heartbreak

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

Rupi Kaur Parody Poem (Tell Me)
You tell me I am like the flowers You kiss before you sleep. That I am the waves That the dolphins seek But you my dear yearn For my body like Captain navigating his ship. Yet I learned you Hate to ki...
Eve Novaa month ago
The Fog
I`ve been waiting for so long I`ve been praying on my own to departure far away to forget you one day to erase my feelings for you to be with somebody new to be able to live with myself no to be someo...
Eve Novaa month ago
Deja Vu
Old roads I want to retake even though I know it's a mistake not confirming with what I have or a fear of regret missed opportunity you never know where it might have led broken pieces I should have t...
Ava McCoy2 months ago
The Stars Tell Stories
Daylight floods her room. She sits, silent, glancing about. Spotting treasured possessions. She sipped her now cold tea. Peering over the rim of her cup. She spots her collection of Edna St. Vincent M...
All You Need Is You
Why do you chose, always, the hardest way? The most difficult path? Is it because you find it challenging? In an alarming sense, it just all seems so maddening. You have determined that you don't need...
Mr. KUTZKY 2 months ago
Grave Sitters
They sat at that grave for way too long. There, neither of them belonged. Was it denial? Could they not smell the rotting vile? Was it too hard to declare it deceased? I wanted for both of them their ...
Scarlett Price2 months ago
Take My Heart
I'd gladly give you my heart if it means I'd feel no more pain. My heart is no longer vibrant rich of red color it's as black as coal. For the longest time, I'd give my heart away thinking I'd receive...
Hannah Payne2 months ago
What Is There to Do?
Being polyamorous Doesn't mean things don't hurt We aren't open, we aren't friends with benefits We are together Together as one Two hearts connected Holding hands isn't just a comfort, It's a connect...
Acasia Tucker2 months ago
I Forgot to Breath
Dear one, is it true? Have I never told you? Did I not? I meant to. If you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky one. Because I don’t think I’ve breathed since I pulled away from your lips the last tim...
Curtis Woodcock2 months ago
Shapeshifting Love
I remember the beginning Getting lost in each other's eyes For seconds or hours It did not make a difference We were home Where did that go? What the fuck happened? How was that wrong? How did we let ...
Reginald ♋️ 2 months ago
Tilikum
I've seen some cold nights and bloody days They use me as a project; child's play so I sing this song to this day When I was young I was rarely bitter, Until they labeled me killer, that's why I'm now...
Tonia Sky2 months ago
Never Really Mine
I search for pieces of you in everything I do My memories never let me forget you Why oh why Do I hold on so tight? When you were never really mine I miss you when I drive I miss you when I lay down a...
Mia Lynn2 months ago
Through My Eyes
Through my eyes... ... ... I can see what you cannot. You bottle up what you should release free. You never spoke, you never opened up, you became a joke to me. For years you held your silent stance u...
Mia Lynn2 months ago
Sweet Knight
She was neon orange... She was a sign made up of electric twine... fused and melted together... from all the love she had to give... the love she rarely lived... ... ... but ... ... ... it built insid...
Ingrid Cortes 2 months ago
Illusory Redemption
Potentiality is venomous it feeds uncertainty the unpredictable building a bond between your future and fatality a path to self-sabotage one that you so naively follow mistaking it for salvation as di...
Nima The Thief2 months ago
Summer Dreams
summer dreams running to the sea Her laughs makes me high Make me remember my eyes Make me remember I slept behind clouds to see you lying in front of them Touch me My rational reason To be calm Let t...
Nancy D2 months ago
We Grew Up on This Street
This prose is written in memory of Brittany Locke. She passed away peacefully on Tuesday, October 30th, 2018. Beloved. I grew up on this street. I stand here as the memories still haunt me. We used to...
Jay Williams2 months ago
Sorcerer's Poem
Your presence brings life. Daily, I open my eyes to darkness. Blinded by failures and insecurities, yet when you illuminate, all shades of grey fade away. Heaviness lifted away like a date gone bad, a...