They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
. There was a time, I thought, that I might, once have known… This poem is probably By Ross E F Lombardi . Round and round again we go,
By Ross E Fortune Lombardi2 years ago in Poets
Love: A Cure or a Curse? Love can be a medicine for a lonely heart, A drug that can tear a family apart. It lifts you high, then drops you low,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Mental heath awareness I run, but the walls move with me, shadowed hands stretch long and wide. Footsteps echo in the hollow silence,
You of All People Lied Woke in a fool’s paradise, where silver tongues weave lies, words filled with hollow intent, and truth, a whisper, spent.
Hope is fading, I've been participating, Patiently waiting, Playing a game, I'm secretly hating. My health is fading, I'm wading through debt,
By Keith McHugh2 years ago in Poets
I've died. In the crook of your arms, The bend where your thoughts turn From hopeful to dismal, I've died. . There was no other outcome.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Grieving through the breathing crevices of my mourning soul, I propelled through piercing glances of the ones who chose to score their goal.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Please, love, take a moment for the love you shared was great The loss has been a torment pain almost too much to take Yes, PLEASE take time to grieve her passing
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Suitcases Packed in the Hall Suitcases packed in the hall, just a note—no need to call. I’ve left you here, I’ve shut the door,
Just a Note to Say…I left you Just a note to say—I’m gone, your mama’s in a home, moved on. Fed my dog your last T-bone steak,
Oh, yes, I appear joyful sometimes. The truth is, I'm not happy. I'm dying inside. I'm crying within. Everything I do goes wrong.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
Our relationship is like a broken mirror. We can't fix anything. We will harm ourselves. Once a mirror gets broken into fragments.
