heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
I Lost My Laptop Last Week
It’s strange how everything can fall apart without a sound. No explosion. No warning. Just a screen that refuses to turn on—and suddenly, the work you’ve built, the ideas you’ve saved, and the progress you were proud of… all feel out of reach.
By Aarsh Malik3 days ago in Poets
Buried in the Holler
Time falters and the rhythm of the holler unravels, and every legend must be redrawn. What was once a reliable peak has surrendered to the valley. A mother’s passing is a slow erosion of the foundation that held our world in place, leaving us to study the silence, a new law governing the atmosphere. The heavy stillness is not a void but a presence, lingering in the spaces mother once filled.
By Tim Carmichael3 days ago in Poets
