This was the only poem that made me get into writing love and heartbreak poems. I have already made around 20 sad poems because i make 3-5 poems maximum everyday.
Name this poem: Do you ever feel like no one could ever care? It’s like your heart can break like a paper can tear You want to run, you want to hide You don’t want to show whatever’s inside Sometimes life’s hard, sometimes it’s alright Sometimes you just need someone to hold you through the night Someone to tell you that you’ll be fine Even though you’re not, most of the time Sometimes the world is a really tough place Or maybe that’s just not the case Maybe it’s just that everyone’s too mean Maybe it’s that no one is what they seam Sometimes you just want to scream and shout Sometimes you want to let everything out Other times you’re quite, like you forgot how to speak And you think that you’re nothing, nothing but a freak You’re tired of picking up everyone else’s trash You’re tired of seeing your life being swallowed in a flash There’s barely enough tears left for you to cry You say that you’re happy, but that is a lie You replay scenarios in your head To help you fall asleep in your bed You wish that you can change your attitude You wish that you could stand up when people were rude Have you ever let the comments properly enter your mind? You forget that there’s anything good in life to find You forget that not everyone’s just trying to pull at your hair You forget there’s actually people who care Slowly but surely you find joy in your life You find someone to take out the knife They clean the wounds and piece you back together They fix you all the way through and you no long feel poor You get your smile and confidence back You regain the skills you started to lack You realise that your finally ok in the mind You walk at the front and not from behind Instead of being the meal for the cat You’re now the one who helps the rat You’re now the one who tells them it’s ok You tell them that they shouldn’t walk away You just needed a hug, you needed a friend You needed someone who’ll be there until the very end Someone you can rest your head on, while they rest theirs too Someone who will say those three words, ‘I Love You’
Real love takes 2 I’m someone but no one to you hurt people hurt people I know that to be true they say opposite attract but I’m black with dreads you’ll see me on the street you’ll turn your head, when I speak. well never meet you’ll never know if I’m the one cause you didn’t let me stop to tell you real love takes 2
Full poem: The very thing that distinguishes us is that I wouldn’t hesitate to choose you in every lifetime, but you wouldn’t even choose me in this one and although I gave you my flesh and bones. I know I cannot love you into loving me. So there you are overflowing with my love and here I am pleading for a droplet of yours or whatever I could salvage but there must come a time where you recognize that to grieve someone hurts a lot less than forcing them to be apart of you, and I know I should not beg for love but just once I wanted someone to be afraid of losing me.
"I can't love you into loving me." Really resonates, i used to tell everyone that asked about someone i lost..."i loved her enough for the *both* of us."
This hit where it truly matters. Some of us are filled with light and love, so we attempt to shine it on everyone, but we often leave our rays of hope with the wrong people.
Do people still read in 2023, and poetry, to be specific? I often think that nobody reads anything, given the low level of general knowledge. Where do I take my poetry? I don't understand my audience. Do you?
