They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
I watched him break my heart into pieces, With every word, my pain increases. A love once bright, now fades away, In the shadows of the things he'd say.
By Mahlatse Maphake2 years ago in Poets
For the streets have claimed me as one of its own. To get out is the goal. For these stinky and sticky clothes that cover my dirty skin is not for me. I will try everything in my power to not fall victim of it. To not become one more story is the thing I want. Poem after story, we hear and say so much about it. Have you lived it? The storm of thoughts that take over your being. For some, is just so much easier to beg and plead for money that you'll never know where it'll go. Food? Medicine? Habits? I'll never understand why and how someone can reach this level. But, no one will understand my reasons of being like this either. Hypocrite, I know. Hypocrisy is keeping these thoughts flowing and the mind going. This is what I like to call: "my own habits". My version of "Being in control". Pathetic, I know. This idea of working hard is just a blur to me. I desire to be in doors with a fan or AC full blast all over the house and have some kind of calm and peace for one day. I don't want to think about: "Where do I go next?" or should I say WE? Yes, We.
By Moon2 years ago in Poets
Naked and alone I wait for you Sadness in our home, it breaks me Invisible to your mind Careless with your time, I Can't change things for you
By Erianna Gilliam2 years ago in Poets
Happy wedding season! Just perfect. Dresses, parties, drinks, rings, soulmates. Where's mine? Seven years dissolved. Our date - just came and went.
By Shelby Larsen2 years ago in Poets
Nothing in this world for me is clear Love doesn't help me with the fear Always tryna hide my tears My feelings can't catch me
Online romance is frought with sorrow. Without him, I must face tomorrow. He called me love and wanted me, but we were not meant to be.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Poets
Bitterness turns to white-hot fury Her fervent love gives way to scorn Her churning roiling anger Is now what keeps her warm
By S.N. Evans2 years ago in Poets
Happiness...said you always loved me? How our words are "sword" all mixed up. They say that "Love pricks the heart", I never knew the prick
By Pono Akina2 years ago in Poets
The pain I left deep inside of me It resides in you so idly I can't stay to watch you grieve Let go or watch me leave Best to let you be
How could the gods abandon us Trojans when we were so close to winning the war and surviving these ten years of nightmares?
By Isla Griswald2 years ago in Poets
Why did you buy me these carnations then cheat? You try to hide your lies with love; I don't know why I stay here, You don't deserve my love,
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
Deep in her heart, she mourned bitterness. Tears flowing down her cheeks and chin. Breath catching in her her chest. His words cutting within.
