For better days and better life, she lost hope in the word...

a sad depiction of lost childhood

So shattered, I pine for an unknown wine that I cannot find. If only life would rhyme...

"And among roads untraveled and options undiscovered, I am an another dreamer, lost."

"I am lost again. Somebody, please find me. The mirror streets, they all look the same."

To this day I still see A ray of hope Impounded Yet not lost

"I am lost in my place, I am lost in my mind. I am lost in finding you, And I am still loving you."

This poem is based on the average student's lives who get lost in the competition.

"I smiled at how surprising life can be, Isn't being lost sometimes the best place to be?"

"When the creation was new and all the stars shone in their first splendor"

Somehow Our love Got lost within Our lust.

They just kept roaming in corridors of dark shade, and then only this boy, this eighth wonder was made!

Just because I let you go, doesn’t mean I didn’t love you!

Day starts even before the sunshine, But with a worry to dine.

Time is not lost but we are lost in time. Life is not lost but we are often lost,

Once people show you their TRUE COLOURS, Never try to REPAINT them,

Occupied by ennui, Ditched every gruelling opportunity,

I was lost until I found you, And then our love grew. Maybe their was a tiny space,

I lay back and hear the stream Then sink into a lost man's dream

This poem is about the lost earring which is a memory for a girl.

Still I'm seeking you, And I'm sure someday you'll find my way.

I lost myself somewhere in my past

This poem is about the fight between the heart and the mid. The mind says, let her go but the heart wants her.

When I'm lost it will take a while for me to get back Get back to all from which I've been so far for so long

Like this wind I would sail, To far away lands and sea beyond it...

Our deepest desires often get buried in time and the journey to unearth it is scary.

I was just a friend to you, I assumed you as a sister. Now I have my partner in my sorrows and joys with me

Oh! thy weary stranger, It seems you've lost your way,

My mother always told me I was a lost cause....

Now I live with this guilt and regret, Of being a failure in all respects, I wonder