heartbreak

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

Sitting In Gratitude
How often do you sit down... Just to experience gratitude? It seems to be a lost art in our world today... With so many people focused on what is next...
By Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, DFM, DHM, DAS (hc)29 days ago in Poets
Love Me Forever Haiku
Love Me Forever Haiku Smile like an angel love me forever my love never walk away
By Marie381Uk 29 days ago in Poets
The Call That Stayed
The phone rang only once. Not the desperate kind. Not the long, pleading vibration that fills a room with panic. Just once. Clean. Precise.
By Salman Writes29 days ago in Poets
Bills & Books & Birthdays. Top Story - December 2025.
The bill arrived out of the blue on my birthday, a day of dread. I paid it, yet I'm still in the red. No birthday cake,
By Moon Desert29 days ago in Poets
Losing Limerence
Steps to Take When the Object of Your Desire Doesn't Share Your Desires Recommended by Neurologists * How do you let go of love when it's unrequited?
By Moon Desert29 days ago in Poets
Surviving The "Feels"
we were whispers, unspoken just collateral damage caught up in the moment emotionally disadvantaged set up for the fall out
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden29 days ago in Poets
Folding Maps of You
In the archive of skin where touch once lived, I find the creases where your fingers slid. Maps of you, worn like a traveler’s prayer, Folded tight where love was meant to linger.
By Jhon smith29 days ago in Poets
Dead Before the Coffee Break
Dead Before the Coffee Break He clocked in early, nodded once, his coat still damp with last night’s rain. No one noticed the weight he carried,
By Marie381Uk 29 days ago in Poets
Must We Lose Ourselves to Find Love?
People who crave happiness solely aren't really suited for relationships. It’s true. You might think love is sweet, ritualistic, and filled with companionship, but love isn't a reward; it’s a relationship, and no relationship is solely about happiness.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing29 days ago in Poets
I Still Carry the Echo
If only memory were softer, If only time agreed to bend, I still carry the echo of the beginning, Before endings had a name,
By Engr Bilal30 days ago in Poets
The Pain. Content Warning.
No one prepares you for the pain. The inability to breathe at the most innocent comment. The desire to stop feeling because the hurt
By Naomi McDonald 30 days ago in Poets
Unsent Apologies
I type your name and don’t hit send. The cursor blinks like a tiny siren, then a patient metronome, Then—honestly—just a dare.
By Milan Milic30 days ago in Poets