heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
The Change
TRUE Lo! My heart and hands ached for you every day in your absence until my heart… just… died. I plunged my aching hands into a hollow cavity where a heart used to be, expecting the numbing cold of the void, but in a tumult of seething anguish I birthed a sun.
By C. Rommial Butler3 years ago in Poets
Old Couple Sitting on a Bench
Do you ever see a couple sitting on a bench, and wonder a little too much about what brought them to that point, no not on the bench, but to that point in their lives, the highs the lows, the fast, the slow, the ups, the downs, the in and outs,
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
