They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
In the quest for the ebb and flow, In the hammered wheels of agility and the art of being slow. The due course of nature strides in its crafty demeanour,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
You should know that Truth surfaces like oil on water And you won’t achieve much With a greasy heart Slippery hands And dirty intentions.
By Diana C.2 years ago in Poets
Savage snarling slobbering beast Inside me you lurk insatiable Longing to devour me from within Eating me alive, you won’t cease
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Poets
Since forgiving oneself Is infernally bound to the Lessons darkened in our minds Echoed voices resound Noise blasting sounds
By Amos Glade2 years ago in Poets
Stupid me, staring at my phone and waiting, Incredulously thinking you'd call. I'm all alone, Living in a fantasy of deeply reciprocated affection.
By F Cade Swanson2 years ago in Poets
You've unravelled me, left me this tangled mess— wild, unfurled, yearning. Fingers wait for knitting needles, palms ache for yours
By Soul2 years ago in Poets
…Waking to a Nightmare of it falling …. In the eye of the storm, our love resides, A silent fury where the tempest hides.
By K F2 years ago in Poets
Shocking waves of emotion Instant death or maybe it loitered long Legacy not spoken of, nor memories Everyone acting like nothing happened
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Sadly I scribble away Insignificant words filling the page Lead particles from broken pencils Eroding away each day Never a victory claimed
i think i saw you at the grocery store last night i decided milk wasn’t worth the conversation.
By joi poetry2 years ago in Poets
Silent hatred resonates between us and imparts Infectious seeds sown in minds long since filled with doubt Love’s lost labors are exhausted, have departed, fled our hearts
By Cindy Calder2 years ago in Poets
Stripped of my identity I stare down at my skin Lying barren on the ground Every ounce of body scowls Nothing is going to be the same
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️2 years ago in Poets
