They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Silently, my heart wept tears in the dismal aftermath as I waited long days amidst cherry blossom strewn paths, Lingering there ‘til twilight, my heart aching in despair,
By Cindy Calder2 years ago in Poets
In the house of shadows where the air hung thick, With the scent of decay, of dreams turned to ash, I dwelled in the corners where light dared not tread,
By The Kind Quill2 years ago in Poets
Shut me down I’ll never forget the day, you broke my spirit Like I was nothing, worthless, and incapable of being perfect.
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️2 years ago in Poets
Sitting here, spilling my heart to you, as you sit and watch me Is it enough, I wonder? As I sit quietly, waiting, but hearing nothing
By Karen Cave2 years ago in Poets
Salty are the tears that etch tender paths down the fragile flesh of the Innocent Lacerated voices once exuberant, silenced forever
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Friendship exists on a spectrum We lean in, we lean out, we weaken, we strengthen Sometimes it’s a reason A season Or a lifetime
By Susannah Peareth-Kinston2 years ago in Poets
seriously? I don’t ask for much, and listening shouldn’t be that hard. even I don’t listen sometimes; nobody is perfect, I get that, but
By Reid Christmann2 years ago in Poets
Standing here on haunted ground, straddling the line between grief and relief, incessant rivers saturate the ground, though the time spent here's been brief.
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Poets
"Stay quiet," he says with a hand in my hair. "I won't hurt you that bad," as I'm gasping for air. "Listen for once," says the fork-tongued snake,
By Autumn Stew2 years ago in Poets
Sorry, I didn't mean to cause a fight, Love me, more than you want to leave, please, Endure me for my faults, Neglecting me by silence, won't heal our hearts,
By Rilee Arey2 years ago in Poets
Sitting here In silent isolation. Waiting. Longing for your return Expecting a call from you everyday Never more shall I hear your beautiful voice
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Smiles come easy when you aren't privy to what Is said in your absence Lips curl and hush, fading into amiable dispositions
