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They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Love is my Super Power
Love is my Super Power Love is my Curse Love gives me wings Love is a manacle Love is my rock Love is my prison Love is my anchor
Mother CombsPublished 4 months ago in Poets- Top Story - December 2023
A Soothing Siren Song
I turn around to say so long, To a world that I once knew, For waves beckon unto me, a soothing siren song. / Ruminating what went wrong,
Stephanie J. BradberryPublished 4 months ago in Poets Lily's Bloom
Amongst the petals of a lily's bloom, Their essence lingers, dispelling gloom. The fragrance of yesteryears, sweet and rare,
Raymond InosantoPublished 4 months ago in PoetsHalloween candies
It’s early days of November. Sunny season kissed us goodbye, walking out in a wintery fashion. And you, you returned like autumn,
Andie EmersonPublished 4 months ago in PoetsA Poem about Depression
In the depths of the shadowed soul, where whispers linger like ghosts, A poignant dance unfolds, a tale of melancholy boasts.
Raymond InosantoPublished 4 months ago in PoetsWas it all a lie? Tell me why.
Engulfed in love that blossomed, when I looked at you I knew Nothing else now mattered, with unwavering conviction the belief
Mirror
Smoke and mirrors Are all that hide my fears You want in But little do you know I’ve given you more of an inside look Than most have ever taken
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsYou-3
You make my life wonderful Sometimes we hurt each other When we stumble and fall But without you I wouldn’t have it all
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsSomething, Somewhere
Watching you from afar Breaks me Watching you struggle with your sisyphean task Give me your time, is all I ask Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsSomeone's Daughter, Someone's Son
At the bang of a gun it's already too late Someone's daughter, someone's son * Damage can't be undone There's no respawn or replicate
Paul StewartPublished 4 months ago in PoetsIt's Special
I'm sure what you say is true and that she did save you. Her love lifts you up and shows you how life can be. Colors are brighter, and the world seems suddenly joyful. Everything is felt more deeply because suddenly, you are actually alive for the first time.
Heart and Soul
You swipe and scroll all you want But that’s not what you’ll ever want Find someone that wants you for your heart That wants to connect
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in Poets