They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
The depth of pain I felt was worse than razors to the wrist... The love I thought to be so true gone like raindrops in the mist.
By Natalie Riley9 years ago in Poets
Ask me my intentions I know you never heard of it Baby I am different Trust me I am sure of it. You like my style and aesthetic
By Kao9 years ago in Poets
Perfect strangers That of all we are. Look and stare; you know me and that of me. You know my eyes, how they dance of darkness and light your world.
By Cara Aruilio9 years ago in Poets
nothing makes sense the wind carries the moon in a golden white dance the rocking voices echo your name regret burdens my heart, crucifies it in wonder
By Andrea Lopez9 years ago in Poets
In the silence, I triumph. In the dark, I spark. I can't see anything and this I prefer. No judgemental looks to my view will occur.
By Paul Crocker9 years ago in Poets
Won’t you release me, you won, won’t magnanimity rule your heart as calamity dwells in mine? Won’t you allow me to grieve and mourn, a time when you knew me, remembered me?
By David Ziherambere9 years ago in Poets
Part of me is that I remember January my tears are cold. February came and I have given my love to you. March I could've stayed and you would've been my charm.
By ᏴᏞᎪᏟK ᏞᏆQᏌᎾᎡᏆᏚᎻ9 years ago in Poets
I loved you once, I love you still. My heart beats understanding that what was Yesterday was so today could be Opportunity
By Regina Stone-Grover9 years ago in Poets
Sitting in somber, frozen while life ripples around and caresses the curves of lower extremities Pores absorbing thousands of (what is believed to be non-existent) specs of life's dirt that led you to this porcelain clawfoot in the first place
By Mo. ThePoet9 years ago in Poets
Not only were you my first love, But you were also my first heartbreak When we were together, you would make my heart ache
By Jade Millard9 years ago in Poets
This poem is for our daughter, our little one. Your name was Dakota, you were supposed to be born this June. You had amazing long legs and feet, just like me.
By Crystal Korpan9 years ago in Poets
To the young man So nonchalantly crossing the street Please pay attention I guess nobody informed you That you were born on the unofficial
By F.D. Brake9 years ago in Poets
