heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Hard Breakup
Why do you do what you do? Can't you tell I'm hurting too? Can't you see I still love you. No, all you think about is yourself, you need help. Your wants and needs and never stop to think about me. Can't you see I'm crawling to you, but you just stand their doing what (I hate of you. Yeah) you do.
By Brittani Batross8 years ago in Poets
As Silent as the Grave
These days I have no more room for somber poems written under sunsets or love poems illuminated under star lights, all the shine has left in the form of mahogany coffins dropping into soft Texas earth that's been stirred by the bodies of now unfamiliar faces only captured in Facebook and instagram pictures. Windows into the past both reveal and steal my joy like a therapist diagnosing the depression I didn't know I had. The love I had has now passed, now here I am. Sunless and depressed.
By Malik Elahi8 years ago in Poets
Body Nostalgic
From the Beginning I hung on your doorframelike a hinge,and wore the white dressbecause I thoughtyou would remembermy body without organs,haunting a frontal lobe.I must have lost my mind.Renegadebrains on leashesflying faster away,which must be whywe love abandoned,frantic things,and panic whena temporal node forgetsthe sensation ofof a beating, deserted coreor a door being closedbehind you.
By Margot Eastles8 years ago in Poets
