heartbreak

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

The Man Who Lived Inside His Words
In the oldest part of the city, where broken streetlights flickered like tired stars and silence felt heavier than noise, there lived a young poet named Ayaan. His world was small—one narrow room with peeling paint, a wooden table, and a window that looked down at a restless street. But inside that small room existed entire universes, created by ink, pain, and unspoken emotions.
By Anas Khanabout a month ago in Poets
Hope Never Dies
Hope will not fade, until the last flame flickers and dies Until the last star is gone, leaving only empty skies Hope will not die, as long as there is light
By Natasja Roseabout a month ago in Poets
The Last Fire
The Last Fire I watched the fire tremble at the edge of night, its red tongue licking the air, then shrinking back, a shadow of warmth folding into the cold,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
Unsaid Goodbyes
It didn’t end with a speech. No slammed door, No, “we need to talk” That finally did the job. ﹁﹂ It ended in tiny ways—
By Milan Milicabout a month ago in Poets
The Almost Us
We were always almost— almost a plan, almost a promise, almost “come meet my friends,” almost “stay the night.” ﹃﹄
By Milan Milicabout a month ago in Poets
Blaze of the Salamanders
Blaze of the Salamanders The fire roars like a beast untamed, flames leaping, hissing, striking the sky, and the salamanders writhe in its heart,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
I Wasn’t Built for Quiet Lives
I Wasn’t Built for Quiet Lives I was never good at neat endings, or lives that fit into polite conversations, my heart has always leaned toward damage,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
Destroyer of Hearts
I did everything possible to convince him I meant it when I said I loved him. I did everything I knew how to make him believe this was it. I tried to help him feel like he was the love of my life, and it couldn’t get better than this. Him. For all his innocence and faith in me, he believed everything I ever said. I wanted to spare him the pain of all the doubt swirling around in my head. I wanted to protect him from the wild daydreams of something more that still filled my mind. But the pain came anyway. The tears and heartbreak. How could I have been so foolish?
By Leah Suzanne Deweyabout a month ago in Poets
The Taj Mahal So Beautiful
The Taj Mahal So Beautiful At dawn the marble learns the colour of prayer, White turning rose beneath a waking sky. A river holds its breath along the walls,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
The Stare
It takes a moment to heal But it hurts more to wait The moments I stood ahead Felt silence in each every step Went through the days
By Sheoli Rodrigoabout a month ago in Poets
The Fading Fire
The Fading Fire The fire burns low in the hearth, its warmth fading into the quiet night, I sit with my hands close to the flames,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
Controlled Burn
Kevin and I called it quits. We say we’re just friends now like it’s a firebreak, like it stops anything from sparking up between us.
By Tina D. Lopezabout a month ago in Poets