heartbreak

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

If You Left Spring for Winter
If I sang a song without words If I heard music without melody If the sun rose on a moonless night If I looked like a book with blank pages…
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Poets
Being Born a Woman Is Not a Miracle
Being born a woman Is not a miracle. It is a supreme title. The first definitive explanation of God to the world It was given by a woman.
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Poets
Let Us Pray Together
''Let Us Pray Together'' A sincere prayer for direction, cleansing, and oneness in Christ 🛐 ''Let us pray together..'' Jesus, you are pure! Oh. How I love thy law!
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Poets
Windmill turning in the wind
Windmill turning in the wind Windmill turning, wind blows fast, Metal groans, the bolts hold fast. Sky’s gone dark, no time to speak,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Dollar & The £
The Dollar & The £ We saved our coins, we watched them climb, But now they slip with passing time. The pound, the dollar—once held high,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Save the Last Dance
Once bright shining silk Haunted ghosts of memory By withered hands stroked ………….. Tattered lace ribbons Shredded by times vagaries
By Andrew C McDonaldabout a year ago in Poets
tell me
are you bored of me am i boring you? -say something (3/21/25)
By Helen Alarconabout a year ago in Poets
Untitled for now
I wish I didn’t have a name Not when I was born at least I am bound to letters with no meaning to me Maybe it's the amount of times I’ve heard my name being yelled
By Helen Alarconabout a year ago in Poets
A Day With Grief.
When grief comes for a visit I leave the door open wide because in my love I was loud and in my grief I will not hide. I'll pour us a cup of tea and we'll gather out on the porch.
By April Kirby.about a year ago in Poets
Where Hope Hides
You know, sometimes it feels like we’re all carrying these little battles inside us — the ones no one sees. You get up, you smile, you do what you have to do… But underneath, there are days your heart feels like it's dragging heavy chains behind it.
By Amanur 🍁about a year ago in Poets
Your Bully Of A Dad
Your Bully Of A Dad You stand with your dad, like he’s some kind of king, but I know what he is, what he used to bring.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
It's the pain.. Content Warning.
It's the pain—I can't think straight. My mind dreams only in quatrains, Rattling, shattering, utterly insane. My hands go numb
By Lolly Vieiraabout a year ago in Poets