heartbreak

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

When Love Becomes a Shadow
I loved you in silence, I loved you in song, I loved you in moments where time felt so long. You were my sunrise, my soft morning light,
By Emma about a year ago in Poets
My Mother ❤️ Your Mother ❤️ Our Mother
She walks with grace, no crown she wears, yet queens could kneel— Before her stare, Her hands are worn— from work and care,
By Muhammad Abdullahabout a year ago in Poets
The Walls
That hardening you feel, Those tears you don't see fall. All emotions keel, The dependence on you, Doesn't seem real. Might come to a screeching halt,
By Stacey Moreheadabout a year ago in Poets
Chained to Pain
In silence I bled unseen, In love I lost what had been. You left, yet I remain, Bound to sorrow, chained to pain. Thanks For Reading ❤️❤️❤️
By Emma about a year ago in Poets
Thoughts I never Speak.. Content Warning.
This is a poem for all the words I never say out loud, But because this is a poem, it'll have to be under 500 words. How am I supposed to do that? I have a life time of words I'd love to spit out and just get them out of my head, and off my chest.
By Jen Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets
On Pacifiers, Lessons, and Resilience
I found a baby’s pacifier on the concrete of the cart return at the grocery store. * It looked forlorn, lost, missing the cherubic mouth
By David Muñozabout a year ago in Poets
Lost in Night, Found in Light
I walked alone through endless night, Searching shadows for lost light. Yet in the dark, I found my way, A broken soul, learning to stay.
By Emma about a year ago in Poets
Whispers of a Forgotten Soul
In a world that moves too fast, Where moments fade, they never last, There lives a heart, quiet, unseen, A shadow caught in what has been.
By Mahmood Afridiabout a year ago in Poets
Over Your Dead Body. Content Warning.
Maybe one day I’ll walk back Through that creaking door The hinges will rust And the paint will peel Up ceiling to floor
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
Are We Destined to Part?
In life, we are all destined to leave. Meetings are often coincidences, and separation is a natural progression. After all, joys and sorrows, reunions and partings are common, and no one can truly stop them. So, when that day comes, we must learn to say goodbye properly.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
The View from the Clouds
The View from the Clouds to my mother, who is gone I floated above where the grasses lie soft and slow beneath the sky and I saw the stone that bears your name
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Dead Wilted Rose Tree
The Dead Wilted Rose Tree The rose tree leans in next door’s yard twisted limbs and bark charred no bloom dares show its face this year
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets