Heartbroken Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#heartbroken
heartbroken seeking honest critique poems. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
My Love Is Gone
If I had wings like a dove
I'd fly down the river, to the one I love
Like a breeze in the morning
My love will come
Woke up this morning
It was drizzlin' rain
And around my heart
Felt an achin' pain
Like a breeze in the morning
My love had gone
Had me a woman
She was short & sweet
She moved her body, from her head down to her feet
Like the winds of morning
My love has gone
Like a breeze in the morning
My love has gone
I'd fly down the river, to the one I love
Like a breeze in the morning
My love will come
Woke up this morning
It was drizzlin' rain
And around my heart
Felt an achin' pain
Like a breeze in the morning
My love had gone
Had me a woman
She was short & sweet
She moved her body, from her head down to her feet
Like the winds of morning
My love has gone
Like a breeze in the morning
My love has gone
#heartbroken
#love
#lyrics
#rhyming
#sadness
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When Our Dreams Have Died
Land of opportunity
A chance to thrive
A loving community
That's full of drive
Where dreams take shape
And hard work pays
Once America was great
Unique in many ways
Brother helping brother
With a common goal
Success of each other
Is success of the whole
Happiness and success
At our fingertips
But now nevertheless
Our dreams have slipped
Tears have moistened
Our tear filled eyes
We have been poisoned
By the repeated lies
Anger and rage...
A chance to thrive
A loving community
That's full of drive
Where dreams take shape
And hard work pays
Once America was great
Unique in many ways
Brother helping brother
With a common goal
Success of each other
Is success of the whole
Happiness and success
At our fingertips
But now nevertheless
Our dreams have slipped
Tears have moistened
Our tear filled eyes
We have been poisoned
By the repeated lies
Anger and rage...
#emptiness
#heartbroken
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Outro
He loves to get a reaction,
causing the retraction of my feelings.
As the song plays
I know I have stayed too long.
The melody stings.
Still, I pluck each string,
hoping to tune the sour notes;
but the chunks rise to my throat.
The words unsaid well up,
and the tears shed through our chorus.
Now we are at a versus,
and the worst is that no one is winning.
causing the retraction of my feelings.
As the song plays
I know I have stayed too long.
The melody stings.
Still, I pluck each string,
hoping to tune the sour notes;
but the chunks rise to my throat.
The words unsaid well up,
and the tears shed through our chorus.
Now we are at a versus,
and the worst is that no one is winning.
#conflict
#heartbroken
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Her Friends Yelled "April Fools!!"
Matt saw Hilary standing naked.
She was waiting for Tom to arrive.
Her friends yelled "April Fools!!"
That made Hilary cry with closed eyes.
Matt got naked and behind poor Hilary.
She was waiting for Tom to arrive.
Her friends yelled "April Fools!!"
That made Hilary cry with closed eyes.
Matt got naked and behind poor Hilary.
#fiction
#friendship
#heartbroken
#regret
#sex
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THE PROMISE
He knelt before her
With sweaty palms and on feeble knees
The future before his eyes forever a blur
As he took his hand in his to make his plea
Opening the ring box – he made his proposal
Wondering with heart-racing pounds if she’d accept or deny
His plea he placed at her mercy or disposal
Seconds seemed long before her reply
Granting her final answer with acceptance
With only a few months to retract her admittance.
Sliding the ring on her finger – he betrothed
As they exchanged their personal oaths
Promising each other...
With sweaty palms and on feeble knees
The future before his eyes forever a blur
As he took his hand in his to make his plea
Opening the ring box – he made his proposal
Wondering with heart-racing pounds if she’d accept or deny
His plea he placed at her mercy or disposal
Seconds seemed long before her reply
Granting her final answer with acceptance
With only a few months to retract her admittance.
Sliding the ring on her finger – he betrothed
As they exchanged their personal oaths
Promising each other...
#grief
#heartbroken
#rejection
#sadness
#shame
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DUP is CLOSING
I got the news that DEEP UNDERGROUND POETRY is closing the site 12 May 2025!
Peace & love to all the poets.
Thanks for reading my poems and giving feedback.
Keep writing.
I will probably not move to another site.
Maybe this tragic event will inspire me to finally publish a book of my poetry.
I will miss this site very much.
Peace & love to all the poets.
Thanks for reading my poems and giving feedback.
Keep writing.
I will probably not move to another site.
Maybe this tragic event will inspire me to finally publish a book of my poetry.
I will miss this site very much.
#heartbroken
#WritingPoetry
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Closing Time
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xGytDsqkQY8
Last drinks shouts the tender
drink em up
it's time to be out
I need to get home
so sip the last of your beer
slam down the last shots
head toward the outside
the chill of the night
fought off by the incoherence of
alcohols numb
the wisps of the smoke machine swirls
and clings like sad fog
to the crusted carpets
where booze and blood
bile and tears have stained my memories
with exquisite times and the haunted agony
of a thousand-thousand poets ...