I'm afraid of who to be..love covers my eyes like armour..defending my heart from pain..a war of light falling under my shadow casting colours of dreams that I dare look at alone.this inner shy is but my reflection of truth witch I can not face without fear..Eye fear love ..as the morning next is new
Please rate my poetry Dark shades are good For someone so misplaced We always stay braced For the portion to fade. And yet the ugly blemishes Refrains our further wishes Despite the moral hygiene Everyone avoids our line
The very thing that distinguishes us both is that I wouldn’t hesitate to choose you in every lifetime but you wouldn’t even choose me in this one and although I gave you my flesh and bones I know I cannot love you into loving me so there you are overflowing with my love and here I am pleading for a droplet of yours or whatever I could salvage but there must come a time where you recognize that to grieve someone hurts a lot less than forcing them to be a part of you and I know I should not beg for love but just once I wanted someone to be afraid of losing me
How beautiful to find you like this... Sharing such a sublime creation and more in a time that has lost the love for reading, but above all, I want to thank you for rescuing this that is so UNIQUE. I'm in South America (Colombia, Brazil), so whenever you want you have a space here ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨
We must and do Against all that opposes it Maybe not with courage Or fitness to suit But we do Enough to challange our flesh Enough to feel empathy in our fear You where worthy of great love
Sorry I know this might be random or not on topic, but here is a random poem that I just made right now: We all hear the same song everyday, everyday. Some wishing for a happy ending. Some wishing for just a ending. A flower that is picked before it is fully bloomed. A fruit that is waiting to be eaten, but is never eaten. A singer who sings, but enjoys dancing. A artist who creates, but their creations never understood. A poet whose work is idealistic. A writer whose work is realistic. Crying on a sunny day, but smiling on a rainy day. Playing in the parks we used to play in. Watching the shows we used to watch. Smiling so we won't cry. Crying so we won't smile. Working so we can die. Living so we can work. Laughing till we cry, crying till we laugh. Feeling too much at times, but feeling too little most of the time. Just remember that life is too short to end it, but is too long to keep it going. Sorry again, it mught not be good because I just started doing poetry, and I am only 13. Anyway, bye!
It's so real the "to grieve Someone Hurts a lot less than forcing them to be a part of you", these words give meaning to a feeling that I was holding for a long time.
Excellent diction, excellent drive and emphasis. Ruined by the music which took the flame of the performance and snuffed it. The impact just was not there due to the music.
Ya Allahu.. Ayune.. suwun mbak.. suaramu yo adem.. geguritan ingkang nrenyuhaken.. i Love it! so Perfect Poem.. please more.. LOVE! i Love it! so nice..
"Im dreading these thoughts, verbal abuse, sad youth. The more you say, the more I realize, I was never enough. I hate the way, it ruins my day. And the power you gain, when tears roll down my face. I'm foolish to admit I believe you. Nobody has ever really said, I am enough. Maybe its something I have to find with faith on my own. Because you downplay my achievements, and downgrade my hard work. But you say you love me and know me the most. I'm breaking down, and building up walls, that trap me in this evil hopelessness. Burned out mentally, damn this discouragement, I just feel worthless seeking validation while my heart keeps breaking.
I have listened to you reading this beautiful poem 50 times, Kiera. My eldest son is alienated against me, and It's moved me in ways you can not imagine ❤😢 thank you. I'm following you now 🥰
You can still find your voice. It's not to late to make the choice. To practice written daily thoughts, And dig up feelings mind forgot. Maybe through inner communication, You can quell internal frustration. And find again, in another love, What if all you needed, was a friendly shove.❤
"But just once i wanted someone afraid of losing me" that hits very deep too me bc nobody is ever afraid like me to lose somebody to love to cherish their dreams to hold oh no matter how hard i try i will never be yours to keep.
i felt that(i remember the girl that i really love,that i would give my heart to her but "in every story theres an happy ending but for me and her theres no happy eneding"all that comes is regret and dispair,she leaves me for no reason,she's gone she just used me)
I love how you express it as if it is your own, like reading a book whilst sharing the same emotions. You show us through your eyes how much you adore this reading, and the meaning behind it, the way each word flows out like a promise that this poem you've found is cruel and honest, yet honey soaked.
I relate to this like anything and the line losing me would scare u i have always said this in my relationship ..... Never found sonething as relatable❤
Poetry truly is for all. My partner left me, and even stopped responding, even though I tried my best to be romantic in a degenerate world. You can’t do the right things for the wrong person. A blow to my heart, but thank God it will heal again! Carpe diem!
When something goes wrong, when I face some difficulty, you please support me, O my friend. There is no one nor was there anyone in my life except you. You please support me, O my friend.
