They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Is there rest for the ongoing war within my mind? Can the surge of waves in my heart find respite? Will frozen dreams melt away under my control?
By Malleswari2 years ago in Poets
Today let me be Both womb and tomb. * Today let me rest my oars, not move at all, Sit in my canoe, watch life move
By Komal2 years ago in Poets
You break my heart and my hopeMy every damage—and lost dreamTattered heart, how would it cope?Lost visions flowing down dark stream
By Maryam Batool2 years ago in Poets
to love - but fear vulnerability to lie whitely - but speak honestly to need solitude - but crave intimacy to speak first - without thinking
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
on days like this i’d rest my head on your knees and your fingers would run through my hair now you are a stranger and your fingers
By Sara 2 years ago in Poets
The Fallen Old Tree In a quiet glade, where shadows played, An old tree stood, its branches swayed. With leaves like whispers, gentle and free,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
He looks at you with those evil eyes you reckon they are just angel eyes with an honest hardened edge you are lost in them, lost in the chase
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
There is a cost for everything; hear me out, It's not necessarily what you are thinking about, It's not the notes or coins you toss,
By Simran Daniel2 years ago in Poets
Why did you choose me and leave me in the crowd Lost until I could no longer speak? When you stole from me every dream that was in the dream
By Kisama Riyo 2 years ago in Poets
The days passed and the pain ended The veil was lifted in my chest And a sweet river of peace covered me I said, my mouth refusing to speak:
No people around me if I am among people No sound around me to melt this feeling Oh brother, don't make a fuss in the cup
November’s breath, cold and thin, Weaves through trees with whispered din. Golden leaves, now tattered, stray, Scattered remnants of a day.
By Babar khan2 years ago in Poets
