They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
In tender arms, a love untold, grandchildren's wonder takes hold, with eyes aglow, their spirits dance, a bounce at life's second chance.
By Denise Larkin3 years ago in Poets
In the depths of love's turbulent sea, where hearts once danced in harmony, There lies a tale of shattered dreams, a symphony of heartbreak's themes.
By Anna3 years ago in Poets
The below poetic letter was inspired by a comment on one of my poems made by a fellow vocal media poet.. Dharrsheena. Said poem was titled ‘What Is Love’
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Poets
In the depths of silence, love's whispers emerge, A symphony of feelings that gently surge, Through the corridors of time, their echoes resound,
By Ireayo Olalegan3 years ago in Poets
Sometimes love is like a puzzle, With pieces that don't quite fit. We try to force them together, But the picture never seems complete.
By G.A.L. Grace3 years ago in Poets
In shadows deep, where anguish dwells, A tempest roams, where pain compels. A heart ensnared by fiery throes, BPD, a torment only it knows.
By Jeff koli3 years ago in Poets
I always knew that you loved me, but I never heard you say it. I always tried to make you happy, but I never could. I always told you what you meant to me, but you never believed me.
By Elizabeth Ann Cornell3 years ago in Poets
There was once a young woman who fell deeply in love with a boy. Her heart yearned for him and him alone, so she endeavored to engage him in heartfelt conversations and truly get to know him. They would talk to each other every single day, building a connection.
By Szcikaa.3 years ago in Poets
In the realm of love, where emotions collide, A fragile dance unfolds, where hearts confide. Whispers of affection, tender and sweet,
By Hanna Nelson3 years ago in Poets
Little fights become big issues. Is it really worth the trouble? Making it all up to play the victim. Telling everyone your sweet little lies.
By Jasmine Harris3 years ago in Poets
If I were blind, what would I see? A world cloaked in shadows, devoid of glee. No vibrant hues to ignite my soul, Just a void of darkness, an eternal toll.
By 5-4-3-2-13 years ago in Poets
She cries herself to sleep when she thinks I am sleeping. I hear her. Heaving sobs coming unabated through her bedroom door. I want to reach out to her and
By Hyacinth Andersen3 years ago in Poets
