PoetryVerse - the poem and the meaning

Mikhail Moonasar

LETTING GO Published: November 09, 2026

I still remember what we were Though time has closed that door I cannot deny the love there Or keep myself upon that shore Some things will not bloom again I stop fighting what won't change I let the hard truth remain This letting go feels so strange I close the chapter, keep meaning And let tomorrow find its way The hurt remains, but I'm healing I choose to live beyond yesterday I loved you; that remains true I will not simply fade away I'll build a life that's new And meet the dawn another day

Pandu

Marry my best friend Published: November 05, 2026

Maria, my friend ,maria is kind and always fair, she helps her friends and shows she cares .she works hard in shool each day ,and listens to what teachers say .she tells the truth and does what's right, Like a shinning star so bright .With respect and honesty too, she set a good example for me and you .So let us learn from Maria's ways ,To be kind and helpful everyday.

One Blue Jockey

When I fall in my place Published: October 29, 2026

When the thoughts stop I realise how little I sleep every day when I stop eating I realise how little I need when I stop wanting I realise that that is all I need when everyone leaves I realise I have no home when I cannot sing I recall the time cats circled my feet and when I can no longer breathe I realise this was all too much for me.

Thelostone

The weight of love Published: October 26, 2026

She learned the shape of his voice before she learned the weight of her own worth— how it could soften like rain in July, or strike like glass against tile. “I love you,” he’d say, and she would gather those words like fragile things— press them to her ribs, hide them where bruises bloom. But love from him was a coin that always flipped midair— landing sharp-side down as “I hate you.” And every time he said it, something inside her obeyed. She swears— one day, she felt her knees give out, felt the world tilt sideways, her body collapsing like a

Vrab

Makup Published: October 20, 2026

All the shades of old desires wear blue makeup tonight, mascara of disillusions for your banished look of blight. And with longing’s faded rouge, fall silent words that sear the lips that never dared to move, to let themselves go near. And now, as though nothing came to pass, your eyes stay cold as glass, two pearls of outlaw pride, ever since the love has died.

Mark Dicks

A Role I Know by Heart Published: October 08, 2026

One step further. That's all it takes, a step. But towards where? Into my heart, or into my mind? Or into the life of someone I've yet to understand? I'm never sure which way to go, yet always know which way works. A whisper here, a fleeting touch, and suddenly, I'm bound to her soul. But why does my end of the string grow duller with every pull? The words come easy, their weight, less so. I speak as though I mean them, and convince myself I do, until- Every movement feels rehearsed, every feeling, a familiar line. I've played this part so