heartbreak

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

Lust
I suppose that's it. It's the end of our relationship. It's the end of what we once shared. Let's accept it and move on.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
Echoes of Time: A Cry for Justice
Oh Time, watch over me, Rise and wake up, can’t you see? America’s cruelty reigns, Crushing Gaza’s hopes and dreams.Oh Time, why do you stand still? Write and mark this bitter will, Homes are shattered, souls are crying, Hearts are broken, dreams are dying.Mercy! Help! A little grace, Oh Time, please heal this place. The buried whisper from below, Must they pay the price we owe?Stand up, and speak against the crime, Darkness shall not outlive time. Evil falls, its power fades, Goodness rises, and light cascades.Call my name, let echoes soar, Justice stays forevermore. Through the dark, the light will gleam, Guiding hope through every dream.
By Ali Sadeek Ahmed2 years ago in Poets
The Risk
Push the button, Pull the lever, Never have we been so clever. Push our luck, Pull the trigger, Getting closer to something bigger.
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Poets
Arthritis you wicked bitch
Arthritis you wicked bitch Pain that makes each movement worse. FeetA twist, a twinge, a heavy sigh, You linger close, and I ask why.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
What About Us?. Top Story - February 2025.
Here is the info about this unofficial challenge. I am longing for the days of the past Where the love shared between two people, regardless of sex
By J. Delaney-Howe2 years ago in Poets
ARTHRITIC JOINTS HURT
ARTHRITIC JOINTS HURT Arthritis pain hurt’s A very silent scream help No help comes, just cope!
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Rose
Water drips off a rose, Who always holds the perfect pose, Every suitor she desires, Ignites passions fire, Forgets within her stays,
By Maili Paul2 years ago in Poets
Poe
I know why Poe, Penned the sad from his soul, And Dickinson’s words bring weeping, At love she lost, Yet where’s the sun in my sonnets penned,
By Maili Paul2 years ago in Poets
Coup
The cat was on the prowl Not a creature was stirring Not even a mouse Because the call was coming from inside the house Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
If You Take My Hand
People say you're not supposed to cry, Because you are a man, They forget men have feelings too, My eyes fill with tears as I look at you,
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
Coins and Joy: A Generational Lesson in Balance
Mom said, "Always save your coins, for storms will come unannounced." I wish she taught me how to spend joy— not fear. Author's Notes:
By mureed hussain2 years ago in Poets
Noisy
The voice was very clear. The voices of conversation, which were always present haunting me. How could a voice that I didn't know the origin of, be the reason for me to follow everything.
By kaileen2 years ago in Poets