Last drinks shouts the tender
drink em up
it's time to be out
I need to get home
so sip the last of your beer
slam down the last shots
head toward the outside
the chill of the night
fought off by the incoherence of
alcohols numb
the wisps of the smoke machine swirls
and clings like sad fog
to the crusted carpets
where booze and blood
bile and tears have stained my memories
with exquisite times and the haunted agony
of a thousand-thousand poets ...
#bittersweet
#frustration
#heartbroken
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Shelter From The Storm
I don't wanna go
don't want to leave
don't want anyone to go
want you all to stay
wanna stay here and play ♥
reminds me of the past
when i was a little boy
came home on weekends
from the orphange
to stay with mom
it was heaven
it was peace
it was here
came time to leave
time to go back
got scared
hid under the bed
i cried and screamed...
feel like hiding
under the bed now!!!
Don't wanna go...just wanna play ♥
don't want to leave
don't want anyone to go
want you all to stay
wanna stay here and play ♥
reminds me of the past
when i was a little boy
came home on weekends
from the orphange
to stay with mom
it was heaven
it was peace
it was here
came time to leave
time to go back
got scared
hid under the bed
i cried and screamed...
feel like hiding
under the bed now!!!
Don't wanna go...just wanna play ♥
#fear
#heartbroken
#sadness
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Winter comfort
I used to speak, to share my pain,
But every word was met with rain—
Not the kind that heals the ground,
Just the kind that pulls me down.
So now I keep my heart locked tight,
No more trust, no more light.
Why spill my soul when all I find
Are empty ears and colder minds?
So here’s my truth, my sad refrain:
I’ll crack a can, let silence reign.
No matter how cold this drink may be,
People are colder—that’s truth to me.
At least the chill that numbs my hand
Won’t judge or leave me where...
But every word was met with rain—
Not the kind that heals the ground,
Just the kind that pulls me down.
So now I keep my heart locked tight,
No more trust, no more light.
Why spill my soul when all I find
Are empty ears and colder minds?
So here’s my truth, my sad refrain:
I’ll crack a can, let silence reign.
No matter how cold this drink may be,
People are colder—that’s truth to me.
At least the chill that numbs my hand
Won’t judge or leave me where...
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness
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When it's not love no more
Through this life we all will go through somethings, that are necessary for you to understand, that love is a two way street of give and take. For you have to learn how to navigate, through the process of the nonsense of the hurt and pain. That surely will come with confusion and displacement of what, love really is to the deepness of the truth of the heart. ❤️ For sure what you would you rather have in your own life, for wouldn't you want a relationship with a positive, commitment and real consistency to be able to share your life with for better or worse. As it is true that...
#bittersweet
#disappointment
#heartbroken
#regret
#sadness
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Our song made me hide in a taco joint
You called me
your beloved
as your misty
body broke my
reservations
and my granite soul
melted
at your tender
generosity
and the honest way
you wanted me to heal
my heart.
my whole fucking heart
I need you
I walked Savannnah
and found a taco joint
in the middle of a suburb
and our song came on
the muzac speaker
some 1990s
ballad with quavering
voices singing trite
notes to words
that somehow
became a vow
...
your beloved
as your misty
body broke my
reservations
and my granite soul
melted
at your tender
generosity
and the honest way
you wanted me to heal
my heart.
my whole fucking heart
I need you
I walked Savannnah
and found a taco joint
in the middle of a suburb
and our song came on
the muzac speaker
some 1990s
ballad with quavering
voices singing trite
notes to words
that somehow
became a vow
...
#heartbroken
#IMissYou
#love
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A Tale As Old As f**king
I’ve brought my own table
as a pariah of deception and false light
I should shoulder my burdens alone
scraping worn out shoes on
melting asphalt
because there’s nothing more pathetic than a
down-bad-wannabe-troubadour
selling stolen kisses and broken promises
some nights the walls creep toward me
solemn crumbling gyprock bemoaning their lot
to hold it all up
while the bed is an iced-tundra of loneliness
so I wake before the dawn
saddle my burdens in a beat up truck
watch...
as a pariah of deception and false light
I should shoulder my burdens alone
scraping worn out shoes on
melting asphalt
because there’s nothing more pathetic than a
down-bad-wannabe-troubadour
selling stolen kisses and broken promises
some nights the walls creep toward me
solemn crumbling gyprock bemoaning their lot
to hold it all up
while the bed is an iced-tundra of loneliness
so I wake before the dawn
saddle my burdens in a beat up truck
watch...
#dark
#frustration
#heartbroken
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DU Poetry : Heartbroken Seeking Honest Critique Poems