heartbreak

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

A Lantern to Heaven For Her Child 💔
A Lantern to Heaven To Her Child The night is quiet, the ground is cold, a mother kneels with hands that hold. A single lantern, small and bright,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
The Room With No Light
The Room With No Light In the corner, a chair that remembers all. Its fabric worn thin by prayer and time. Dust gathers softly on the edges of the air,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
My Last Hope
I have nothing left but a flicker — a trembling breath inside the ruins of yesterday. The stars stopped listening a long time ago,
By Saqib Ullah11 months ago in Poets
~ A Human Writes/Rights Journey!~
Oct 8th,2025! ~ A Human Writes/Rights Journey! ~ There’s always more to write About our rights, I mean, what is right, after all?
By Jennifer Cooley11 months ago in Poets
~ New Beginnings~
Oct 8th, 2025 ~ New Beginnings! ~ Beginnings, Beginnings, And thus The New Beginnings Begins! Line upon line Precept upon precept,
By Jennifer Cooley11 months ago in Poets
The Hunt in the Orchard
I came at dusk, when air was still, and found the orchard overgrown. The trees leaned close upon the hill— their fruit had ripened, then had flown.
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales11 months ago in Poets
Severed Connection
You're not boring, I left, and now I regret it, I was young, dumb, stupid, and scared, Saying it now, it all sounds pathetic,
By Dylan 11 months ago in Poets
The Flame That Rose from Silence. AI-Generated.
This ghazal is a meditation on spiritual longing — the ache that transforms absence into illumination. The poet stands between shadow and light, where the memory of the beloved revives the soul’s dormant flame. It’s not merely love’s sorrow, but its power to awaken what time cannot erase.
By Rahatweb Website11 months ago in Poets
The Breath That Outlasted Time. AI-Generated.
This ghazal reflects on love as the only permanence within impermanence. As time erases all traces of existence, the beloved becomes the timeless constant — a divine echo that endures beyond decay. Through fleeting breaths and vanished moments, the poet finds eternity in devotion.
By heasb00211 months ago in Poets
Echoes Beneath the Morning Sky. AI-Generated.
This ghazal captures the quiet ache of distance — the tender, unspoken dialogue between longing and memory. Through dawn’s stillness and whispered dreams, the poet finds solace not in reunion, but in the act of remembering. Love becomes both absence and presence, pain and prayer.
By heasb00111 months ago in Poets
The Room Where Dreams Go Quiet
The Room Where Dreams Go Quiet There’s a room where dreams go quiet. You can hear the hush before they sleep. The floorboards creak like tired thoughts,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
Longest Storms
Longest Storms Longest storms won’t last forever, but while they rage, they sound eternal. Rain claws at the windows, thunder argues with the sky,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets