heartbreak

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

The Echoes We Leave Behind
"The Echoes We Leave Behind" is an emotionally charged and thought-provoking love story that transcends conventional expectations. Set in a quaint town, it follows the journey of Emily, a free-spirited artist, and Ethan, a melancholic poet, as they navigate a passionate and profound romance. However, their idyllic love story takes an unexpected turn when Ethan's memories begin to fade due to a debilitating illness.
By Leshonell Jackson3 years ago in Poets
Why/What
Why did I do that? Why did I choose that? What was my motivation? What was my determination? Why didn't I stop myself sooner?
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
Sunflower
Sunflower This world is so big and full of wonders But I’ve discovered so much, in such little time I've found a treasure
By M.O. Hidalgo3 years ago in Poets
Set ablaze
Shining roaring flame Everything burning away dying embers stay
By M.O. Hidalgo3 years ago in Poets
I'm Angel....
I am Angel, a gentle soul of ebony grace, In these verses, I wish to embrace, With words that caress, not judge or oppress,
By Kuric Adem3 years ago in Poets
"Radiant Hearts....."
In a world where love knows no bounds, Where hearts intertwine and dreams resound, Let's rise above prejudice, break down walls,
By Kuric Adem3 years ago in Poets
Die. Top Story - July 2023.
The rose is red The sky has bled I walk with you Look at the hue I was content You are silent I'm over here You're nowhere near
By Rick Henry Christopher 3 years ago in Poets
Vain bitch stupid boy
you vain bitch Stupid boy You aren't even a hot girl How can you be a boy? Stupid bitch Dumb toy, You slip on thongs And you feel like a fraud
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
‘Dear World....’. Content Warning.
Dear World, I felt like a failure as always. I don't know if my goals, relationships, ideas, values, dreams, paths, and hopes are planning or working out as I thought.
By Meghan LeVaughn 3 years ago in Poets
A Tightrope of Insanity
“People change.” But it’s always the best ones who shed their soft skin, hardening as candle wax does. I was used to seeing the back of her, used to placing my shoes in her footprints as she went from one thing to the next like a bee and her flowers. Which is to say, I should have been prepared when I saw the last of her.
By Poppy 3 years ago in Poets
The Glass Rose
Tall and poised Glittering pose Nothing compares To the glass rose * Fragile, thin The petals are When in your spite
By Shannon Loewen3 years ago in Poets
Bloom
Look at me. I am a ghost of my past selves. I don't know if I like this new version of me. I'll hide it from you. How haunted I feel by them.
By Chloe Unfiltered3 years ago in Poets