heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
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Your pictures keep coming in front of me. What should I say to anyone else? They tell me a lot before I do. Seeing your pictures, my boat of memories starts moving. Sitting in this boat of memories, my eyes flow like the ocean. Each moment is heavy, When this boat goes far into this ocean. There is a shore right now (present), But this boat often gets stuck in the storms of the past.
By Suraj poetry plus 2 years ago in Poets