In the depths of introspection, I find myself pondering the purpose of my existence. Does life merely entail enduring suffering and passing it on to others? Can trust be placed in a world that seems devoid of it? Is it my destiny to persist in relentless striving until I can strive no more? Amidst this confusion, I grapple with understanding my role in a seemingly chaotic and bewildering world. The spark that once ignited my being now eludes my sight, leaving me feeling lost and disconnected. Yet, this sense of inner turmoil is not unique; many individuals encounter similar struggles. A fundamental question emerges: what defines a "good human"? Should they be honest, altruistic, or a combination of virtues? As the most intelligent creatures on this planet, we possess vast potential, yet we often find ourselves grappling with the very nature of this world. We question the pursuit of happiness when faced with the inevitability of sadness. The complexity of our existence and the disarray that envelops our comprehensive world can be overwhelming. Will there ever come a time when I truly comprehend it all? Or are these answers even significant? Sometimes, the weight of these uncertainties can lead to contemplating resignation or perpetually striving. The temptation to relegate my soul to the darkest recesses of my mind becomes alluring. Perhaps I don't deserve the privileges and opportunities that life has bestowed upon me. Yet, in truth, none of us do. So, am I entitled to this existence? What I possess may be materialistic, but my preoccupations threaten to further entrench me in a materialistic mindset. Should I persevere and continue on this path? Sleep calls out to me, offering respite, but it feels like a waste of precious time. Will I ever uncover the elusive answers I seek? Or perhaps the quest for answers itself is futile. Maybe it's not about finding definitive answers, but rather about embracing the journey of self-discovery and finding meaning amidst the chaos. The pursuit of understanding and growth, even in the face of uncertainty, can lead to profound insights and personal evolution. In this narrative of existential questioning, I am reminded that literature often serves as a refuge for expressing profound emotions and grappling with the mysteries of life. It provides solace in knowing that these struggles are shared by many, and in delving into these depths, we uncover the shared essence of our humanity.
These words only have life when they come from someone you have a liking to. A celebrity saying this would be glorified. A homeless man, not so much. You wouldn't reciprocate. Love is definitely not blind. The poem is relatable, sure, but the yearning is too dramatic. This yearning will not save you from heartbreak or win back a lover in modern times. People today are cut throat when it comes to relationships and stability.
Brucia la terra! I wish we grew up together; to sign a pact and throw the key in Paris deep. So our hearts last two lifetime and our love counts no wrong. I wish after we grew old we celebrated a diamond Jubilee to die at the same time, while following the whirly rounds to the heavens, sharing our love in the seventh heaven and basking in the girth of savory bliss. Exchanging our hearts, mine in yours and yours in mine because love is free but giddy to catch...May Elune be with you my dearest. I wish this poem is meant for me for ill be with you in Ten lifetimes. May Elune seek and protect you, Brucia la terra!
That is well said. I would say this - be very picky and choosy of who you choose to love. You want the other person to want you. You don’t want it to be one-sided which will ultimately lead to you being used and exploited. And no one needs that for a lifetime. Right now, all I have is the echoes of the past, indexed in my mind. In the end, all I have is dust that can become glass.
some say love is just a saying,but love seriously obeying and okaying,telling someone i love you everyday,listening patiently and knowing what to say,tell her i need you baby but put it into action,love she'll appreciate it which adds to yr satisfaction,buy her roses chocolate candy ,treat her special like yr daddy did yr mammy ❤
Not the attitude to keep. Life has much bigger purpose & if one dedicate to chasing love, he/she deserves none. Love will find u when u pursue ure purpose u were born for
Nothing hits harder than making up a boy and doing everything you dreamed of in your head, just to get over the existing one that broke your heart. Even worse, when yall weren't even in a relationship, let alone talking. It breaks me 💔
Scary how someone else's words almost paints a perfect picture of our emotions
Yup. Gotta agree
Yes it hurts
Words have no meaning
@@jasonantigua6825 who hurt you? that’s not true at all it’s crazy that you would even say that
Just now, my one makes it into 300 like
This was the only poem that made me get into writing love and heartbreak poems. I have already made around 20 sad poems because i make 3-5 poems maximum everyday.
Free yourself from the shackles of expectation and enjoy the freedom of authenticity. Love yourself and attract people who will love you
Name this poem:
Do you ever feel like no one could ever care?
