Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
It's ironic, This feeble heart of mine. It had it's sights set on a path, The path of solitude. How am I meant to tell it? "Get up and walk past this Unreciprocated love." When it has fallen so hard?
0
Oct 7, 2024
Oct 7, 2024 at 5:10 PM UTC
Unreciprocated
It's ironic, This feeble heart of mine. It had it's sights set on a path, The path of solitude. How am I meant to tell it? "Get up and walk past this Unreciprocated love." When it has fallen so hard?
Written by
Oct 7, 2024
Oct 7, 2024 at 5:10 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem