They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Heart. This may be something I have never experienced before. I spring up in bed, and my blankets start to feel less like safety and more like sandpaper. Grasping for something, anything, to tell me that I am alive.
By Zoe Elizabeth9 years ago in Poets
I really don't think you tried to make me cry. You never were that kind of guy. I don't think you wanted to lie, but sometimes I think differently... deep down inside.
By Piper Suscha9 years ago in Poets
I am Good. I am evil. I have Two sides, one side hurts, one side hides. The pain makes me weaken, Do you see im not that bad.
By Karri Duperron9 years ago in Poets
Why do you say you can see me, When you fail to even look at me? Am I really that ugly? Why can't you hear me, When I am speaking out to you?
Hey now Virgo the things unseen Unsaid, unkempt, and happening Say beautiful things, things I can't wrap my head around
By Andy Russell9 years ago in Poets
Everything was perfect about you, Except me I was the flaw in your everyday, The stain on the tapestry that is your life
By g. whiles9 years ago in Poets
The night drags on as the moon tracks the hour. Sleep remains ever elusive. The dark pulling forth every painful memory, every angry word, every heartbreaking picture from locked deep inside. Only surfacing to torment an already troubled mind.
By Nicole Lane9 years ago in Poets
I am The Girl, who is trapped in this Dark room. there is nothing, not even a sound. I see this light at the edge of the room,
Three years later, when I first saw you I fell in love with a person, one I thought I knew. Your grin, dark hair, soul-aching eyes,
By Kisella Kopciuk9 years ago in Poets
She was there, I could touch her, make sense of her form. I remember her beauty and the way she curled her hair, her voice sounded like a bell while other times it sounded like rough gravel.
By Beautifully Jaged9 years ago in Poets
A poem about love and heartbreak. Love I've never known a love like yours; never felt a love so true, so pure, yet so powerful.
By Rasheeda Loves9 years ago in Poets
Sometimes the need to be held by someone can be felt even by the ones that hate any type of attachment. As I walked through my messed up, plain and somehow beautiful life, I felt this need make its way into my heart more and more each day, numerous times.
By Eva Beatrice9 years ago in Poets