It’s like your heart can break like a paper can tear
You want to run, you want to hide
You don’t want to show whatever’s inside
Sometimes life’s hard, sometimes it’s alright
Sometimes you just need someone to hold you through the night
Someone to tell you that you’ll be fine
Even though you’re not, most of the time
Sometimes the world is a really tough place
Or maybe that’s just not the case
Maybe it’s just that everyone’s too mean
Maybe it’s that no one is what they seam
Sometimes you just want to scream and shout
Sometimes you want to let everything out
Other times you’re quite, like you forgot how to speak
And you think that you’re nothing, nothing but a freak
You’re tired of picking up everyone else’s trash
You’re tired of seeing your life being swallowed in a flash
There’s barely enough tears left for you to cry
You say that you’re happy, but that is a lie
You replay scenarios in your head
To help you fall asleep in your bed
You wish that you can change your attitude
You wish that you could stand up when people were rude
Have you ever let the comments properly enter your mind?
You forget that there’s anything good in life to find
You forget that not everyone’s just trying to pull at your hair
You forget there’s actually people who care
Slowly but surely you find joy in your life
You find someone to take out the knife
They clean the wounds and piece you back together
They fix you all the way through and you no long feel poor
You get your smile and confidence back
You regain the skills you started to lack
You realise that your finally ok in the mind
You walk at the front and not from behind
Instead of being the meal for the cat
You’re now the one who helps the rat
You’re now the one who tells them it’s ok
You tell them that they shouldn’t walk away
You just needed a hug, you needed a friend
You needed someone who’ll be there until the very end
Someone you can rest your head on, while they rest theirs too
Someone who will say those three words, ‘I Love You’
Me about to cry bc it's so true
She’s beautiful
Aliv😢😢😢😮😮😮😮
❤
First.......... really love your videos they inspire me
Wow your eyes are pretty
POV: their texts after getting dumped. 😂
Real love takes 2 I’m someone but no one to you hurt people hurt people I know that to be true they say opposite attract but I’m black with dreads you’ll see me on the street you’ll turn your head, when I speak. well never meet you’ll never know if I’m the one cause you didn’t let me stop to tell you real love takes 2
“I cannot love you into loving me” so eloquently spoken.
Indeed
Full poem:
The very thing that distinguishes us is that I wouldn’t hesitate to choose you in every lifetime, but you wouldn’t even choose me in this one and although I gave you my flesh and bones. I know I cannot love you into loving me. So there you are overflowing with my love and here I am pleading for a droplet of yours or whatever I could salvage but there must come a time where you recognize that to grieve someone hurts a lot less than forcing them to be apart of you, and I know I should not beg for love but just once I wanted someone to be afraid of losing me.
so lovely! deep words, deep meaning 🧡
Last line cuts so deep. I love you and your work. Please keep doing it.
The head drop gets me each time ❤
"I can't love you into loving me."
Really resonates, i used to tell everyone that asked about someone i lost..."i loved her enough for the *both* of us."
This hit where it truly matters. Some of us are filled with light and love, so we attempt to shine it on everyone, but we often leave our rays of hope with the wrong people.
Do people still read in 2023, and poetry, to be specific? I often think that nobody reads anything, given the low level of general knowledge. Where do I take my poetry? I don't understand my audience. Do you?
"you wouldn't even chose me in this ONE."
...
Well damn.
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I'm afraid of who to be..love covers my eyes like armour..defending my heart from pain..a war of light falling under my shadow casting colours of dreams that I dare look at alone.this inner shy is but my reflection of truth witch I can not face without fear..Eye fear love ..as the morning next is new
I now understand this poem as a self reflection. Myself instead of the typical other
Super Mawk
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Made me think of how blessed are those with a family who loves them..
this poem is the most relatable poem i have heard. it really express the part of me which I realise while reading it.
Please rate my poetry
Dark shades are good
For someone so misplaced
We always stay braced
For the portion to fade.
