a poem dedicated to broken hearts
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I had once loved a Poet;
daring, audacious, tall, sensitive, true.
He could hear my heart speak from simple texts
and knew just what to say to draw me deeper in love.
It was his heart;
I looked down at my hands. They were shaking. Badly. I knew what was happening. But I couldn't stop it. I knew there were tears in my eyes even before one glided down my cheek.Then a rainstorm of tears came.
Tear stains
underneath her eyes.
Sick of being used
for the things she hates
about herself.
“Why do you fall so hard, heart?’
Why do you trip
falling downhill
They say time heals the pain...
Sometimes I think we only adapt to what is.
Some receive support,Love, care, hugs, then we have memories. They may rip our minds, or even trip our minds sometimes we may even get a sign.
The boy was corrupting her like a leech stuck to her skin
But she didn’t know any better so she stuck by him
She started changing slowly, didn’t even notice
Dear First Love,
I just wanted to remind you...
When you took a bite of the forbidden fruit, you consumed the promises you made
You were made for more
Yes, I said
You were made for more
I want you to know
As certain as the wind that blows
Or the grass that certainly grows
You were made for more
Was my heart meant to be broken?
Because this time I don't think I can make it.
I continuously fake a smile, when I see you with him.
You must have forgotten I ain’t a quitter I bleed sugar and syrupCan’t hurt what is already broken No words even need to be spoke All your lies I have already heardMay be I was just a toy for your amusement Abusing and confusing my feelings for sa
Each flower
I picked for you
I wished and wished
For your words to be true
But even the steams
Knew you told lies
Slowly, they shrunk
Without saying their goodbyes
Each flower I picked
Past
Present
What’s real and what isn’t
Vibrant colors blend into shades of grey
The same starless nights blacken her face
The same empty bed and distant shadows
that blanket her world in empty silence
They say if you love something let it go
What they don't know is it's not that easy
When I let you go I was bruised and broken
I was left heavy breathing
There was nothing to hold onto
To be touched and crushed by something that I least expected it from.
It came close to my heart, but killed my soul when it was done.
The heart can be broken
But the laugh box never heals
Tears dry but a heart fails
Evermore life pales
The heart is broken
But this laugh box can’t heal
You think
I am harsh?
This broken heart
You think Harsh?
Then walk my steps
Years lost love…
Broken steps falter
Love’s failed grace
Am I so harsh?
Wounded so?
Even someone cold as you
Could feel this summer heat
I would just like to know
If your heart breaks when it beats
August has long since gone
Your voice creeps in my head