heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Eternal Goodbye: A Love That Never Fades
Lena and Kieran were soulmates, bound by a love so deep it felt like the universe had crafted them from the same star. From the moment their eyes met, they knew—no one else would ever understand them the way they understood each other. Their love was a wildfire, consuming and beautiful, but fate had other plans. Kieran was sick, his body failing him day by day. The doctors said there was no cure, only time—precious, slipping sand. Lena held his trembling hands, her tears falling onto their intertwined fingers. "I can't live without you," she whispered. Kieran’s voice was weak but firm. "Then don’t." They had made a promise long ago—if one were to leave, the other would follow. Not out of despair, but because their souls refused to be parted. The world without the other was a hollow, colorless place, a half-life neither could bear. On the last night, they lay together under the stars, the same way they had when they first confessed their love. Kieran’s breathing was shallow, his grip on Lena’s hand weakening. She pressed her forehead to his, her heart breaking and mending all at once. "I’m scared," he admitted. Lena kissed him softly. "I’ll be right behind you." As the first light of dawn crept over the horizon, Kieran’s chest stilled. Lena didn’t weep; she smiled. She took the small vial from her pocket, the one she had prepared weeks ago. The poison was bitter, but the thought of eternity without him was worse. She lay beside him, her fingers laced with his, and closed her eyes. The pain was brief, but the peace that followed was endless. When they were found, their bodies were curled together, faces serene. Two hearts that had loved too deeply to beat apart. In death, as in life, they were unbroken. And somewhere beyond the stars, their souls danced, finally free
By Kaushal Kumar about a year ago in Poets
She Cheated, But
Boys don’t cry, they said. But that night, his pillow was soaked. Not because he was weak — but because he loved her with a kind of honesty that’s rare. The kind of love that doesn’t come with conditions. That doesn’t count mistakes. That forgives. Again and again. Even when it hurts.
By Simanto Mojumderabout a year ago in Poets
🧠💘 Love or Logic? This Poem Reveals the Painful Truth
✍️ Poet's Note This poem dives deep into the unseen war between the heart and mind—two eternal forces shaping our emotions, decisions, and destiny. Inspired by real emotions and timeless struggles, it speaks to anyone who has ever stood at the crossroads of logic and love.
By PRABAL TR PROabout a year ago in Poets
Impossible Love. Top Story - April 2025.
We knew the end from the beginning, It was no happy ever after, It was written in pain; it was hurt and tears, Yet we walked into it, regardless, Maybe that’s what made it more thrilling, It was delicate and worth it. Somewhere deep down, we hoped, We hoped that if we poured enough love, It would be enough to break the restraints, Make the obstacles disappear and change our fate. We should create great memories, at least, Hold unto hope the universe would fall in love with us, Why should we let go of our love, so beautiful, An imperfect match, yet we fit so perfectly, A match made in heaven, Why should we pass up this opportunity? A love, true love, in its purest form, Just because it won’t last a lifetime Forever should take care of itself, I’ll accept this gift called present, Wholeheartedly with no regrets, Because you’re in it. Though I wonder, What it would have been like, If I had met you before, Before the obstacles, now between us, Before the one threat to our forever, Would we be a match? Would we have this connection? Na, I doubt so, Probably not. It’s the fire and ice, we experienced, That molded us into what we are, It’s our past that produced this beautiful version, Yet still, this same past stands in our way. What now? I would rewrite our love if I could, Make it last till eternity, But it’s a journey for two, I would pray to Mother Nature, Hope she does so for two, Because I want it and you want it too, But you won’t fight for it. Why, why won’t you fight for it, Oh my haven, my king, my love, What restrictions, restrain you? Too many hearts involved, Too many to be broken, If peradventure, you venture, It’s a path filled with thorns, too many cries. You hope you can find this again, What we have, with someone else, But it is known, that it is impossible, It is a once in a lifetime occurrence, So you settle for a life of simplicity, You protect their hearts and hurt yours. I would tear down the world to be with you, But I couldn’t, wouldn’t force myself on you, It’s a choice you have to make, Fortunately!, or not, You already decided. In my next life, I’ll wait for you, Because now I know better, I’ll go through life but I’ll, I’ll prevent all the obstacles, I’ll take only the lessons. I promise you baby, You’ll still get this same version of me, Only, without the obstacles, But is there really a second life? I wish, I could convince you to elope, Run away with me my love, Let’s build a new world, our world, Where is that stubborn heart? Defiant man, that goes for what he wants? He’s passed that stage now, He no longer thinks of himself alone. We decided to hold hands instead, And walk down this lonely path, At these trying times in our lives, Because I needed someone, And you needed someone too. If we end up holding hands forever, That would be amazing, But if we let go of each other’s hands, That would be painfully amazing, Because regardless, we wouldn’t forget, We couldn’t forget the memories. How it was just us against the world, How we held each other, warmed each other, When it was cold and scary. How we lit each other’s fire, And came out, strong and victorious. We would forever be in each other’s hearts, A love so beautiful, a strong alliance, A love impossible, fleeting love. It ended, almost as soon as it began. First it was our spring, our love blossomed, Then came summer, the heat, the obstacles and restrictions, Yet we stood unfazed, our love constant, consistent, Then came autumn, our love stopped blooming, And now its winter, it’s time to let go, This is where our love ends. Not because it’s what I want, Neither is it your wish, But you chose a simple life, And your happiness matters to me, I’ll let you go, even though it breaks me, I’ll preserve and cherish, Our memories forever.
By Peace Oputaabout a year ago in Poets
