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Love isn't something that can be explained but felt. Love isn't something to take for granted but to cherish. Love is putting someone else's pain and suffering before your own with no hesitation.
Broken I can help it; I can focus on other things But it seems I’m self possessed on creating love. It’s a vague light, opaque at best and maybe because I need things to be perfect
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to say whatever you want without ridicule? Or maybe you want to do physical things like grabbing a can without issue.
Her alarm goes of and she hits it with all her strength Her bed is soaked from the night before She gets her favorite jeans and matches it with her favorite shirt
You win. I won’t press play. Let’s stay… Stay paused for I don’t deserve to move forward. You deserve better… A better helping hand. A better system. Selfish… that I do remain.
The sterling silver and stripped car, with the squealing high pitched sound. May it break on a back road away very far and leave him stranded, never found. The boy who tried that morning to hit me,
I’m no good at making choices so I let my hands do the talking, Blocking my heart from letting out what its been calling. My back is pinned in so tight I can no longer feel my heart beat,
We were friends back, years ago Back When She was a awkward nerd and my hair was nappy. Now We're all grown up, reunited, And All I want is to make her happy.
True luv doesnt hurt intentionaly, reality is abuse always hurts~ Fist or words the damage is the same. I can forgive the pain of ur fist faster than ur words. None i'll ever forget, foolishly most i'll forgive.
Invisible scars that aline her armTransparent bruises that do no harmMake up covers those nasty scarsLook at her now and look how far
My love my love Look only at me My love my love You belong with me When your gone, I can't stand the silence I go insane. My love my love Stay with me My love my love
Love is like a candle. At first it burns bright, And then it dims, And then goes out. Just like a candle. And all that's left is a broken, melted, burning, oozing pile of melted wax.
I used to ache for you to know me.For you to wonder about my depths and reason, For you to fall into my cracks and find pieces of yourself you never knew you lost.I used to wish to hear those words drip from your lips,
For that which love does say And whisper rather than shout Only to cause some fray Then leave both sides to pout Love lasts long only when it wants to Often it breaks to become an empty shell
Maybe one day we can lay there and count all the stars Not having one worry about life behind closed bars I promise someday we'll catch every star and one day we'l reach for the moon
My bones hurt as they hit the bed. My stomach empty like a bitter morning from a nightmare. My tears burn as they meet my face. The rumbling in my heart scares me as it pounds me down.
How many times will I hear the same story of a girl who saw a boy and fell in hopeless, mournful love? How many times will I