heartbreak

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

Food For Thought
Soft and subtle with a hint of spice, bringing elation so delicate and nice. Layer upon layer it towers before you, waiting in line to wet yours natures dew.
By Toby Heward4 years ago in Poets
Answers in prayer
I’ll answer you plainly, because I care for you more than art (I’m a simple man after all, though I truly could never separate poetry from my mouth, that would be my soul that departs)
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
rare feelings
when all solutions in the world have failed I still have you at my fingertips I’m scared to touch you as you might not like it
By Sun Bee4 years ago in Poets
my mind won't rest💔
I try to sleep, but my mind won't rest I try to dream, but you're always there, a constant test I try to love again, but it just feels wrong
By VIDHYASAGAR4 years ago in Poets
I thought love was real💞
I walk down the street, but everything's changed The places we laughed, now feel so strange I hear your voice, in every song I play
By VIDHYASAGAR4 years ago in Poets
Crying is Cool
For years I had this pre concieved notion of what healing and a healed version of myself would look like. She would levitate at will of course. That was a given. How else would people know I'm better in every way? Also I would speak in way that stops the world. My every word and sentiment would be breaking news. It was very shocking to me that even after committing to yoga for a whole week, and drinking more than enough water, I still was not peaking. I added prayer. Babes!! I prayed so much in every way. Prayer circles, journals, therapy, drugs, meditation, you name it. I probably couldve done more but the only thing that grew was frustration. Im not that peak image of healing. what was it? I was ashamed. I was ashamed that because i wasnt out performing, out glowing, that it wasnt happening. Mind you it was. I was having glorious experiences. Unforgetable moments, but that shame itched at me. I often felt like crying. And i hated her. I hated that part of me that i couldnt control. I was scared. scared that someone would make me fucking cry. and they did. but i carried that fear. I hated my tears. I hated their flow. I hated how free my tears where. I was jealous if you can believe that. That the only time i feel good is when Im crying. Forreal letting looooooose with the water! But i was ashamed. At the same stupid time.
By NoturMami 4 years ago in Poets
A Love So True
He is tall and strong, muscles rippling. Arms extended in the air, busting logs with an axe. His handsome, rugged face is framed by long flowing hair,
By Kimberly Seago4 years ago in Poets
Karmic Soulmate
Sometimes I wake up with the strong desire to write something, which is why I called my first book “Dream Stanzas.” I dreamed this, and I have the strong urge to share it because it is obviously meant for someone. I have a feeling I know who it is meant for, and she is not on my facebook page, but she does check out my vocal page frequently. So no one here needs to look in the mirror and wonder, unless it resonates with you. Posted with love.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior4 years ago in Poets
Echoes of Love
In the still of the night, I lay here alone, Thinking of you, And all that was known. Memories of us, Once so bright and warm,
By fitsum shimels4 years ago in Poets
My Hope: A Journey Through Life
Once upon a time, in a small village, there lived a young boy named Tom. Tom was a curious and adventurous child who always had a dream of exploring the world. He was filled with hope and a burning desire to experience the many wonders of life.
By Muhammad Umar (Muhammad Umar)4 years ago in Poets
Chasing shadows of happiness
Happiness is a feeling that defeats me An illusion that only I can't see There's a feeling stirring inside of me A dark cloud I've repressed for as long as can be
By Simon George4 years ago in Poets
Broken Dreams
Another name added to the list, Another soul lost in the mist. A life taken by a trigger's kiss, A family shattered, a heart full of abyss.
By fitsum shimels4 years ago in Poets