They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
They were so desperate, that they fell in love with the scammers. They didn’t care that they were being lied to, because at least, it was company anyway.
By Rowan Finley about a month ago in Poets
I wished on Every star, Prayed so many prayers I wished for you to be here. And then there you were I loved you before you were a thought, I longed for you to be by my side.
By Alicia Anspaughabout a month ago in Poets
We were a firestorm. We were born from the resin and rind and animal lust of what seedlings and gumnut-husked spores begged
By Gina C.about a month ago in Poets
My other half, my heart, my soul You lit up my life, I lit up yours * The world around us was dark and cold But the light between us glowed
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cashabout a month ago in Poets
A glance, a nuance, a first conversation, a spark, a flicker; How do most of these interactions begin? But now, dear love-friend, here comes the kicker;
By Kent Brindleyabout a month ago in Poets
slowly, the smoke covered the sky, blinding in its billowing, the bellows of flames burning the land, and the hope of living another day
By Andrea Corwin about a month ago in Poets
I The Lord of the Highway died this week, poet, raconteur, honky-tonk hero, the first person I’d ever heard * to blend a West Texas twang
By David Muñozabout a month ago in Poets
In truth, you were exactly like the sun In that you burned me when I grew too near; Vowed by the stars themselves I was the one,
By Phar West Nagleabout a month ago in Poets
The Locksmith’s Sister The bitch was never good enough for my brother, she walked through doors she did not own, her hands always reaching for locks
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
The Haunted Church and Graves The church stands still after midnight, stone holding breath like a secret kept. Windows stare without offering answers,
a man sits alone at an oval oak table with a birthday cake, seven candles striped red and white (little candy cane babies)
By John R. Godwinabout a month ago in Poets
I relinquish my sorrow from my heart through my lips & into this river blanketed grief no longer holds me down it will forever be apart of me
By G.S Hasckleabout a month ago in Poets
