They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
From Homeless to Hero: The Inspiring Story of Perseverance and Redemption We often hear stories of individuals who have overcome adversity to achieve success, but few are as powerful and inspiring as those who have risen from homelessness to become heroes in their communities. Such stories serve as a testament to the resilience of the human spirit and the potential for positive change.
By Fahim4 years ago in Poets
Sometimes they stopped, sometimes they went Sometimes they got lost while walking He spent his whole life the same Suffer the hardships of life
By Shanza Riaz4 years ago in Poets
"I can't completely accept that this is occurring," said John, gazing at his telephone in dismay. "What's happening?" asked his companion, Sarah.
By Alberta Anna Affran4 years ago in Poets
The teardrop feels cold against my cheek I sit here, still Listening to the sound of silence My sadness echoes; it’s deafening
By Simon George4 years ago in Poets
Dear Unforgettable Farewell, In the halls where laughter once resounded, Amidst the chaos, my heart was astounded, For on this last day, a poet's words unfold,
By Chisi limi4 years ago in Poets
I buy his favorite wine And wait I drink the white wine that I like best Put cheese and crackers on a plate His chair is empty
By Crystal Jackson4 years ago in Poets
The morning kiss of cool air on skin The warmth of the sun rising slowly into view I’m drinking coffee and breathing in But there was a time I would have wished for you
I am trying to find myself in the mirror, But I keep failing. Standing amid the ruins of my past, Still trying to figure out who I have become and why.
By Zubair Muhammed Mustapha Amoto4 years ago in Poets
In the realm of childhood's embrace, Where innocence dances with joyous grace, I wander back to days of yore, To memories cherished, forevermore.
By Misi4 years ago in Poets
She is Hers - A Story of Love, Betrayal, and Redemption In a small town nestled in the midst of rolling hills, there lived a young woman named Nayla. She was known throughout the village as a kind and gentle soul who always had a smile on her face. Despite her beauty and charm, Nayla had never been in love. That was until she met a new resident in town - a young, handsome man named John.
By Mary4 years ago in Poets
In the game of love, a symphony plays, A waltz of senses in so many ways. We "see" with more than just our eyes, Our bodies alive with a pulse that flies.
By Prince Unachukwu 4 years ago in Poets
Baby, I don’t want to break your heart. But together we’re Mercury, we’re breaking apart. I don’t wish to see you sad. Mercury tainted tears makes crying real bad.
By Desmond Razzano4 years ago in Poets
