heartbreak

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

My poem with dead poets
Falling in love with the poets I'll never meet Crying over poems - a person like me who promised never to weep A person with the title of Jocund
By Eiman Asif2 years ago in Poets
Mommy still loves you though
The little boy, his heart yearned When he asked his mother “When are you picking me up?” He had no concept of legal custody
By Sam Spinelli2 years ago in Poets
Tucked Into the Fiction
You discovered the radiating truth tucked into the fiction. Yes, the entry was mine, but never did I commit the described crime.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Mam And Dad
Mam And Dad Mam and Dad Are Gone now. The house feels empty, quiet, still, No warmth to soften the coldest chill. Mam’s laughter echoes in my ears,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Waiting for the Eclipse
You are the moon And I am the sun Though we remain separate Our dance is one Split between the same sky With opposite realities
By Lolly Vieira2 years ago in Poets
Finding What Matters
These scabby cold stones Mimic old brittle bones leave me Feeling alone Cause I'm too hard to love Hiding out in my room
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Ghosts of Us
At night, I sit in the quiet air, Speaking to you, though you're not there. Your ghost feels close, yet out of reach, A shadow of love no words can breach.
By PSYGENIUS2 years ago in Poets
The Pain Of Arthritis
The Pain Of Arthritis Arthritis grips my legs, my knees, Turning motion into pleas. No pain compares, no end in sight, It steals my days and haunts my nights.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Your out of my head
Your out of my head You’re not in my head anymore, I’ve closed the door, sealed the floor. The echoes faded, the shadows fled,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Sudden
I scour all our chats and find so little; I thought there were more pictures. I've decided, belatedly, to make up for my long near-absence on Vocal by writing 365 stories this year (0-100, that's me). I'll need to catch up, which probably means a lot of short poetry for a while.
By TheSpinstress 2 years ago in Poets
Martin Luther King
Man attracting reactionary times and events of intensity notwithstanding the Love and understanding that housed everyone that
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Poets
Paper Boats
My hope floats Down trickling streams On paper boats With paper dreams Information Consisting of Wishful notions And undying love
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets