They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Wickedness Lives In His Name The room chilled fast, When he stepped in, As if the walls knew What he carried inside. He spoke in riddles,
By Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
I My heart begs to exhume your hard head To excavate and dredge the deep sorrow You’ve become my pure cacoethes instead II
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 months ago in Poets
Rain in the Heart Some days rise, with heavy clouds, pressing down, before I even speak. I carry weather, no one else sees,
The Red Door That Waited The red door stands still, set in heavy stone, holding its long secret, away from the world.
This is too much. Me trying to go for someone, while seeing my best friend be in a happy relationship Can’t a girl just get that too
By 𓍢ִ໋. ✿ Ghislaine ✿ 𓍢ִ໋. 2 months ago in Poets
My heart never forgot you Even when the world moved on Even when your voice faded Even when I tried to let go. It remembered the mornings
By Kashif Wazir2 months ago in Poets
no one has ever asked me what my biggest fear is. But I have been asked what I’m scared of before. And I have a default setting because it’s ironic and it’s an easy cop out, I say heights.
By Bev2 months ago in Poets
At dusk, the living room grows lips; the patterns start to speak— a flock of tiny ivy leaves that whisper at the cheek. They murmur from the plaster seams in threads of cream and gray:
By Milan Milic2 months ago in Poets
There are miles between our hearts, Long roads that neither of us can see, Silent paths where dreams travel slowly, Carrying pieces of you back to me.
I waited for you in the gentle hours, In mornings that opened slowly, In evenings that carried your name Across the quiet corners of my room.
Across the oceans, I send you letters, Little pieces of my heart folded into paper, Carried by waves of hope that maybe, One day, you will hold them gently in your hands.
I remember the mornings When my feet stayed still Even though my heart whispered “Step forward.” I remember the words