They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Sorry that you’re going through World can see they’re bombing too As a human we can see…. They the ones that started boo
By Haychie_Artista day ago in Poets
I am NOT alive, why do assume I am !? I am not well, why do you assume I am !? I am nothing, why do you keep assuming I am something !?
By 365poetrya day ago in Poets
Look at this image right here - woah, like woah !? Look at this image right here, I just cannot go to "Sunday's" corner without the hope of repentance....
when did it become a political statement to uphold the sanctity of life? to say out loud genocide is a godless crime ⋆｡𖦹°💥*ੈ✩‧💣°𖦹｡⋆
By K.B. Silver a day ago in Poets
Depression And Voices In My Head Whispering voices in my head they press down never stop I try to talk words stick like mud
By George’s Girl 2026 2 days ago in Poets
Lost Youth, I see you in my mirror I saw her face inside the glass, Not mine, but something left behind, A softer light, a careless laugh,
The same playground, the same river, the same tree, the same city. The surroundings remain— the people change. The swing still moves,
By Sylvia Rivelle2 days ago in Poets
why, I would like to know they say you did horrible things and fled town left behind a dozen children for your wife to raise alone
By Andrea Corwin 2 days ago in Poets
Nearer My God To Thee The sea was quiet before the wound, A black stretch holding its breath, Steel confidence cut through the dark,
Why I Write Dark Poetry, By A Lonely Man I write because the silence screams, Because the night will not release, Because the thoughts inside my head,
A Red Rose Lay on My Grave The reddest rose lay on my grave silent tribute no hand to save its petals weep in quiet rain
Life Extinction First the bees went, their hum replaced by a stillness that rang in the ears like grief. Then the rivers slowed,
