They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
You said you’ve stopped expecting from me How can you utter such words so free? Every time, you place demands, you see But am I not enough for you to be?
By Lil'Rosie2 years ago in Poets
There’s always a Josh Who loves to play the bad boy And sweep your lover away. And he always comes At the zenith of mistakes
By Jack Friend2 years ago in Poets
Thought you were good for me. Used to think you were the definition of what good should be. You were a scam and your love was a sham. Your words used to stick, but now I’m stuck in a situation that sucks.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Poets
Looking for the meaning of life In everything I see In everything I feel In everything alive around me I can hear it A deep voice calling me
By Hanen Mehadbi2 years ago in Poets
i have many questions for you. is love your lips - the way they curve when i run my thumb across them. is your heart my home
By Sara 2 years ago in Poets
I finally let it all out. All the tears, all the sadness That I have kept inside. I told you I'm done I cannot take anymore pain
By Manisha Dhalani2 years ago in Poets
Magnificent heroes and valiant braves, we extol your glory, Indomitable strength and power, etched in story. In their realm, justice reigns, their word law,
By Solomon Walker2 years ago in Poets
If the world ended, who would I be? A question that lingers, haunting me. Would I be a survivor, strong and brave? Or would I crumble, unable to save?
That most special day, has arrived and come To mark our long lives spent together as one. In truth, I am alone but not lonely -
By Cindy Calder2 years ago in Poets
"What's wrong? " I'm often asked I hesitate first but when ready to relay I'm ignored ! Snubbed ! Excuses settle in Why ask If you won't listen
By Emem Ini2 years ago in Poets
Hello old friend We meet again It’s been a long while You used to wander after me Up and down the aisle Through fields of green grass
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
“I can’t love him” She said as the fairy danced around her head “Why not?” The fairy asked “Because the mold is cast. He is promised to another.”
