heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
At least I can love
At least I love. I met someone who had brown eyes. He was soft, warm, he seemed like the honest kind. I’m glad I was able to love someone that much. Like look at me, I was loving him proudly even when his affection drifted silently. So this isn’t a heartbreak, this is a lesson. I have a loving heart now, that’s the blessing. A billion people on this earth, and my love was poured onto you. I hope you pass it down to the person you choose. I hope I made a mark on your life that would last forever. See, that would’ve been the only way we’ve lasted together. Even if not in person or with physical touch. It would be spectacular to know you can love someone that much. This isn’t a heartbreak, just another passionate lesson that was learned. Because to love someone as much as I did means that love was earned. The truth hurts, I understand, but heartache turned to heartbreak. While I’ll use that fuel that you ignited within me. I’ll thank god on how beautiful it is to love someone passionately. It was real, and the laughs were loud. At least from my end, I could say that I’m proud. Loving someone means you chose too. Love isn’t a credit that is given when it’s due. That’s why I am not heartbroken or shattered. I am fully honored and truly flattered.
By Yalisa Matos9 months ago in Poets
Rise, Even When You Are Broken
When nights grow heavy upon your chest,And hope feels like an uninvited guest,Remember this—your shaking soulWas never born to lose control.You walked through storms no one could see,Fought silent wars courageously,Each scar you hide beneath your skinIs proof you chose to rise again.The world may doubt your trembling voice,Mistake your silence for no choice,But oceans roar before they rise,And stars are born in darkest skies.Do not beg fate to ease your pain,For pressure turns dust into flame,What bends you now will shape your crown,What breaks you builds the strongest ground.Stand tall, even when knees still shake,Dream loud, even after heartbreak,For legends bleed before they shine,And greatness blooms in brutal time.So walk ahead—unseen, unheard,Trust the fire inside your words,One day they’ll ask how you survived,Smile and say: I never died.
By Daily Motivation9 months ago in Poets
