heartbreak

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

Broken
What do you do when life was bright Suddenly everything goes dark The thing that made your world bright Gone Slipped through your fingers
By Benita McGlynn8 years ago in Poets
Dependence
There's something beautiful, About the way you neglect me. You make me important. An asset, so to speak. You love me, But then you stop.
By Chloe Leininger8 years ago in Poets
The One
There was supposed to be one. The one. So I began to look for ones. There was one. But it was too good to be true. There was one.
By B. Anonymous8 years ago in Poets
Love Game Pt. 2
She took him for the ride of his lifetime. It created something inside him. But he never knew if it was a sin or a crime.
By Crissy DXCII8 years ago in Poets
Sad Love
Here I am wondering if i will ever find the courage to love again . His love was sweet but today it feels like a arrow in my heart.
By Ophélie Kacoutie8 years ago in Poets
Faith
Faith I have faith. Faith that hopes. Faith that loves. Faith in something that makes sense. You have no faith. You lost it all.
By Maddie Marcarelli8 years ago in Poets
Neglected Heart
I broke his heart on Father’s Day It wasn’t in my intentions It had to be done Then I knew what my heart lacked Lately I see myself a coward
By Alicia Wright8 years ago in Poets
Eternal Sin
It's your un-liking which makes my day I wake up to it every day to check those texts which pass through the virtual element of my reality
By Arghya Banerjee8 years ago in Poets
So Scared to Let You Close...
Tears run down my face when that locked door is knocked on, Floods of pain rush back and punch my heart like a thunderbolt to my chest,
By KC8 years ago in Poets
The Two Sides of Goodbyes
LEAVING: i remember holding onto my mom, so afraid to leave the safety of her soft pale skin, yet enticed by the unknown that came with letting her petite frame go. and though my heart broke a millions times watching her silently sob in the middle of Sea Tac airport, a part of me danced at the mention of my dreams coming true at Terminal 65 with service to Los Angeles.
By Desarae Lopez8 years ago in Poets
What I Would Say to You Now...
You do not own the scars you left me, You do not own the sunshine that falls on my face, You do not own my mind, my body and my soul,
By KC8 years ago in Poets
Cater to My Unborn Child
Damn no tweak but that pussy gotta nigga weak like his first time Locking lips with a hoe just to get stirred blind 15, 16 fuckin with you was my worst crime
By NISHAD MORTIMER8 years ago in Poets