heartbreak

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

I Long To Be Chained
I could taste the regret on your liquor-stained lips Pricked by the thorns of the forest you rushed through To pick me up, peel me off the muddy ground, and resurrect me.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
No lie will ever die
No lie will ever die Until another lie comes by it's side neither do sun hide rays nor is the sky proudly wide It is the words that progress
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
Aching Heart
In the calm of the evening, At the point when shadows become long and profound, My throbbing heart starts to mix, Conscious from its fretful rest. The stars above appear to be far off at this point, Their light too far to even consider coming to, Furthermore, every beat that fills my chest Feels like an empty discourse. I once had confidence in affection's sweet melody, In murmurs delicate and valid, However, presently the notes are unnatural, Also, the tune cockeyed.
By zulfi bux2 years ago in Poets
Smog
Felt before it's seen... 'You should get some fresh air, man...!' Not if I see...that... Laugh or cry... * Thank you for reading!
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
Illusions Of The Past Soulmate
What was, remains still Quest for one, evanescence Hope lost in the mist
By C. H. Richard2 years ago in Poets
What do you see?
In the sky above Privileged see just the clouds We see our loved ones.
By Martyna Dearing2 years ago in Poets
"BOUNDARIES & FAKE FRIENDS". Content Warning.
I wrote this, created this, edited this after being ditched by a former friend of many years. She joined the MAGA movement. I ditched her with this creation. I am a liberal progressive since I crawled out of my mama's uterus. Please subscribe on VOCAL & YOU TUBE. THANK YOU FOR READING.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
Tempted By The Apple Of Fate
We stare into each other's eyes, We know we have a connection, Stronger than can ever be, Our hearts intoxicated, With love,
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
I Looked Good On Paper
It didn't matter how much I worked for her, she would never love me. It didn't matter how many love notes I wrote her, she would never love me.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
and, so on.... Content Warning.
and there i am, each night lighting fires in the window still waiting, wildly a part of a parting party begins forever young
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
Tears of a clown or donations of a Nun
I walked out of the movie theater only a few days before I had to evacuate for the fear of Milton's threat. Stay and brave another one?
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Poets
Whispers of Forgotten Dreams
In the quiet of the night, I hear, Echoes of a time once near, When laughter danced on winds so free, And every moment felt like eternity.
By Ƒนʀƙเ ฬʀเτєร2 years ago in Poets