They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
If kindness be the gift you show, Then let my heart its truth bestow. I’ve found in you life’s gentle art, A silent whisper in my heart.
By Ali Waqarabout a year ago in Poets
When something hits you Do you choose to be quiet... or scream? Some people, when things don't go their way Disappointed, unexpected, wrong
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Poets
He leans toward the light. Doesn't say much, but he reaches. Every morning, he stretches toward me— soft, slow, reverent—
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Everything has its moment... Whether it's struggle, sorrow, or disappointment, Ultimately, it will fade..... If today feels difficult, hold on to hope......
i used to go down on my knees to pray begging god to take me away but only after i paid my price --a life for life lost in the flames
By Alexandria Stanwyckabout a year ago in Poets
He don't want your love Not your type of love That love don’t survive Not the one that come without pain Your love knows no struggle
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Scary people are ''people with human hearts'' The scariest ignorance is ''knowing the face but not the heart'' The knowledge that everyone should have is ''knowing good and bad''
Can anyone stay? Do I constantly want to constantly want - to crave the shape of something slipping away? prone to capture the idea tighter than the thing itself?
By Blue Fences about a year ago in Poets
'Capable' people If they do the 'wrong job' They may appear 'incompetent' A 'happy' person If they are in the 'wrong place'
Parents divorce.. The person who is most affected And most pitiful is "child" Before starting a life together, study each other's hearts carefully
Today was just another day Of sadness, of sorrow No different than tomorrow. The universe cast me in my role but the universe hasn't made me whole
By Chris Zabout a year ago in Poets
Three bolts all at once, It intensifies the space in people's heads, The one's they show they lack, Puddling to pudding,
By Tambourine Manabout a year ago in Poets
