heartbreak

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

They Say Death...
They say that death is part of life When one becomes too weak and frail Or like a once vibrant flame Grows dim and suddenly fails
By Samantha Don8 years ago in Poets
Can’t Hide the Way I Feel
Sitting here wondering where did I go wrong thought the man that I was with I thought our love was strong and then I met a man the other day swept me off my feet and stole my heart away every time that I’m with you I think of him white shirt blue jeans and some fresh brown Timbs and when you’re working late at night I call him on the phone and when you'r job tells you to fly I invite him to our home.
By Monique G.8 years ago in Poets
I Thought It Was You...
The door slams shut Footsteps on the stairs I hear them getting closer Almost at our door I hear a key rattling Fumbling in the lock
By Samantha Don8 years ago in Poets
Will You Still Love Me?
Will you still love me when I'm old and grey When all that I am has faded away And how I feel I can't tell All that's left is an empty shell
By Samantha Don8 years ago in Poets
Love on Repeat
My love life has been like a scab It hurts, it bleeds and it’s ugly But I pick at it when I’m bored, so It’s still here Do you ever wonder to yourself,
By D.C. Bugg8 years ago in Poets
Ten Things
ONE. I really hate the way you talk, you tell me you love me but all I hear are the sounds of my past sobs TEN. I miss the way you stroked my blood stained cheeks and kissed my damaged forehead, you always knew just what to do, like you saw right through my skull to my brain and thoughts. Transparency
By Nck.Disgruntled 8 years ago in Poets
Stagnant
over and over again, my soul cannot seem to recall what it was like when you were my world. you are everything and nothing; these drastic extremes were once home to my every thought and emotion. you put a new definition on what most consider an addiction. they say the first step to recovery is admitting that you have a problem, but what if i was aware of this fact from the beginning? what if it was, in fact, the knowledge of horrendous possibilities and shortcomings that drew me in and enticed me since day one? it seems that my best bet these days is to try to create a brand new world that revolves around you and the unavoidable chemical reaction that is our every single interaction. i am attracted to your poison that has a favorite costume of a medicine. the way you rock that disguise makes me your forever freak; fatally falling with nothing but those old ghosts to catch me… and they are not nearly as reliable as they once were. and still, still, i wait for you to allow me the time of night, because giving me the time of day gives way to exotic light that we avoid in that midnight embrace. i don’t dare tell you these things anymore though, as that intimacy died along with my vulnerability that i sold to the highest bidder. my ball rolls in your court…
By Ki McCann8 years ago in Poets
To Risk It All
You were willing to compromise my happiness for your stability Your silence meant the end of us the end of humanity Or maybe just the end of me
By Fox Fire8 years ago in Poets
Saga of Forgiven Darkness
You arrived toward the end of the fourth year, And immediately gave off something that was off. Your words and actions hit me internally,
By Alex Maurice8 years ago in Poets
Lost in My Head
With the twisted hands of time, I sit lost in the far back in my own mind~ Faint echoes of answers are heard with horrible ears~ but what are they sayin?, do I go see for myself? keep lookin, spinning circles confused unsure of my direction, What was & is, or never was~ What will be & Should I budge ? Bridges burn all around me, I watch in constant fear Missing when I had you near~ How I yearn for then & the hurt comes again, every time I realize I lost my Best Friend
By Julie Wools8 years ago in Poets
Lost Love
I remember when his deep blue eyes used to meet mine And I would get lost in them. Now our eyes never meet and if they do,
By Jocelyn Gold8 years ago in Poets
Everyday
It's a new day, It can be a brand new start, Christmas is coming, Do you feel it? Inside your heart? Mine is warmth that wants to come out,
By Crystal Korpan8 years ago in Poets