They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
As California bakes in July, this poem, written a couple of years ago came to mind. Perhaps as a reminder that there are consequences in life.
By Joe Luca3 years ago in Poets
. I AM TOO DAM GOOD! By Ross E F Lombardi . My darkness howled in pain, At your light, My own stupidity - I could not fight.
By Ross E Fortune Lombardi3 years ago in Poets
In Eastern lands where shadows dwell, Amidst a tale that silence tells, The sit-at-home, a solemn rite, Weeps with the poor families' plight.
By Obianuju Egwuatu3 years ago in Poets
In the depths of twilight's tender hue, Two souls entwined, their love anew, A symphony of hearts, destined to be, United in love's embrace, wild and free.
By Kalai Karthi K3 years ago in Poets
In You, I Trust Note from me: This poem is written like a song. It can be interpreted in many ways.For me, I interpreted it as someone who is done with the world and they are doing everything they could to numb their pain away.
By CyCy3 years ago in Poets
I went through it once to welcome you to my world you were tough, inaccessible with thick armour on your back; when I look at my couch now
By Sun Bee3 years ago in Poets
Knock, knock. Who's there? Etch. Etch who? Bless you! You need that after hearing 50 knock-knock jokes. Knock, knock. Who's there?
By raja huraira3 years ago in Poets
you dared disturb my peace at one point in time calling my usual grounds rags, not worth a soul; you gave me only your head
You said you weren't like them, lord knows you lied. I began to let my walls down, lord knows I tried. When we were right everything was wrong;
By Jollyoddbod Poetry3 years ago in Poets
Soldiering on without the blessing of his one love, Lazing in the sun’s golden rays of heated delight, Dreaming of being selfishly sufficient,
By Colleen Millsteed 3 years ago in Poets
The way to make an ex is this Scream upon his ear with fear All the things that you hold dear Force upon him future wishes
By Stephanie J. Bradberry3 years ago in Poets
In the realm of hearts, where love once bloomed, A broken soul now stands, deeply consumed. Tears like raindrops, falling from above,
By Mary Jean M. Ramos3 years ago in Poets
