They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
I Thought You Said You Were Leaving Me Why In The World Are You Still Here Said You Wanted To Be Free The Key Is In Your Hand Just Open The Door And Walk On Out Do Not Look Behind You
By David E. Perry2 years ago in Poets
When the lines rhyme, there's a certain joy to it. They don't deserve even that. These lines etch out my pain in a form no one and nothing else can.
By Rachel Steinmetz2 years ago in Poets
Verse 1: Took a bite Of Snow White’s apple And it only killed My soul I throw a white flag up But the world doesn’t see
By Emily McGuff2 years ago in Poets
When you get this message, I’ll be gone. There’s no need to try and find me No trace of where I will be I’ll forget about you
By Mindy Reed2 years ago in Poets
Sweet, decadent, new: palette full of unctuousness— the wondrousness of you. Surge: butterflies —✨wild✨— {rush of nerves},
By Gina C.2 years ago in Poets
When Romantic Movies Make Me Cry. When planning stops, my heart doth die. I stare at my reflection- In hard contemplation-
By Rachael MacDonald2 years ago in Poets
Do not touch me ever again. No. Not once in either of our lives. Do not wrap my hands in yours. Even if I am dead - do not come to kiss
By TheSpinstress 2 years ago in Poets
I hope I can learn to love again, find comfort in my own embrace without the fear of my past or the fear of heartbreak. I don’t want to run,
By Kara2 years ago in Poets
Disgusted by your sheer spite absence, Shattered the cracks in the mirror, Scathing the stains of my nerve, Swallowing your love pills,
By Parvathi J2 years ago in Poets
a genuine person is capable - no internalized external role. i'm not confused about me; i don't want to be authentic; i'm genuinely not pretending.
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
am i looking for answers or being sarcastic? do i already have what i need? what is more than everything? are you familiar with your range?
It is not as though your warmth faded, so much as it shifted away; like the low tide, you sought for some sweeter, wiser shore.
By Gabriel Huizenga2 years ago in Poets
