They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
the sad man won't be helped, but tries not to cry alone. he wants the world around him to break like he is broken. lashing out, he cries for wisdom.
By ⸘jason alan‽4 years ago in Poets
Once we were close, bound by trust, A bond so strong, we felt a rush. We shared our secrets, rare and few, And thought our friendship was brand new.
By Allan M4 years ago in Poets
The full moon shines so bright and bold, Illuminating the night, young and old. A dream I had, so strange and wild, With creatures running, jumping and filed.
By Michael Maherry4 years ago in Poets
Poem My lost life was so full of strife A lasting pain so deep inside My spirit broken, my heart so cold The weight of sadness I could not hold
By Shivam Rajput4 years ago in Poets
Lately, I’ve been having trouble sleeping I can hardly tell if I’m awake or alive The world has turned to frosted glass And it's not misfiring synapses
By Sam Rogers4 years ago in Poets
Fear upon love poem Fear creeps in, like a shadow in the night, But love shines bright, like the morning light. I am afraid to fall, to be vulnerable,
By Business management4 years ago in Poets
Here comes another set Rising from this ocean Of sadness and fret She doesn’t want to eat She doesn’t want to repair And as the wave inhales into its height
By Elsa Michaela | @surfthought4 years ago in Poets
You're counting stars on your fingers again Distracted by those little fairy-bulbs along the rail Touching them lightly, lovingly
An ant so small, with a weight so great Its struggle to carry, an everyday fate A crumb so big, for its tiny frame Yet it persists, with its strength and main
By Kunal Ravat4 years ago in Poets
Psychoanalysis, a journey deep within, Exploring thoughts and feelings, hidden and grim. A process that uncovers what's beneath the skin,
By saravanakumar4 years ago in Poets
I drew this conclusion That it was my fault you even continued The brush of your hand on me breaks me A sudden burst of energy released
By Allie Bickerton4 years ago in Poets
God’s affection will fail before a Father’s affection. A mother love is also next to a father’s love. no one has seen a father’s tear
By Suresh Natarajan4 years ago in Poets
