They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Clever Girl is what he calls me on the silver screen I reserve the right to say that he is just that clueless. Trying to outsmart the intellect of my kind
By Gunnar Anderson2 years ago in Poets
120 isn’t fast enough to burn the way you made me smile under my tires. if i close my eyes it will be darker than the still night.
By Sara 2 years ago in Poets
Why Did They Hurt Me? In the quiet hours of night, when shadows loom and linger, I sit alone and wonder, with trembling, tear-stained fingers.
By C. D. Guzman2 years ago in Poets
The elephant in the room, More like a dinosaur in our bed-room, Was an ignored omen of our doom. The unaddressable dinosaur in our room.
By Selina DeCarles2 years ago in Poets
How can I be sad over something I never had? Fondness that, for me, had started to grow, my emotions were playing catch and throw.
By Christina Vanhaerents2 years ago in Poets
In my dark room Wondering if the reason you can't sleep Is the same reason I can't sleep too I'm swerving the news, and everything around me reminds me so much of you
By Frankie Martinelli2 years ago in Poets
literary voyeurism deciphering symbolism I want to be the fly on your wall the one you don't notice anymore the one you feed all your
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Birds take off overhead, Sun cries tears. The fountain of melodies streams, In the green bird's mouth. The scent of the backwoods, the shadow of mists,
By Aysha Islam2 years ago in Poets
In the heart of Rome, where shadows lie, A city within a city sighs. Its walls, they whisper secrets old, Of mysteries hidden, stories untold.
By Samson E. Gifted2 years ago in Poets
lovely and dripping with youth she was worthy of being torn from the well-thumbed pages of women's magazines adorned and adored --
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets
If you truly love me, I will love you equally. But if you diminish your affection for me I will not inquire or pursue you.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
Angel of the Deep Hidden in plain sight Shifting sands and waves Draw in the fools and the brave in equal measure A creature of beauty and grace
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
