heartbreak

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

Who Am I Supposed To Pray To?
You always gave me such a hard time and lord that was just fine. I was always alright. Then one day you delivered me a good wife, best day of my whole life.
By Tornvec™3 years ago in Poets
Black Velvet Berry
We called it Black Velvet Berry. When the first sprout bloomed in spring; The flowers wet from the morning dew. The berries looked just like jewels, and our love was so new.
By Valentine Vampire3 years ago in Poets
The Road I’ve Taken
Two roads diverged in the fog of dusk. I took one whose ending I could not see With no desire to be baptized by fire Just a hunch toward whatever called to me
By Joelle E N3 years ago in Poets
she !!!!?
She perfectly knows who she is, She is a total mess, she is a dreamer, a lover, a sucker for love and always with her head in the clouds Somewhere. You never know what is she capable of and always takes you on one of her adventures. When she loves, She loved endlessly and when she suprises you.... She does it with whole heart. She is actually the kind of girl you always dreamed of.
By Ankita Mehta3 years ago in Poets
On the Rocks
Long days, longer nights Tired of angry, bitter fights How can those who profess to love Devolve to naught but push and shove?
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Poets
So Many Why's. Content Warning.
So Many Why's You asked why my lips embraces so tight, hiding my teeth from a joke's tickle You asked why those traces of smile that could blind a car's headlight gone
By Alice Sambo3 years ago in Poets
Asking for the Poor
Who needs one billion? Why do you need more and more? Asking for the poor. * Thanks for reading! This was a follow-up really to my Two Daft Billionaires poem and the discussion in the comments section that I had with fellow creator Sara Wilson.
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
mocking the birds
singing in, running out of rage, in the space we take up. it takes from us everything. a new hobby every week. she became a whirlwind in her own right mind.
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
Tell me your name. Top Story - July 2023.
Tell me your name So I can try and forget the feeling of your tongue on my neck Yell your name So I can remember The ambers that made us burn brighter together
By Jazzy 3 years ago in Poets
Whispers in the Darkness. Content Warning.
In the depths of darkness, while all hope is lost, The wretchedness of the heart wears me down. Amidst the echoes of despair,
By Alice Sambo3 years ago in Poets
happy ever after
they all hope happy ever after exists and they will find it somewhere but i wish to never hold its porcelain fingers. they all dream
By Sara 3 years ago in Poets
A Poem for the Broken
There will be time for Grieving, There will be time for Healing. There will be time for Laughter, There will be time for Disaster.
By Aiden Klimov3 years ago in Poets