heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Please, Nanny, Don't Die
Each night, I would cry, please, nanny, don't die You promised you'd stay till I was fifteen As I grew older, I lived with your lie
Sharna HalliwellPublished 4 months ago in PoetsA River of No Return
The moment stilled, just you and I Your watchful gaze in sweet repose Caught unaware beneath a mackerel sky *
Stephanie GingerPublished 4 months ago in Poetsfading hearts
I couldn't believe it was you there with me held close in your arms where I felt I belong as we stood together beneath a budding spring tree
Alison BrookePublished 4 months ago in PoetsEchos Of Indifference
To have empathy is to draw others to you like a butterfly to honey’s nectar. Not all are born with this compassionate gene.
Where the Lost Souls Weep
In the dark of night, where shadows creep, The circle of death whispers cold and deep. Zombies roam where the lost souls weep.
Nathan HarkerPublished 4 months ago in Poets- Top Story - December 2023
The Leaves in September
If June fell like the leaves in September And love lost the journey before the storm Summer would slip into the arms of winter
The Invisible WriterPublished 4 months ago in Poets Closet Calls
I catch his gaze, his eyes locked on mine, His growing smile reveals a secret delight. Unspoken words, a language so divine.
A Lady with a PenPublished 4 months ago in PoetsLove Beyond The Veil: A Remembrance
I have not forgotten fathers or lost daughters. This poem was simply born in its current form in response to an anguished mother after her son's death.
Sirena Carroll - The Blind Single MomPublished 4 months ago in PoetsTo The Man Who Once Loved Me
To the man who once loved me Where did you go? Where can you be? *** I must accept that you left me And it breaks my heart so.
Natassia LawrencePublished 4 months ago in PoetsThe Stars Without
I've watched as time ran out Whilst I sat in deep and silent darkness That we wouldn't see the stars without
Real Men Do Cry
Real men do cry. Saying “real men don’t cry” has always been one of the biggest lies. Real men do cry. This notion isn’t always appealing so men always resort to hiding our feelings.
Joe PattersonPublished 4 months ago in Poetsinept romantics
Your silence has spent a hole in my heart. And, now there's this pit in my stomach and it won't go away; I think it's growing by the day,