They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Dear Heart of Mine, Thank you For carrying on, Trudging through the minefields Of heartache after heartache. You’ve shattered like bird bones
By AC4 years ago in Poets
the hidden seam was Ripped out, “Never Cursed”… with love Toxic waste dump love.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
To Whom It May Concern, I've blamed you for so long Cursed your existence in mine I placed the burden of me upon you Even as I've let go, it still resides in me
By Demeter-Valencia A Lopez4 years ago in Poets
Dear, Narcissist Freak I stepped out your cruel world you shattered into mine. Took my gentle love and built your hatred upon.
By Sandra Doughty (.MS GYPSY)4 years ago in Poets
danger ❤️ The heart is broken, shattered to pieces Love once so sweet, now pain never ceases The memories linger, haunting and cruel
By christabel Anene4 years ago in Poets
The view I’ll miss the most Is myself from your point of view. Can we rewind? Go back just a bit in time? To the day I was six,
By Sarah Wilcox4 years ago in Poets
Dear Sarafina, I’ve suffered loss before, but not like this. Five years and my heart is still broken. Five years and your picture is still on my phone.
By Joe Luca4 years ago in Poets
Sometimes I wonder How many times I can shatter And rebuild myself It seems to me That over time Small pieces get lost
By Sarah Lenn4 years ago in Poets
Dear Us, The light shifts & dancing shadows have unexpected nostalgic edges. - Edge dwelling is a skill, as all things are,
By Stevi-Lee Alver4 years ago in Poets
Gezhay manido, Kind and Loving Spirit, Enough of loss So says the boss I am the boss of this rhyme We can continue to grieve another time.
By Denise E Lindquist4 years ago in Poets
My dearest people in Heaven, How I long to see you again, To hear your laughter, a joyful symphony, To be able to hold your hand one more time.
By Fiza Taj 4 years ago in Poets
Dear Frowning Bride Standing before the life You believed you wanted, All the conquests He thought were his, That you alone planned-
By Katrina Thornley4 years ago in Poets
