They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
The Locksmith’s Dog You heard the clang of chains in the dark You read the tale of the locksmith, the man who welded nightmares into steel. You shuddered at the locksmith’s wife,
By Marie381Uk 4 days ago in Poets
The granite like tiles made no sense for a hospital floor Why would gold sparkling specks against cloud-white belong? The phone in the waiting room would ring ever so often
By Shirley Belk5 days ago in Poets
Your Roots Are Too Deep Your roots went further than I could survive, they did not stop where love should pause. They tightened around my days and nights,
By Marie381Uk 5 days ago in Poets
My body remembers before my mind does the way my shoulders climb When a door shuts too hard, The way my stomach goes quiet
By Milan Milic5 days ago in Poets
It is time for the transformation. It is not goodbye, rather a new beginning. There could be a small rally. That is a normal happening, a short delay.
By Andrea Corwin 5 days ago in Poets
Prayers for safety, prayers for peace,
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast5 days ago in Poets
It was so innocent at first. We clicked so fast. Loving him came easy, his eyes were so understanding. His touch, so gentle.
By Amanda Lyons5 days ago in Poets
“Where there is love, there is no room for fear.” “The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.”
By Zakir Ullah5 days ago in Poets
Everytime I go outside, some person seems to think it's normal to work in the country I live! Everytime I go outside, some person seems to think I'm attractive!
By 365poetry5 days ago in Poets
The Raven’s Curse The raven circles. One eye pale, One eye black. It sees all. It lands, Where the dying crawl. Its shadow presses,
We weren't close But you were my twin We had a complex history But we chose commitment instead It always hung out And I saw your pain
By Destiny S. Harris6 days ago in Poets
Pursued by a dream, pursuing dreams. Ignored by others, ignoring others. What you give, is what you receive. Winter strawberries.
By Moon Desert6 days ago in Poets
