They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
is lonely in a look? In a Sunday afternoon Lingering waiting for your returned envelope Stamped and ready to open Yet my steps toward the mailbox is stifling
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
my own half-feral minion- be still, child, be still. my totally wild paradise, full moon sky dive- be still, child, be still.
By ⸘jason alan‽4 years ago in Poets
Heartbreak hits like a sucker punch It leaves you feeling so low, so forlorn It’s a pain like no other, that’s for sure Darkness surrounds you and you don’t know what to do
By vanshika 1114 years ago in Poets
Too many thoughts in my mind. Is there a way to write? Life goes on what a plight.... Sometimes it feels wrong. Sometimes too right!
By Samara Simson4 years ago in Poets
When night falls, and shadows rise And silence fills the lonely skies When you're lost, in a crowded room And your heart feels like a broken tune
By Shamry Mohammed4 years ago in Poets
A mother's life is on the line, Her son beside her, tears do shine. An accident has caused her pain, Her blood the doctors do obtain.
By Md Azar4 years ago in Poets
Alone, she stands so tall and fair, A young girl with ribbons in her hair. Her eyes are bright, her heart is pure, A soul untouched, a spirit sure.
By Dinesh Ram4 years ago in Poets
The day I lost a loved one, My heart felt like it had come undone. The pain was sharp, the wound so deep, And all I wanted was for them to keep.
By Kunal Ravat4 years ago in Poets
August Rides The dusk wind blow up and dark knock, Let's go for a mile of walkwalk, when I see you my eyes are glimpsing,
By Nivethini4 years ago in Poets
Broken and shattered! My heart lies within, Once filled with love, now devoid of its grin. Memories of us haunt me, day and night,
By Nova4 years ago in Poets
Gentle essences, your baby skin, first gurgles of your breath, your tiny fingers in my hand the moment I kissed your head.
By J. S. Wade4 years ago in Poets
I didn’t pay attention to the contents of Your soul enough To send you that Poem in a letter Truth is, I’m only writing that Poem now
By Allie Bickerton4 years ago in Poets
