heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Perfect Strangers
Perfect strangers That of all we are. Look and stare; you know me and that of me. You know my eyes, how they dance of darkness and light your world.
Cara AruilioPublished 7 years ago in PoetsBridge
nothing makes sense the wind carries the moon in a golden white dance the rocking voices echo your name regret burdens my heart, crucifies it in wonder
Andrea LopezPublished 7 years ago in PoetsBack to the Black
In the silence, I triumph. In the dark, I spark. I can't see anything and this I prefer. No judgemental looks to my view will occur.
Paul CrockerPublished 7 years ago in PoetsRelease Me
Won’t you release me, you won, won’t magnanimity rule your heart as calamity dwells in mine? Won’t you allow me to grieve and mourn, a time when you knew me, remembered me?
David ZiheramberePublished 7 years ago in PoetsGhost
Part of me is that I remember January my tears are cold. February came and I have given my love to you. March I could've stayed and you would've been my charm.
ᏴᏞᎪᏟK ᏞᏆQᏌᎾᎡᏆᏚᎻPublished 7 years ago in PoetsMess of Love
I loved you once, I love you still. My heart beats understanding that what was Yesterday was so today could be Opportunity
Regina Stone-GroverPublished 7 years ago in PoetsDirty Bathwater
Sitting in somber, frozen while life ripples around and caresses the curves of lower extremities Pores absorbing thousands of (what is believed to be non-existent) specs of life's dirt that led you to this porcelain clawfoot in the first place
Mo. ThePoetPublished 7 years ago in PoetsTo My Very First Lover
Not only were you my first love, But you were also my first heartbreak When we were together, you would make my heart ache
Jade MillardPublished 7 years ago in PoetsLittle Angel
This poem is for our daughter, our little one. Your name was Dakota, you were supposed to be born this June. You had amazing long legs and feet, just like me.
Crystal KorpanPublished 7 years ago in PoetsStreet Crossing 101
To the young man So nonchalantly crossing the street Please pay attention I guess nobody informed you That you were born on the unofficial
F.D. BrakePublished 7 years ago in PoetsA Little Poem
So here I am pouring out my heart, now you're reading where to start. I know they all start like this, But to me this ain't a piece of piss.
A Quick ThoughtPublished 7 years ago in PoetsA Poem to Her
Here we go, oh my Oh god where do I even start, You laugh at all those silly words, so immature, like fart. And I hate that I never could express the way I feel,
A Quick ThoughtPublished 7 years ago in Poets