They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
So the shell of me watches, while the soul of me rages, and the shell of you mourns, while your soul moves on, because you never really loved me,
By Jayni Cole4 days ago in Poets
Here we go again, folks. My next attempt at True Crime poetry. “ All I heard was, “I Did It” In the interrogation room, hush, my coffee goes cold.
By MJonCrime4 days ago in Poets
I only know how to be what I am. And what I am is a loving, caring, broken man Jaded by war and deaths cold embrace, I feel I no longer belong among the human race.
By Edward Val4 days ago in Poets
Grandad loved me Grandad loved me in a way that stayed, when the house felt cold and words fell wrong. He saw me whole, not in pieces,
By Marie381Uk 4 days ago in Poets
Sometimes I hate you because you never fucked me on a trampoline, in the ocean, or up against a wall. Sometimes I hate you because you never really tried, never put any effort in, never tended the fires you built.
By Harper Lewis4 days ago in Poets
You miss them. So do I. Our people are different but the story's the same. What was once love is now withered away, A dead rose sits in the back of your closet because you're secretly hoping it will bloom again,
By Dylan 5 days ago in Poets
You know, I’m afraid of leaving you… You’ll make me sick, that’s what you’ll do! You’ll make me crave you all over again,
By Nicole Attenhofer5 days ago in Poets
The last box was lighter than I expected. Mostly air, and that dry-paper smell of things that used to matter every day.
By Milan Milic5 days ago in Poets
Killing A Moment Killing a moment happens quietly, no sound, no warning sign. A glance missed, a word unsaid, a crossing of invisible lines.
By Marie381Uk 5 days ago in Poets
His heart said yes But his mind said no Her heart said no and her mind also Thrown together By fate alone A love that never
By Calvin London5 days ago in Poets
I re-apply the plasters, for them to fall off in the shower and reveal mistakes and callouses I try hard not to aggravate.
By Reece Beckett5 days ago in Poets
You carried a soul beneath your heart, A little life too soon to start. - Though earth could not become their home, Their spirit never drifts alone.
By Latisha Fairfull5 days ago in Poets
