heartbreak

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

Broken
9 sweet dates before we were engaged 8 long months before we married 7 great qualities you had 6 toxic bad habits 5 times I left you
By Heather Scott2 years ago in Poets
Better Off Without You
I thought without you my life would end. That’s false. This is where life begins. My heart can retire you. I don’t desire you.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Poets
Conquering
My heart softened just enough to allow a momentary dash of surrender to embellish me. It came over me like a fleeting amount of delirium where forgiveness seemed plausible, that is, as possible as rewriting history can be. I felt as if all could be erased, null and void.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Poets
All My Flowers Die
I adored discourse, you loathed verbose. I craved wild, lilac empires, you dreamt of white, picket homes. I cared for dragon fruit, you:
By Gina C.2 years ago in Poets
At Least Not This Life
From out of nowhere, you came to me A love so true, so wild, so free But we knew from early on Our love could never be At least not this life
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Poets
The Little Ears. Top Story - July 2024.
When everything is falling apart, Those gone to war against their love, Forget about little ears, Harsh, cruel, criticism,
By ThatWriterWoman2 years ago in Poets
Shattered
Friends' end cuts deeper than a lover Like a shattered teacup, bleeding on you for days, weeks of grief. Should time mend the cup, I -
By Karina Thyra2 years ago in Poets
The Cup Shatters
When people say 'break up', It often conjures the image of lovers, In a quarrel, both at their wits' end, Realizing they could not be with each other.
By Karina Thyra2 years ago in Poets
Bees
Bees We have stung each other too often to return to a place of mute anything, humming blindly no longer an option so we pick up our
By Alyson Smith 2 years ago in Poets
Was She Worth it?
What can she give you that I can't give? We were supposed to be getting married tomorrow, Did I not give it my all? Was I not worth your commitment?
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
Paris
Wounded. I think about you. Burdened: by pain. Grey clouds swirl in my eyes, they fall open, they pour down. We loved each other then,
By Josh Clements2 years ago in Poets
Revealed Priorities
"How I always believed you were busy, Not just with me, but with the world. Now I see, you were busy, Only for me, not with the world unfurled."
By Whispers of romance2 years ago in Poets