heartbreak

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

Whispers in the Dark
In the dead of night, when all is still And not a sound is heard, not even shrill, Whispers in the dark begin to crawl Mysterious voices that make my skin crawl.
By Riparian4 years ago in Poets
A Eulogy for My Imaginary Friend
Oh, my dear friend, though you were never real, You were always by my side, a loyal seal. You brought me joy and comfort when I was alone,
By Riparian4 years ago in Poets
Timeless Love
Time slips by, as days turn into nights, Oh noble ones, heed my humble words with delight. Like the blaze of a fire, with a love that's true,
By Mohammed Niyasudeen4 years ago in Poets
Years of Service
I miss how you gazed upon my fine faithful face But, does Heaven care? Thanks for stopping by. Haikus are brilliant for allowing you to wonder, to challenge you to fill in the blanks and interpret them the way you see them. Feel free to enjoy another arrangement of thought-provoking syllables below.
By Lamar Wiggins4 years ago in Poets
Whispers of the Forest
Deep in the heart of the forest, Where the trees stand tall and still, There lies a world of wonder, Where nature reveals its thrill.
By thamee 164 years ago in Poets
Celestial Symphony
In the stillness of the night, The stars shine bright with delight, A symphony of the sky, With the moon as the conductor high.
By thamee 164 years ago in Poets
Pain is a Time Traveler
Inside each gasp you pulled from her, toes curled, echoed my sobs when I knew.
By R.C. Taylor4 years ago in Poets
Her Arms Were Weary
Why are Black women always expected to carry men who would drown them?
By R.C. Taylor4 years ago in Poets
Or So I'd Like to Believe
Did she know that the chest she touched housed a heart that cried out for only me?
By R.C. Taylor4 years ago in Poets
High Rotation, Summer 1988
Rowdy cicadas, stolen beer and hot kisses are trapped in that song
By Megan Anderson4 years ago in Poets
An Unfinished Puzzle is Like an Unfinished Love Affair
how could I know that in my sleep I was puzzle piece calling you near?
By R.C. Taylor4 years ago in Poets
...And I Was Left Love Blind
being with you was wearing glasses for the first time before they broke...
By R.C. Taylor4 years ago in Poets