heartbreak

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

Dating as a Trans Woman in a Cis World
Dating is hard for everyone—but when you're a trans woman navigating relationships in a world built around cisgender norms, it becomes something else entirely. It’s not just about swiping right, small talk, or deciding what to wear. It’s about safety. About disclosure. About wondering whether someone’s attraction to you will suddenly vanish once you speak your truth.
By Muhammad Sabeelabout a year ago in Poets
Her Element
I remember her eyes; they glinted as angel wings. She glanced up from reading a book. The book was The Swiss Family Robinson by Johann David Wyss.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
Little Orphan Daisy
Little Orphan Daisy They called her Daisy but no one said it gently She waited by doors that didn’t open She asked the sky
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Love Burns
Your love burns But not the good kind It feel like a chemical burn Our hearts are supposed to burn when in love But it shouldn’t hurt
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Sanity poem
shadows swallow shallow shoulder shine swords sustain sacrifices self sold solid soul solo sortout still short, soft. Steady strike
By Karun about a year ago in Poets
Leave For Happiness
Happiness on the other side Not loneliness Don't fear change Let it go It doesn't serve you any more No good thing come from it
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
A Sermon for the Absent
After losing my pet rabbit as a child, I really missed him! A creature so small and quiet, yet his presence filled my life in a way I never fully realised until he was gone...
By Diane Fosterabout a year ago in Poets
Rabbit, My Rabbit
You were so small, But your love was so big. Quiet, soft, the best rabbit You could ever be. 🐇 When you left, it was too soon.
By Susan Fourtané about a year ago in Poets
Even the Rain
I thought I was immune to the sound of your heart breaking like raindrops falling a million tears at once I had rehearsed it until
By Jennifer Ticknerabout a year ago in Poets
The Day I Didn't Go Back
It wasn’t fireworks. It wasn’t holy oil. No angels whispered. No thunder split the sky. Just silence. And a thought I used to obey.
By The Soft Witnessabout a year ago in Poets
She Wears My Ring
She Wears My Ring he took my ring gave it to her, no shame, no pause like I was never there. Not even a lie, not even a sorry.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Beautiful, Fragile, Crazy Thoughts
broken stones and epitaphs fragile bones forget me nots bare hands clutching at moist soil soul possessing no control
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets