heartbreak

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

I had a cold
i have a cold , my nose feels heavy and my throat is sore the same way it was when the day you left i didn't have a cold still my nose felt heavy and my throat felt sore
By ishitaaa2 years ago in Poets
Recollection
I remember the way your hair fell into your eyes as you hovered above me I remember the scent of your shirt, soaked in sweat as it clung to your body
By Joni Écrit2 years ago in Poets
Romance
To feel a love so deeply, That it shakes your very soul Can make you feel amazing Can make your heart feel whole To find a loving partner
By ChampionElCid2 years ago in Poets
Love
To feel a love so deeply, That it shakes your very soul Can make you feel amazing Can make your heart feel whole That unconditional love
By ChampionElCid2 years ago in Poets
Hugging the Stars
Hugging the Stars She reaches out, but he’s not there, Just whispers hanging in the air. Yet when she gazes at the night,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
An Ode to the Greeting card
The messengers of feelings With heartfelt little greetings Encourage Cupid's dealings However fleeting. Their bodies stamped with glitter,
By Salomé Saffiri2 years ago in Poets
Folk Song for The Swamp
Oh, Oliver Anthony's song of the rich men north of Richmond has some heart. So, Shanon's gonna sing on back to let you know how time feels,
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Poets
again. Content Warning.
still just a bundle of sticks feeding the fungus and becoming compost or burned in pyres fueling the hunt for witches or because it feels good
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
Alright, Enough. Top Story - February 2025.
“That’s the thing about depression: A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight. But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, that it’s impossible to ever see the end.” ― Elizabeth Wurtzel
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Soulless. Content Warning.
Just to be clear: first, you were betrayed. - Then, you betrayed me. - - After feeling that hurt, you decided to give it
By Sara Wynn2 years ago in Poets
The Silence Between Us
Some goodbyes don’t need a name, No final words, no one to blame. The silence lingers, loud and true, A quiet end we always knew.
By Shwet Prabha Baiswar2 years ago in Poets
The Fire Beneath
My anger is not just fire and flame, It’s the echo of wounds that have no name. A language of hurt, sharp and untamed, Yet no one asks from where it came.
By Shwet Prabha Baiswar2 years ago in Poets