They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
The Man I Met Today He stood like a question I couldn’t ask, Hands in his coat, face half in the past. His eyes were storms that never broke,
By Marie381Uk 13 minutes ago in Poets
I recall my favourite "croissant" - it had golden brown crusting, chocolate coating - donut filled cream! My mouth ached for the world in-between, and no I've never been a Queen!
By 365poetryabout 5 hours ago in Poets
I like you because your perfume smells nice... But it's not mine it's my uncle's, great grandfather - he purchased it from aunt melrose corner!
By 365poetryabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Over decades I've been trying to explain the same thing! One minute I'm loving the person, the next minute I'm arguing! I'm arguing over the tree, the face, and the hand!
Love shattered like a glass heart my pulse, a glass heart broken into silent shards. each beat cuts deeper, empty echoes fill the cracks.
By Marie381Uk about 8 hours ago in Poets
you tended the weeds in my garden watched my blooms as they faded away you smiled as my heart slowly hardened another pawn in the game that you played
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout 9 hours ago in Poets
I have a photo album with my greatest memories mix Inside are several photos labeled: Blank, two, hearts, for, five,
By Amos Gladeabout 15 hours ago in Poets
You are in my arms. Maybe only in a dream, Yet I feel you here. * To my late husband, pictured above. If only this photo was now.
By Julie Lacksonenabout 22 hours ago in Poets
You have that far off gaze- the sun dipped behind the moon on a one-way ticket you are fairy floss that dissolves on the tongue
By Michele Nampalliabout 22 hours ago in Poets
The Death Watch Beetle It starts in silence, barely there a single tick within the stair or in the beam above the bed a sound that stirs the sleeping dead
By Marie381Uk about 24 hours ago in Poets
I cling to you Like a lover In need of you But you push Why do you push My love away
By Len Shermana day ago in Poets
The Day Snow Leopard Died She lay in the drift, breath gone quiet. No blood, no struggle, just still. Her eyes held the slope
By Marie381Uk a day ago in Poets
