They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Sometimes I wonder if there's another version of you, part of some other timeline out there in the universe, woven into the fabric of some other reality,
By sleepy draftsabout a year ago in Poets
Is my love unconditional, Because I expect nothing from you Or because I expect nothing of you? I used to hold you in my arms
By Sean A.about a year ago in Poets
I’m too much for you to handle Require way more than you give these other girls Ain’t got to spend a dime on me Just want to explore your mind
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Why can’t I cry if I am sad? You deal with it; you are my friend Why should I leave some things unsaid Because you’re easy to offend?
By Katya Duftabout a year ago in Poets
Love came without any warning His eyes captured my soul He smiled, I lost control My heart skipped ten beats Time froze when he spoke
By Noor khanabout a year ago in Poets
When I say I miss you, I wish you knew what I meant. It doesn't mean that I simply notice your absence. It means I'm freefalling in the hole you left inside my chest.
By Daniel Kabout a year ago in Poets
a test of my faith therein lies the conflict the script has begun no cast but my audience unmistakable for love main-character arrogance
By ⸘jason alan‽about a year ago in Poets
If Christopher had been a tree, He would have been a skinny yet strong one. With burls and knots twisting and turning, But always looking for the light.
By Xine Segalasabout a year ago in Poets
I let you burn me down to the ground, With your foul mouth and bruises, It was more than I could stand, I let your mean spirit wound me,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
I see your pain; Though it isn't something I expected, as I sit here in tears, Watching you shake and cry, It hurts because you don't always see your pain,
I wish we had something in common Something to talk about I wish you we’re interested in me Like I’m interested in you Sometimes I wish to confine in you
If I Told You the Truth About Me By [waseem khan] If I told you the truth about me, you’d stop seeing the mask I wear as my real face.
By waseem khanabout a year ago in Poets
