Still, the bed laid untouched the way you left it that crisp, fall morning. Introductions were never my strong suit, Losing every ounce of love I once felt; faded away the day you left.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreetabout a year ago in Poets
The Invisible Soul** A spirit unseen, a heart unknown, A soul that wanders, all alone. A silent whisper, a gentle sigh, A flicker of hope, that will not die.
By Juliusly about a year ago in Poets
The Atom of love** A tiny particle, a spark divine, The atom of love, a force benign. A universe within, a world untold, A story of passion, hearts enfold.
Broken bottles Shattered glass, a mournful sight, Once filled with joy, now lost in night. A symbol of what once has been, A fragile vessel, now broken and keen.
**Broken Trust** When trust is broken, shattered glass, A fragile bond, forever passed. Words of sorrow, empty sound, A hollow echo, lost and drowned.
Slosh, sulking, sullen. Ink dripping down in this Last Entrapment, Niche encampment, Crushing feat in this last Encounter, this embrace, of this moment of silence.
By Belleabout a year ago in Poets
i poison roses into shriveled sentiments i should appreciate while they thrive; instead, i wonder how anyone could like a dustheap, a magpie
By melancholy galaxiesabout a year ago in Poets
Still nights, when insomnia and imagination coalesce, I find myself a captive audience to the Intone. The white noise suffuses every inch, every corner, every pore. Sit in "silence" now. Go on, turn off your
By kpabout a year ago in Poets
Standing on this high hill staring up at God’s wide cosmos An insignificant speck, incomparable to the wide and bright canvas above
By Savannah K. Wilsonabout a year ago in Poets
In the silence after the last echo, where the sky has crumbled into shards of dusk, I stand alone amidst the debris
By Taylor Wardabout a year ago in Poets
Dearest Wind, In the quiet tumult of the world's breath, where the air itself seems to murmur secrets older than the mountains,
In the cold hum of industry, our lives are forged in the relentless clatter of gears and pistons, where the heartbeat of progress
