They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
"The sun rises in the morning sky, An wdith it comes the hustle and bustle of life. People rushing to and fro, Like ants in search of food and home.
By Ashish Debnath4 years ago in Poets
"Otherwise, you wouldn't Be staying here, By my side, As one of the Worthless. "You know damn well; Who decides what And who
By Anmol Shukla4 years ago in Poets
we don’t talk anymore. forever, a long time ago you said love would last
By Jeffrey Wigen4 years ago in Poets
broke my heart three times, but the sex was everything. his lips, cigarettes
No matter how much, Time passes, I feel your touch, Like a phantom limb
By JD4 years ago in Poets
Why me? Why must I suffer so? These thoughts in my mind, they constantly flow Dragging me down into a pit of despair Leaving me wondering if anyone truly cares
By Bamguwata4 years ago in Poets
Misery grips my heart with icy claws Dragging me down into despair's maws Every day, every night, it holds me tight And I long for relief with all my might
Is it possible to fall in love with your creation? Not in the way a mother would love her child, or an artist would love their new painting, but the way a woman loves her soulmate.
By Ellie and Michaela4 years ago in Poets
Dear, Friend I didn't know that You were in love with Me... I remember one summer Before I went to stay With my Dad, You wrote me a letter ✉️
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)4 years ago in Poets
In the meadow, the wildflowers bloomed in a sea of colors, each one more vibrant than the last. They swayed gently in the breeze,
By Danish Nazir4 years ago in Poets
Mary's love for Billy burns bright, Like a star in the darkest night. She dreams of the day they'll be wed, Of the life they'll build, of the love they'll spread.
By Art4 years ago in Poets
Hanging from the trees. Burned, beaten, broken bones, brutality. Black skin not welcome.
By Totfish’s Tales4 years ago in Poets