And yet the ugly blemishes
Refrains our further wishes
Despite the moral hygiene
Everyone avoids our line
The very thing that distinguishes us both
is that I wouldn’t hesitate to choose you in every lifetime
but you wouldn’t even choose me in this one
and although I gave you my flesh and bones
I know I cannot love you into loving me
so there you are overflowing with my love
and here I am pleading for a droplet of yours or whatever I could salvage
but there must come a time where you recognize that to grieve someone
hurts a lot less than forcing them to be a part of you
and I know I should not beg for love
but just once I wanted someone to be afraid of losing me
How beautiful to find you like this... Sharing such a sublime creation and more in a time that has lost the love for reading, but above all, I want to thank you for rescuing this that is so UNIQUE.
I'm in South America (Colombia, Brazil), so whenever you want you have a space here ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨
I don't have a boyfriend or girlfriend, but I sure do have some friends whom I thought of while listening to this..... And I felt it.
We must and do
Against all that opposes it
Maybe not with courage
Or fitness to suit
But we do
Enough to challange our flesh
Enough to feel empathy in our fear
You where worthy of great love
Great work, especially in the tonality
Sorry I know this might be random or not on topic, but here is a random poem that I just made right now:
We all hear the same song everyday, everyday.
Some wishing for a happy ending.
Some wishing for just a ending.
A flower that is picked before it is fully bloomed.
A fruit that is waiting to be eaten, but is never eaten.
A singer who sings, but enjoys dancing.
A artist who creates, but their creations never understood.
A poet whose work is idealistic.
A writer whose work is realistic.
Crying on a sunny day, but smiling on a rainy day.
Playing in the parks we used to play in.
Watching the shows we used to watch.
Smiling so we won't cry.
Crying so we won't smile.
Working so we can die.
Living so we can work.
Laughing till we cry, crying till we laugh.
Feeling too much at times, but feeling too little most of the time.
Just remember that life is too short to end it, but is too long to keep it going.
Sorry again, it mught not be good because I just started doing poetry, and I am only 13. Anyway, bye!
Good job!
It's very good, well done 👍
Yay My name is Keira
AND BEAUTIFUL POEM🥲✨
You are as beautiful as your work❤
Stunning 😢
It's so real the "to grieve Someone Hurts a lot less than forcing them to be a part of you", these words give meaning to a feeling that I was holding for a long time.
Hi Thus Is A Beautiful and strong poem can you please give me any advice on writing a poem this stony and using strong words
❤❤❤
I can’t stop listening to this over and over
Your beautiful face is a poem by itself 😍 and yes, I'm simping
Excellent diction, excellent drive and emphasis. Ruined by the music which took the flame of the performance and snuffed it. The impact just was not there due to the music.
Is this an AI generated image because this face is literally beyond my imagination.
Ya Allahu.. Ayune.. suwun mbak.. suaramu yo adem.. geguritan ingkang nrenyuhaken.. i Love it! so Perfect Poem.. please more.. LOVE! i Love it! so nice..
R u by any chance from South Africa (srry that’s random)
Also this poem is beautiful
beautifully written , spoken
Beautifully painfully
"Im dreading these thoughts, verbal abuse, sad youth. The more you say, the more I realize, I was never enough.
I hate the way, it ruins my day. And the power you gain, when tears roll down my face. I'm foolish to admit I believe you. Nobody has ever really said, I am enough.
Maybe its something I have to find with faith on my own. Because you downplay my achievements, and downgrade my hard work. But you say you love me and know me the most. I'm breaking down, and building up walls, that trap me in this evil hopelessness.
Burned out mentally, damn this discouragement, I just feel worthless seeking validation while my heart keeps breaking.
