heartbreak

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

The Clutter in My Mind
The Clutter in My Mind Why do we hoard the clutter in our heads? Why do we let it crawl inside our hearts, play with our emotions,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
The Gallows Wait For Me
The Gallows Wait For Me I sit here on my bed, Ready to face the gallows. For something I never did. Cold-blooded murder? No.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Anthology of A Fractured Heart
The end of it all is a silent acceptance, or flipping of a switch to suppress the storm. At some point, the storm that doesn't leave you ends up calling you it's home and finding secret places to hide and devour your heart one beat at a time.
By Jayni Cole8 months ago in Poets
The Mirror Lie
The mirror used to be a judge, cold-robed, unimpressed, waiting for me to confess I didn’t deserve to be seen. ﹁﹂ I’d stand there with wet hair
By Milan Milic8 months ago in Poets
Damaged Goods, That’s What She Is
Damaged Goods, That’s What She Is They say she’s trouble, best left alone, A heart made hard, a voice like stone. But they don’t see what’s underneath,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Loved While Full
I was loved when I was full. ** When my chest was tight with air they called it value, called it importance, called it power.
By Aarsh Malik8 months ago in Poets
A Dangerous Feeling
That feeling Pay close attention It comes soft and subtle Like footsteps that trample softly almost unheard Recognize it?
By Jasmine Aguilar8 months ago in Poets
Spiderweb Shadows
I see you in the tea leaves stuck to the rim of my cup And taste you in the sweetness lingering on my lips. There is a whole world I have swallowed, or rather,
By Silver Daux8 months ago in Poets
Twenty Years
Twenty years since the second time I packed my life into a rucksack and taught my heart how to beat quieter. The first war took my innocence—
By Edward Val8 months ago in Poets
A Thief Stole My Knickers
A Thief Stole My Knickers I pegged them firm, I double-checked. A stripey pair, a floral specked. The wind was soft, the sun was high,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
The Eyes Hide All My Secrets
The Eyes Hide All My Secrets The eyes are the windows to the soul I know you’ll never see in mine. Shutters nailed with silence,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
We Cry Differently, But We Hurt the Same
We cry differently, some in silence, some out loud, some behind closed doors, some in crowded rooms while pretending to smile.
By Artical Media8 months ago in Poets