heartbreak

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

Sky's Last Veil
Broke through sky’s last veil No oxygen, I stiffen— Died for their high hopes __________________________________________ Author's Notes
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 years ago in Poets
Black Clouds
Black clouds hit the ground, The rain is angry like my tears, My heart drowns in puddles
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
Foreign “Aid”
a broken man cries and it was my taxes that shattered his blue skies *** Authors note. I wrote this for the sky-ku challenge, thinking about how drastically different the skies and prospects look between people living in various parts of the world.
By Sam Spinelli2 years ago in Poets
The Weight Of Guilt
Gave into the wild siren’s call. Underestimated the jagged ripples tearing at my flesh. Initially, echoed wisdom was drowned by seduction.
By Daphsam2 years ago in Poets
Violent Skies
Sky should be silent, Not riven by shrieks and screams Louder than my own. Written for Vocal's Sky-ku Challenge
By Addison Alder2 years ago in Poets
My Deepest Secret's
In shadows cast by twilight’s sigh, Where whispers dance and echoes lie, A vault of dreams, a sacred space, Where secrets linger, soft embrace.
By zulfi bux2 years ago in Poets
A Mythic Quest for Curiosity and Courage
In a quiet village nestled between ancient forests and mountains, there lived a scrappy, curious cat named Finn. Finn was not the type to sleep the day away on sunny rocks like the other cats. He was a questioner, a seeker, forever nosing around places he didn’t belong, and always with the faintest glimmer of something mischievous in his green eyes.
By Honey Singh2 years ago in Poets
To the ones who told me that I was too much
To the ones who told me that I was too much Radiance in its mirth smiles in the abundance of glee, In its glory, it holds the light that sets your darkness free.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
This one day.
Sunsets look different when you view them through the eyes of limited time.
By Natasha Collazo2 years ago in Poets
How Much I've Learned to Hate You
Hate feels like such an emotionally packed word. But in this moment, it’s the most accurate of my feelings. I hate how you make me feel.
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️2 years ago in Poets
Lonely Ghost
The nights are the worst. so lonely, wanting to hold you, the pillow becomes your skin. Arms wrapped around it, face buried
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY2 years ago in Poets
Till my Last Breath
I scream, I shout I need an escape, A potential way out It's not an ideal fate But this pain is far more than I can take
By Mercedes Chavez2 years ago in Poets