Yes
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I have listened to you reading this beautiful poem 50 times, Kiera. My eldest son is alienated against me, and It's moved me in ways you can not imagine ❤😢 thank you. I'm following you now 🥰
Oh my dear, that breaks my heart. Perhaps he would understand this poignant message? I send you my kindness regards, elizabeth conboy
She is giving Hermione Granger vibes ❤❤
Yes 😢
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Spoke so many people heart out 💕
It's such a beautiful poem, i love it! It's wonderful to hear!♡
Love it soooo connected
I went through this last November... Slowly leaving this situation. And though I'm doing my best, it will always hurt. Some wounds will never heal.💔
Great reading indeed!!!
I've had this memorised for 3 years now.❤I still love it
It is rare to randomly find splinters of yourself in the words of another. Thank you for saying what I could not. 😢
You can still find your voice.
It's not to late to make the choice.
To practice written daily thoughts,
And dig up feelings mind forgot.
Maybe through inner communication,
You can quell internal frustration.
And find again, in another love,
What if all you needed, was a friendly shove.❤
"But just once i wanted someone afraid of losing me" that hits very deep too me bc nobody is ever afraid like me to lose somebody to love to cherish their dreams to hold oh no matter how hard i try i will never be yours to keep.
That’s a sentence 😅
for once I want someone who is afraid of losing me... that really hit
Beautiful poem.
Beautifully recited.
Standing ovation!
Jojo hairstyle
It hits
i felt that(i remember the girl that i really love,that i would give my heart to her but "in every story theres an happy ending but for me and her theres no happy eneding"all that comes is regret and dispair,she leaves me for no reason,she's gone she just used me)
You're not alone in this case 😢half of world filled with this type of story
@@perky4256 Damn,i guess this is the reality
Very good
Beautiful.....aka...DO NOT WASTE YOUR PRECIOUS TIME ON SOMEONE THAT NEVER LOVED YOU FROM THE BEGINNING.
Poetry is just amazing 🤩
I love it ❤️
Love this! ❤"For just once I wanted someone to be afraid of losing me"- MY FAVOURITE LINE
I'm living this right now. This is me too. What did you do,?
I love how you express it as if it is your own, like reading a book whilst sharing the same emotions. You show us through your eyes how much you adore this reading, and the meaning behind it, the way each word flows out like a promise that this poem you've found is cruel and honest, yet honey soaked.
1. Desire for Other’s Love… 2. Desire for Validation… 3. Desire for Recognition = Nothing but an expression of the EGO (Osho). 🙏🏼😊
I relate to this like anything and the line losing me would scare u i have always said this in my relationship ..... Never found sonething as relatable❤
“But just once I wanted someone to be afraid of losing… me.” Damn. …. Damn….
Beautiful
This is exactly what i felt when i had a crush on my girl bestfriend beautiful poem btw
Cuts straight to the heart of the experience of passionately loving someone who is indifferent to you and your feelings.
beautiful reading and gorgeous voice
Why one will give flush and blood!
If someone asking for flush and blood, it simply means s/he is not trustworthy at all.
Classically cheesy beginner stuff. Keep working to get past simply overwrought feelings of a young person
Poetry truly is for all. My partner left me, and even stopped responding, even though I tried my best to be romantic in a degenerate world. You can’t do the right things for the wrong person. A blow to my heart, but thank God it will heal again! Carpe diem!
you remind me of bridgerton not just your voice but also the way you talk about love. it’s intoxicating and mesmerizing.
When something goes wrong, when I face some difficulty, you please support me, O my friend. There is no one nor was there anyone in my life except you. You please support me, O my friend.
In the depths of introspection, I find myself pondering the purpose of my existence. Does life merely entail enduring suffering and passing it on to others? Can trust be placed in a world that seems devoid of it? Is it my destiny to persist in relentless striving until I can strive no more? Amidst this confusion, I grapple with understanding my role in a seemingly chaotic and bewildering world. The spark that once ignited my being now eludes my sight, leaving me feeling lost and disconnected. Yet, this sense of inner turmoil is not unique; many individuals encounter similar struggles.
A fundamental question emerges: what defines a "good human"? Should they be honest, altruistic, or a combination of virtues? As the most intelligent creatures on this planet, we possess vast potential, yet we often find ourselves grappling with the very nature of this world. We question the pursuit of happiness when faced with the inevitability of sadness. The complexity of our existence and the disarray that envelops our comprehensive world can be overwhelming. Will there ever come a time when I truly comprehend it all? Or are these answers even significant?
Sometimes, the weight of these uncertainties can lead to contemplating resignation or perpetually striving. The temptation to relegate my soul to the darkest recesses of my mind becomes alluring. Perhaps I don't deserve the privileges and opportunities that life has bestowed upon me. Yet, in truth, none of us do. So, am I entitled to this existence? What I possess may be materialistic, but my preoccupations threaten to further entrench me in a materialistic mindset. Should I persevere and continue on this path?
Sleep calls out to me, offering respite, but it feels like a waste of precious time. Will I ever uncover the elusive answers I seek? Or perhaps the quest for answers itself is futile. Maybe it's not about finding definitive answers, but rather about embracing the journey of self-discovery and finding meaning amidst the chaos. The pursuit of understanding and growth, even in the face of uncertainty, can lead to profound insights and personal evolution.
In this narrative of existential questioning, I am reminded that literature often serves as a refuge for expressing profound emotions and grappling with the mysteries of life. It provides solace in knowing that these struggles are shared by many, and in delving into these depths, we uncover the shared essence of our humanity.
Last reaction was so.... Cute🥰
These words only have life when they come from someone you have a liking to. A celebrity saying this would be glorified. A homeless man, not so much. You wouldn't reciprocate. Love is definitely not blind. The poem is relatable, sure, but the yearning is too dramatic. This yearning will not save you from heartbreak or win back a lover in modern times. People today are cut throat when it comes to relationships and stability.
Brucia la terra! I wish we grew up together; to sign a pact and throw the key in Paris deep. So our hearts last two lifetime and our love counts no wrong. I wish after we grew old we celebrated a diamond Jubilee to die at the same time, while following the whirly rounds to the heavens, sharing our love in the seventh heaven and basking in the girth of savory bliss. Exchanging our hearts, mine in yours and yours in mine because love is free but giddy to catch...May Elune be with you my dearest. I wish this poem is meant for me for ill be with you in Ten lifetimes. May Elune seek and protect you, Brucia la terra!
That is well said.
I would say this - be very picky and choosy of who you choose to love.
You want the other person to want you. You don’t want it to be one-sided which will ultimately lead to you being used and exploited.
And no one needs that for a lifetime.
Right now, all I have is the echoes of the past, indexed in my mind.
In the end, all I have is dust that can become glass.
Modern poetry lack of art and beauty but full of immature emotions, I feel sad for poetry and old poets
Picture perfect of wat i feel 🥺
……
Grieving hurts alot less than loving smeone hu cant love u back 😢
I can only imagine Adele singing ….. thanks for sharing ❤
some say love is just a saying,but love seriously obeying and okaying,telling someone i love you everyday,listening patiently and knowing what to say,tell her i need you baby but put it into action,love she'll appreciate it which adds to yr satisfaction,buy her roses chocolate candy ,treat her special like yr daddy did yr mammy ❤
Truth comes in pain. And when you understand it. Well then your heart goes.
I will give you reward for the poetry my freind. (I’m am 70 washing machines from your location)
Awesome!!
Roses are red
My name is dave
This poem makes no sense
Microwave
Not the attitude to keep. Life has much bigger purpose & if one dedicate to chasing love, he/she deserves none. Love will find u when u pursue ure purpose u were born for
Love this
You've magical beauty!
Title of the poem?
Just once
I love this!
Nothing hits harder than making up a boy and doing everything you dreamed of in your head, just to get over the existing one that broke your heart. Even worse, when yall weren't even in a relationship, let alone talking. It breaks me 💔
Poetry is the language of emotion
It sets my life in motion
It speaks for me with no hesitation
Which leads to a wonderful transformation