfilling responsibilities without anyone's permission? Did I lose my childhood the day I started arguing with my grandmother's stories? Did I lose my childhood the day I started questioning the existence of God? Did I lose my childhood the day I felt lost, left behind in the world? Did I lose my childhood the day I started liking loneliness? No relationship was proving to be tempting to me. Did I lose my childhood the day I did not want to get a peaceful and comfortable sleep, even though I was completely exhausted? Did I lose my childhood the day I erased all the emotions from my heart and hid behind a thick sheet of pretense? Did I lose my childhood the day I started feeling lost? When I gave up the desire to eat from my mother's hands. As if the thread connecting my soul was broken. Did I lose my childhood that day? When even the memories of my first friend could not bring tears to my eyes. Did I lose my childhood that day? When I stopped insisting on anything in front of my father. Did I lose my childhood that day? When I started measuring my happiness and sadness by the words of people. Did I lose my childhood that day? When I was taught the difference between my own and those who are not. And I started looking at everyone with suspicion. Did I lose my childhood that day? When I realized this, I wanted my lost childhood again. I deceived myself in a very charming way when I gradually gave up everything that I was entitled to. And that day I lost my childhood.
By Karan w. 2 years ago in Poets
Into the mouth of Cavernous night—tongues slipping; Lightyears of yearning.
By Paris Rosemont2 years ago in Poets
we made rooftops and picnic tables feel like a planetarium
By Daniel K2 years ago in Poets
you love like the clouds and I am caught between your drizzle and downpour
you’ve moved on from me but I still speak of you as if you hung the moon
planes connect all the round-trip lovers, too bad our love was a one-way
So. I've come to a decision. I'm not good enough to continue. And even though I try...I'm not improving. Running out of things to say.
By Hope Martin2 years ago in Poets
