heartbreak

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

In My Head
In My Head In my head, where shadows play, Whispers linger night and day. Thoughts collide, a storm inside, Caught in currents I cannot ride.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Last Meeting 🤝!
People say, What is bothering you? I say, I am bothered by this! I try to explain to them every time, They think I am something else every time! They think that I am bothered by the fact that Everything in life has gone away from me! But the truth is that Everything in life has gone away from me without even meeting them for the last time! Neither could I talk to anyone, Neither could I thank anyone for the last time, And neither could I answer anyone's questions! Just like this, life went on passing by, We were intoxicated with life, In achieving some other things! We were not even able to meet them for the last time.....
By Suraj poetry plus 2 years ago in Poets
Echos of Our Past
Through misty memories, I hear their call, Voices of ancestors who braved it all. With hands rough and hearts ablaze, They carved our paths through endless haze.
By mureed hussain2 years ago in Poets
The Cowboy Lost His Horse
The Cowboy Lost His Horse A cowboy roamed the endless plains, His heart now heavy, filled with pains. His horse, a friend, was lost to the night,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Sorrow
Sorrow Is sorrow like a dying bird, Or regrets from love lost long ago? Is sorrow tears that fell like rain, Rolling down a window pane?
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
A Field of Gems
I wake and exhale and watch the steam curl from your mouth Like dragon smoke, it clouds the ceiling of our shitty tent The rising sun dips everything in gold
By Sam Spinelli2 years ago in Poets
Fate and destiny
This world, if it comes to you with the words You have a share in it at all times And you have a share in it in every place
By Kisama Riyo 2 years ago in Poets
Lost
When I was little, I had only the words of the lives before me to know what being a woman was, I built my foundation on their fights and their bloodshed and became unbreakable,
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
Nov 6, 2024
we knew america wasn't ready for Hilary, yet for some it was her personality for other it was her gender .... instead hiring a unqualified person for the 4 yr job.
By Kia T Cooper-Erbst2 years ago in Poets
When They Let Them Fly. Content Warning.
A hundred days, a hundred years, Will never wash away the tears Of thousands left, when thousands die Because they let the missiles fly.
By Dana Crandell2 years ago in Poets
Your Unsure Fills
Filled, In the minds of millions. And in their hands, tips of hope. But... The head, such an oval. When blindfolded, Tricks in the dark all over.
By K.A. Smith2 years ago in Poets
Is Unrequited Love a Lonely Landscape?
This is the kind of relationship where you are the one who gives much more than you receive. Of course, it would, this sort of love future is going to be full of many more lessons for you.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets