heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
When I Finally Let God Carry Me
There comes a point in life when a person becomes tired. Not the kind of tired that comes from a long day or a sleepless night, but the kind that settles deep in the bones. A tiredness of the soul. I reached that point slowly, step by step, without even noticing how heavy my heart had become. I thought I was moving toward the future I wanted, pushing through storms because I believed my way was the only way. I fought every wave. I resisted every turn. I tried to fix every problem alone.
By Salman Writes10 months ago in Poets
Giving Thanks
A holiday. For many a day off, and for many just another day at work. It's the one day set aside each year to give thanks. A day of gathering and feast, a day of remembrance and the gift of family and friends. Gathering around the table with a lavish meal and enjoying treasured company. Laughter and singing, playing games or laying on the couch in a food coma.
By Colleen Walters10 months ago in Poets
