heartbreak

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

In every breath, you're here
In the quiet of the evening, I see you there, in the shadows. So, can you tell the difference, between Heaven and Hell, blue skies and pain,
By Lungisani Ngcobo2 years ago in Poets
Elegy of the Northern Lights
Like the aurora borealis, a ghostly gleam, Their love once shone, a fleeting dream. In twilight's embrace, they found delight,
By Aurora Penumbra2 years ago in Poets
Art
Kings come and go But art speaks to the human soul Art is immortality This poem was inspired by a friend asking the question, “I'm good at art but does that even mean anything at the end of the day?”
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Sight Unseen
Once in the little, quiet town of Willowbrook, settled between moving slopes and murmuring backwoods, she carried on with a young lady named Eliza. Eliza was known for her comforting grin and good nature; she was consistently prepared to help anybody out of luck. Despite her euphoria about helping other people, she conveyed calm trouble, a yearning for an affection she had never known yet frequently longed for.
By Rony Sutradar2 years ago in Poets
Beautifully Tedious
you draw the lines that I fit myself into I remember a time you fit into them, too now these lines criss and cross like a puzzle missing pieces
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Those Eyes That Don't Smile
I see you Smiling away Trying to make everyone around the table happy Constantly cracking jokes Being sarcastic Trying very hard to be witty
By Manisha Dhalani2 years ago in Poets
Simple Arithmetic — Complicated. Content Warning.
Fertilization, in vitro Was our last chance To reproduce sans libido Or passion, or romance . Technology overshot When we sono-confirmed
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Can You Love Me Now?
Some people can't wait for the table to turn around I couldn't ever bring myself to cast you out Clear the wreckage away This ship isn't going down
By Frankie Martinelli2 years ago in Poets
Don't
Hey, darlin’ — times are good, I’m feelin’ tir’d, But that’s not new. Been tired since I lost you. I hope you’re waitin, waitin on me,
By ThatOne_Girl2 years ago in Poets
Jurassic Punk
Note: I have been experimenting with the poems I have created for this challenge, and I have a conundrum: one limerick and two haikus (what should I submit?). There is very little chance that I will win this one, so I am going to share all three with you here.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
Hope is a Deadly Game
In shadows, danced fears, silent and stark, where courage met whispers of the dark. Within the storm, a silent battle waged
By Denise Larkin2 years ago in Poets
Images Behind My Eyes.. Content Warning.
I can't look at your pictures for too long without my eyes burning. They'll sting for the images that go through my mind of what could be.
By Rabbit2 years ago in Poets