heartbreak

They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.

I'll
I'll like You I'll show You I'll trust You I'll blame You I'll hug You I'll leave You I'll see You I'll miss You Your eyes Your voice Your trust Your smile Your truth Your thoughts Your inner child You'll like Me You'll hold Me You'll trust Me You'll block Me You'll blame Me You'll leave Me You'll see Me You'll miss Me My friend My dude My boy My bruh We talk We text We kick it We hang We joke We kid We share We drank We chill We laugh We smoke We bang My wants My time My worries My trust My thoughts My head the feelings that I always feel too much We blame We hurt We unfriend We sus We block We delete We lose what We must I hate You I regret You I think of You I hurt for You You use Me You scam Me You scar Me You lose Me You lose You You found You You forgot You You lost You You lost Me
By Later Jane3 years ago in Poets
Chicken noodle soup
There’s a woman that lives on the ground floor of my building. She decorates the fence beside the garbage cans for Halloween.
By Jamie Ramsay3 years ago in Poets
Violence on roses
There's a light in my soul that won't go out And it burns, and it bleeds, as I try to snuff it out Frosty hair on sheets crusted over with desire
By Christiane Winter3 years ago in Poets
Lilies
I put the flowers in the vase yesterday. They were lilies, not that you'd notice anyway. But I thought it important to add life to the room
By Bugsy Watts3 years ago in Poets
Kintsugi
An unexpected interaction Something I never expected to happen Finding my personal kintsugi Who knew it was in the cards
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
His ‘type’
i will never forget his peaceful words when he told me so calmly, his type was ‘broken girls’ this ‘pick up line’ was original
By Kiesha’s Diary3 years ago in Poets
A Lasting Period of Grief
I called out into the darkness and listened for a response, Will you answer my call? Do you even hear me, As I wander the night time loneliness of this destructive hall?
By Colleen Millsteed 3 years ago in Poets
Death grip
pale blue fire sifts Tired bones, lonely soft soul Can you keep me whole?
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Flicker
I don’t know if you know this But everyone has a flame in their eyes It dances the same as a candle’s Bright and dim and always flickering
By Vicious Avarice3 years ago in Poets
Tortured
oh, just shut up about that tortured artist Bull crap. It’s a very sideways thing to watch yourself get into these situations without repose
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
The Prismatic Ghost Of You
Every day, everywhere, I feel your presence. It lingers. You’re just out of reach. The ghost of you is ever-present. You haunt me so.
By Danielle Elizabeth Andrews3 years ago in Poets
Edith's Moon
on the days I try to forget, I’m always given reasons to remember — there’s no running from the signs // “look at the moon,” she said
By Skylar Whitney3 years ago in Poets