heartbreak

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

3-2-1 Breakdown
Do I blow this up now? or do I sit through the discomfort pause to wait and see give it time like I always do until I hit the point of no return
By Sarah Lennabout a year ago in Poets
Petals That Remember the Storm. AI-Generated.
They say flowers forget once the sun returns but mine never did. Each petal still holds the weight of that night, when the sky tore open
By Muzamil khanabout a year ago in Poets
Dr Death
Dr Death Accident and emergency where they promise to save life this doctor ended it hands that should have held only pressed down harder
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Curse of the Sister
The Curse of the Sister She drags the silence like a chain each link forged from broken promises a quiet scream no one hears
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Feeling of Tranquility
Through my balcony, I see every time the view that gives me a feeling of tranquility I just want to keep watching it. But I am surrounded by people who call themselves self-righteous,
By Whispers of romanceabout a year ago in Poets
What Does It Mean to Love as an Adult?
You're no longer as willful as a child, and you no longer pay the price for past obsessions. You no longer get angry with fate, understanding that most people leave because better connections await you.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
Never Kid a Kidder
Never Kid a Kidder You can smile and play your game you can talk like you know the score but I have walked that road before
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Shape of a Mother 🌹
A beloved Mother bravely sits up in her bed, propped up by pillows of wished feathery comfort...silently, she bears her pain...uncomplaining. She stares into the unknown void, imagining the last embers of her life flame soon to be extinguished. Around her haven, watching vigilantly, are her children. 🌹
By Novel Allenabout a year ago in Poets
"i didn't want to hurt you"
he left me roses he bought me jewelry he spoke of vacations, dates, all that tomfoolery. as if that made up for cheating on me
By Stephanie Hiltonabout a year ago in Poets
damage cycle
Not every habit is meant to be heard— and some should never be passed down. Cruel words, spoken so often they became second nature,
By Kamran Khanabout a year ago in Poets
Mam Made Jam Butties
Mam Made Jam Butties Mam made jam butties for our pic nic we had no meat no cakes to share she wrapped them in paper soft and thin
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Winter Break Heartache. Content Warning.
It took a fraction of a movie for you to shatter me Cross my lines and blur my eyes, You tried to take what wasn't yours.
By Ria about a year ago in Poets