heartbreak

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

The Speechless Suitor
Ode to be, this is a dream. With her, my heart pounds. To taste those sweet moments that surrond her. With reverent calm, I beseech.
By David Niewoehner8 years ago in Poets
Our Eden
Whether it was on a walk our hands bound together Or a nap, as I slept to your steady breathing It was perfect. A dinner of steak, medium-rare
By Elise Spiller8 years ago in Poets
Dissection of Hearts
The last ember of the heart was transient and resilient Pumping out emotion for one last instant Recluse and recoiled to avoid rejection
By Kat Gentry8 years ago in Poets
Why I Love You (A Free Verse Poem)
I loved when it was never returned. I loved when tears ran down my cheeks, leaving a stinging feeling comparable to a fresh sunburn.
By Makaela Bowen8 years ago in Poets
Beauty by the River
(Yet to be finalized)The need I conceived, to search for my soul To fill what I perceived a heavy black hole... But... The light in the night which once burnt bright
By Jay Sbirk8 years ago in Poets
Unconditionally
I've done everything I can, to make you see the real me. The ugly, the bad, the incarnation of beauty that's reflected upon my face.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Poets
My Demons
oh how I loved you and thought I could see through but now I'm torn into all the fucking things I see inside you. oh how I knew how I wanted to be
By b. h.8 years ago in Poets
Notice
Would you notice me if I left? No longer here. No longer part of your life. I notice you Even if I shouldn’t. It’s been years
By Emily Valdez8 years ago in Poets
I Wake Up There, Too
And I think it was me. Maybe it's the fact that that I sleep in socks some nights and my cold feet don't search for yours under the covers anymore.
By Karlee Ana8 years ago in Poets
Into the Mind of a Pessimist
I saw you there. Your eyes made the strings around my heart tighten, daring me to breathe once more. You wouldn't be the one for me, but you sure made me lick my lips, sending my fragile thoughts to a place where sin corrupted the guilty.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Poets
Virgin
suffocation. what is it really? i've been told it's water collapsing the home within your lungs. it's smoke robbing the oxygen living within.
By scarlett w8 years ago in Poets
Hurricane
It came disguised as the warmest day ever to enter my life. The rays of Its light softened my guarded, frozen skin—the same skin that has kept my heart protected and safe.
By Ashley Genereaux8 years ago in Poets