heartbreak

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

My Mam liked you
My Mam liked you. The first time my mam saw you, I think she had a crush on you. She warned me not to let you go. She said we were the perfect match.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Should Have Known Better
Should Have Known Better I should have known better than to trust the light, It flickered too soft, too perfect, too bright.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Liking You
I asked if we could talk so I had something to write about Two days later you are still on my mind Still have me wishing you are truly mine
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
Coffee
Cold, black elixir trickling down my throat Some days it is warm as its cream fills my gut Its energy powers my life Without it
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Porcelain
“I'm afraid of friendships,” I say, They either leave you or torture you unknowingly. I'm an in-joke to my friends, They think I don't hear the awful things
By Sahasra Reddy2 years ago in Poets
The Power of Poetry
Poetry is power.., The thoughts of the world And the voice The answer The sweet pen The mind The day is a blessing for everyone
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
Wind
Wind Today my husband is studying swords And rediscovering a joy in kennings As his eye that has no sight Has finally stopped hurting
By Alyson Smith 2 years ago in Poets
Endless Comfort
I slowly fill my heart I secretly wipe away the sadness I do it again and again I know that there is no end ...... I close my eyes with my eyes
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
Does Obsession Blind Us?
Things we look for too deliberately often come to nothing, but life is full of surprises, both big and small. It's like a lost key that, after a new one is made, suddenly appears behind the sofa, though we haven't been searching for it for a long time.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
What’s the Use?
A Heart Lost in the Game You were the one who sent me away, So what's the use of remembering me now? When hatred has already taken root, What’s the use of such love now? I have erased you from my heart, Then what’s the use of meeting again? I once loved you with all my heart, Only to break myself upon knowing the truth. You have become so ruthless, Your heart has no place for emotions now. You are a master player, Toying with hearts as if they were mere pawns. But I had only one heart, And even that you shattered with your game. Do not call me back again, I have gathered my broken pieces with great effort. I have started to understand this world a little better. Life is not always colorful, wherever is you look there is darkness. Go, you will find many players, Who will match your game. Let me live my life in peace, And never return to my memories, not even by mistake.
By Jai Singh2 years ago in Poets
The Haunting Of Car 17 - The Gathering
Electrically charged, they sound that bell Increasing speed, now on a mission With orders to fill, directly from hell The steaming train wheels glow red, hissing
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Lawn Mower
I put a single blade of grass out of place and knocked the earth off of it's orbit. as if making a divot swinging for the fairway
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets