They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
If you don't see me smiling, don't ask me why, assume things on your own, things that make sense to you, even more than mine,
By Parvathi J2 months ago in Poets
There is something about a traffic light in the night; In the dead of night, when the air is still, and the streets are lit dimly by lights that never turn off;
By James Scott2 months ago in Poets
On a quiet corner on the outskirts of town Sits a man with a crumpled brow How he got it and where from, We will probably never know
By Calvin London2 months ago in Poets
In the twilight of the world, a blaze, fierce and unfettered, captures hearts like soft callings, veils the night in orange exhalations,
By Tim Carmichael2 months ago in Poets
Your memory smells like rain — soft, familiar, almost holy. It drifts through open windows and curls around my coffee cup,
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Poets
a lone ember rose into the darkness, floating away in the night searching for some tinder or spark to ignite traveling for miles, a passion burning within
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 months ago in Poets
The night was slowly settling over the quiet city. A soft breeze touched the empty streets as a young man sat on an old sidewalk, a notebook in his hand and a trembling pen between his fingers. His name was Rehan—the poet everyone called “The Silent Writer.”
By Anas Khan2 months ago in Poets
Words That Cut A voice can wound, without a strike, without a hand, without intention. I learned this young, when silence stung,
By Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
We ended clean on paper, no dramatic scene, just a polite “take care” That didn’t mean anything. ﹁﹂ But my body didn’t get the memo.
By Milan Milic2 months ago in Poets
Amber light, snowy night; Blurry sight, try I might; Purpose, quite!, less at night; Remember right, forever flight.
They blossomed red-hot Two blazing flowers of a Budding love story - Hands held snug as corded wood Arms wrapped tight they stood
By Luke Huizenga2 months ago in Poets
Hearts beat together Connected like roots to leaves A tree bathed in light Apathetic gales Making victims of lovers
By Alicia Moreno2 months ago in Poets
