heartbreak

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

Echoes of Suffering
Beneath time's shroud, whispers of woe, Aching stories that refuse to go. Silent screams of yesteryears' pain, Haunting our hearts, like a shadow's chain.
By Hanna Nelson3 years ago in Poets
Character Development
Someday, you'll learn you can't live in multiple realities, denying the truth and making accusations but referencing the things you had denied as fact a few days later
By Kay Husnick3 years ago in Poets
Honey
gooey melodies playing on repeat under the stars beneath a canopy of afterthoughts. lay with me, just for a little while.
By Mae Flowers3 years ago in Poets
From Wife, to Widow, to Single Mother
I had a small glimpse of what life may be. I just didn’t really want to see. This wasn’t the life I prayed would be. You were taken too soon from the boys and me.
By Elesha Bennett3 years ago in Poets
Sometimes I Forget
I wrote this several months ago after the passing of my husband. It sat in my draft for some time on Medium where I originally posted it. I was not sure if I would ever publish it anywhere. It is so hard to face the reality of my heartbeat not coming back this way. Yet I still trust God’s plan for our faamily.
By Elesha Bennett3 years ago in Poets
hold me
a pre-me baby needs the warmth of another to stay alive for just another moment that’s how i feel, on the daily to need that oxytocin rush only able to be filled by another
By Yael Spodek3 years ago in Poets
Ghosts
I’m just a ghost of my past self. Someone who seems to be haunted by the memories of the past. Reminiscing on things that no longer seem to matter.
By Chloe Unfiltered3 years ago in Poets
home
tried to build a home out of your broken parts and cried when it collapsed because you weren’t there to hold me. i guess people
By Sara 3 years ago in Poets
Heaven
When I die and go to Hell It will be everyone who I tell, That I, by only looking in your eyes, Went to Heaven without ever setting foot inside.
By Emery St. Wayne3 years ago in Poets
„ Questioning Life’s Path: Contemplating Sleep,Education, and Health in a Predestined World"
why? why should i sleep, when i don't want tomorrow.. why? why do i have to go to school? if the outcome is already foreseen.
By Jeni Jackson3 years ago in Poets
#20 Poems in 20 Minutes Challenge
My feet start moving The moment the back beat drops Hip hop, don't you stop * When it starts to rain My heart starts swelling with joy
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
The Drum Beats On
Thum-th-thum Listen to the beat of the drum It’s ethereal hum Begging you to come Thunk-ta-ta-tunk The first came From a felled trunk
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets