heartbreak

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

Love Hurts
Love Hurts A rose as red as a bleeding heart, Pierces deep, it tears love apart. Its beauty blinds, its thorns dig in, A fragile dance of loss and sin.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
The Roses Heart
The Roses Heart The rose’s heart lies in the roots, Hidden far from lovers pursuits. Deep underground, where no shadows go,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
My Heart Is In A Lock And Chain
My Heart Is In A Lock And Chain I keep my heart locked in chains, Secured from all your past remains. You’ll never get in to break it anew,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Your Candle Burns Inside My Heart
Your Candle Burns Inside My Heart Your candle still burns softly, A light that doesn’t fade, It whispers of the laughter
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
The Art of Letting Go. AI-Generated.
In the quiet hours where shadows dwell, A heart aches softly, too tender to tell. The weight of love, now turned to stone,
By Raymond Bentum2 years ago in Poets
The Edge of What Could Be. AI-Generated.
A horizon shimmers, soft and near, Where dreams take root, defying fear. Each step we take, each choice we face, Leads us closer to that boundless space.
By Raymond Bentum2 years ago in Poets
The Courage of Fragile Things. AI-Generated.
In the tender arc of a trembling leaf, A quiet truth unfolds in brief. Though winds may howl, and storms may sting, There lies the courage of fragile things.
By Raymond Bentum2 years ago in Poets
A Season for Forgotten Dreams. AI-Generated.
Beneath the amber glow of autumn's fire, Lie dreams abandoned, cloaked in time's attire. Whispers of youth, bold and unafraid,
By Raymond Bentum2 years ago in Poets
The addiction to happiness
Addicts of happiness have divorced themselves from reality to a lasting affair with fantasy. To be addicted to happiness is to have a dysfunctional relationship with reality, and being that people are threads woven in the fabric of reality, anyone who has a dysfunctional relationship with reality will surely have a dysfunctional relationship with you.
By VoiceOfAnOutlier2 years ago in Poets
It Isn't Fair
It isn’t fair, right now, that you’re gone and I’m here alone, left to pick up the pieces again. * I know I made my choices, hiding my shame
By David Muñoz2 years ago in Poets
Merry-go-round
Round and round up and down as a child - it was enchanting, never knowing which horse you’d be racing. Then you grow up
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Between the Lines of Goodbye. AI-Generated.
In the pause between words, a universe lay, A silence that echoed what we couldn’t say. Eyes met briefly, then turned aside,
By Raymond Bentum2 years ago in Poets