You would do anything for me— my torn garter, my heart patched and ready for wear. So would I, weaving every seam and stitch when life snags you on i...Read more
Kimberly Corser

I live in Florida. I've been writing poetry since high school. For boyfriends, school or just because.
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Your beauty Resembles a Vase coated In a blue shade, With gold as it's Trim. The lines of wire Zip around the Curves. The shiny coat Makes me drea...Read more
no bruise or ocean could compare to this color buzzing like a dare searching for whatever's weaker to make its obsession. and as it brews voices o...Read more
Some hearts break softly, without a sound, No warning cracks, no screams around. They shatter deep where no one looks, Between fake smiles and unread ...Read more
In order to love someone else You must love yourself And I don't I wouldn't take it as a joke But what can I say It's not like I'll ever love you a...Read more
I used to twirl I kept twirling At the thought of yours With sorrow ... I left I kept leaving At the thought of yours With scorn ... I breathe I kept ...Read more
Could I be Your wish At 11:11 Could I be Your breath When you blow on a fallen eyelash Could I be Your thought When you put a coin in the well Co...Read more
Now I’m older, and sometimes I catch myself raising my voice the way he did. Or shutting down the way she did. And it scares me— not because I’m becom...Read more
I saw you in a bookstore, Across the aisle, Spectacles on your nose, Engaged in a story. Where books on shelves Were the lives of people themselves. ...Read more
Still undefined, Poetry is an artistry that still can't be identified, Each word are laces born from curiosity and longing.. Poetry is beauty and p...Read more
I suppose I love my scars because they have stayed with me longer than most people have. ~ Nikita Gill
As I lie awake, I cannot fathom where the feeling of emptiness came from. My eyes are staring at the ceilings, waiting for hours to fall asleep, but ...Read more
This morning, I longed for your eyes And I grieved So, I wrote a love poem On a canvas that resembles your smile You are the dawn, That gladdens the h...Read more
Why was I not there when your world was crushing beneath your feet, and you were lying in chaos over your sheets? Why was I not there when you felt y...Read more
In the eyes of the lion, fear is not in existence the pain hides quietly in hearts that never roar. Living is just a metaphor, and dying is what we ...Read more
Would you like a cup of coffee? It tastes like a bitter hug I always add a pound of sugar But it gets me through the day What gets you through? Is it ...Read more
They say God won’t give you something you can’t handle. But you never truly know how strong you are until all your soldiers have fallen. Until your ...Read more
For instance, the way I say “I’ll miss you”. when you leave through the door - please come home as you left, and not in pieces or broken letters ...Read more