heartbreak

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

The Fates of Plates
white paint on ceiling reaches down three plates on table look up to frown dark furniture stands tall to a child, what could be the draw?
By Rowan Finley 3 years ago in Poets
Raw meat mouth
Clowning around cause I have no depth The mask is dark And I secretly wept As the night bled into the sky And you saw my dream in your reflection
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
The Weeping of Blood
My heart weeps with the loss of sudden possibilities, Strangled into submission by a few ill gotten sounds, Haunted by traumatic memories of times gone wrong,
By Colleen Millsteed 3 years ago in Poets
Run Child Run
Run child run Don't dare turn back The unknown may catch up with you Flee child flee Time can be cruel You never know how it might treat you
By Chelsea Challinor3 years ago in Poets
My Final Surrender
In the depths of despair, you hurt me once again, A burden of agony, a confusion that won't wane. Frustration and rage, a never-ending strain,
By A Lady with a Pen3 years ago in Poets
“FROM ORPHAN TO PRESIDENT : A REMARKABLE JOURNEY “
Once upon a time in a small, forgotten corner of the world, there lived a young orphan girl named Emily. Abandoned at the doorstep of an overcrowded orphanage, she had no memories of her parents or any family. But what she lacked in roots, she made up for with a dream as vast as the sky itself – she wanted to become the President of her country.
By Alpha the great 3 years ago in Poets
haiku september three
cool and rainy morn' we were gonna play tennis we'll go to breakfast . . . [9/10/23] . . .
By kory salajka3 years ago in Poets
LOVE IS DIFFERENT FOR ALL OF US
Love is different for all of us. She may be passionate and sensitive. Love is like a game She may also be joyful. We can accomplish a lot of things
By Chukwuemeka Amadi3 years ago in Poets
These Pieces [A Cold, hard Look at Love in the Millenia]
Verse 1. Glistening dew-drops from my yellow & purple orchids Act like a glitter ball sparkling life into a broken and tortured soul
By Andrew Little3 years ago in Poets
Hangover >>> Heartbreak
my state of mind is not great when i am sober i go searching for an explanation to gain some closure driving myself crazy looking for an answer
By Kiesha’s Diary3 years ago in Poets
Safe bubbles
I wrap us, in vain In safe bubbles, floating down My love cloudy pain —- Can we be in love Away in timelines far gone?
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Do I?
Sometimes I sit here with the lights off Sometimes I sit here, and I process it all I said I love you You said I'm all talk
By Frankie Martinelli3 years ago in Poets