PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

us


the sun is hot, the moon is cold, and that was meant to be. when i look at you, and you look at me, i can tell we see things differently. i thought you loved me for who i am, but now i see you dont give a damn. you ripped my heart, too many times, and now i walk away, i dare not look back, cause if i do, i will surly fall back in love with you. and like i said the sun and moon, they were meant to be, but hunny this just aint workin out for me
©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.