Heartbroken Poems
#heartbroken
The pain of being heartbroken inspires sad, tragic and emotive poems. Poems about lost love and being heartbroken include poetry about grief and relationships, or friendships, coming to an end.
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Never Was
Why can’t we be friends anymore
Do you believe this is the best
Why can't I let this rest
We were close, but not now
You chose
Did you choose right?
I can't fight
for something that I already lost
I should have known better.
These types of friendships
Never last
Never understood that
I’m just not meant for that
Can’t cry tears that dried
Like a dead well with no water inside
Did I see something that never was
Hoping that this will work just because
I’m done
You won
no need to hit pause ...
Do you believe this is the best
Why can't I let this rest
We were close, but not now
You chose
Did you choose right?
I can't fight
for something that I already lost
I should have known better.
These types of friendships
Never last
Never understood that
I’m just not meant for that
Can’t cry tears that dried
Like a dead well with no water inside
Did I see something that never was
Hoping that this will work just because
I’m done
You won
no need to hit pause ...
#heartbroken
#sadness
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Maybe gone forever
She'll tell you that he left her
I say he just left
She'll tell you that he belonged to her
I say that's pretty ridiculous
She says he'll be completely lost without her
Well I don't know about that
I'm talking about her Miniature Schnauzer
I don't know what the hell you were thinking of....
I say he just left
She'll tell you that he belonged to her
I say that's pretty ridiculous
She says he'll be completely lost without her
Well I don't know about that
I'm talking about her Miniature Schnauzer
I don't know what the hell you were thinking of....
#heartbroken
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Holes
My funeral was today
Yet but another day to runaway
I drug myself out of that hole
It was never my goal
Leaving but a larger piece each time
Wiping away the grime
No one to see
No one to plea
Shovel in hand i begin to fill
The hole that is there
The piece that is gone
I look around at the holes
All that I have filled
Wondering how long can this go on
How much of me will die
Before I catch her eye
Before she is mine to love
Pulling myself out of this hole
Yet but another day to runaway
I drug myself out of that hole
It was never my goal
Leaving but a larger piece each time
Wiping away the grime
No one to see
No one to plea
Shovel in hand i begin to fill
The hole that is there
The piece that is gone
I look around at the holes
All that I have filled
Wondering how long can this go on
How much of me will die
Before I catch her eye
Before she is mine to love
Pulling myself out of this hole
#heartbroken
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Healing
Healing is such a complicated journey as no human being is given the same hand of cards to play in the game of life.
I always thought that with time, the wounds from a perticular breakup, would hurt less and the blood would dissipate in a vague memory tucked in its own understanding of the traces it left behind.
I never came to terms with why that specific relationship, affected my soul in such a powerful manner. The colors were brighter with him and the melody euphonious. Aromas of life exhilirated my spirit, whenever he was around.
I don't think he truly...
I always thought that with time, the wounds from a perticular breakup, would hurt less and the blood would dissipate in a vague memory tucked in its own understanding of the traces it left behind.
I never came to terms with why that specific relationship, affected my soul in such a powerful manner. The colors were brighter with him and the melody euphonious. Aromas of life exhilirated my spirit, whenever he was around.
I don't think he truly...
#breakup
#healing
#heartbroken
#love
#relationships
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crowstone
diving into the whirlpool of love
i reached a fake fairyland where the cuckoo hypnotized me
the shiny origami ducks of magenta pecked my tender heart with intensity
lucid dreams, moist as porcelain, pricked me with needles
the butterflies tied my hands and dragged me into a blackhole...
i reached a fake fairyland where the cuckoo hypnotized me
the shiny origami ducks of magenta pecked my tender heart with intensity
lucid dreams, moist as porcelain, pricked me with needles
the butterflies tied my hands and dragged me into a blackhole...
#heartbroken
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love hurts so much
Why we can't find someone who means what they say, and not do anything to prove to you how are they gonna, be able to know what you need and really want, in your life and world. 🌍 For it's seems that nowadays it's getting harder, to tell the differences between what is good and bad, or if it's real or fake which makes it that harder to know, on who we should trust between the lines of what is the truth or lies. For tell me why we can't find, the real genuine deepness of what it meant to have a real commitment, with real consistency and real communications skills. TO articulate what...
#disappointment
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#rejection
#StreamOfConsciousness
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When Summer Comes Around
She looks at me, like i want to eat the heart
from her chest.
I dont, that wasn't my first option from the menu.
Though i often wondered what she'd taste like.
Beneath her flowing red hair,
i could see the pulse on her neck, abnormally beating as she attempted to read the thoughts filling my head.
Summer, a beauty i wanted to consume every
inch of,
devour her pale flesh,
an intoxication not meant for me.
But there she was.
She smelled of sun ripened peaches,
of something deeper,
of...
from her chest.
I dont, that wasn't my first option from the menu.
Though i often wondered what she'd taste like.
Beneath her flowing red hair,
i could see the pulse on her neck, abnormally beating as she attempted to read the thoughts filling my head.
Summer, a beauty i wanted to consume every
inch of,
devour her pale flesh,
an intoxication not meant for me.
But there she was.
She smelled of sun ripened peaches,
of something deeper,
of...
#friendship
#heartbroken
#love
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Cinnamon
You forgot to call me beautiful, again
It’s a slow burn
But what’s new
So absorbed in her, you forgot to notice me
In the dress I bought for you, again
That should be lying on the floor
Begging for anything, just more
A touch of affection
Not a rise of reduction
Maybe direction
Only destruction
Taking everything from my soul
Give me never enough just to let me be whole
Maybe just enough to stick around
Excuses wilting all the roses
That I found
That lie in the sink and I pick apart
When I...
It’s a slow burn
But what’s new
So absorbed in her, you forgot to notice me
In the dress I bought for you, again
That should be lying on the floor
Begging for anything, just more
A touch of affection
Not a rise of reduction
Maybe direction
Only destruction
Taking everything from my soul
Give me never enough just to let me be whole
Maybe just enough to stick around
Excuses wilting all the roses
That I found
That lie in the sink and I pick apart
When I...
#emotions
#heartbroken
#hurt
#relationships
#sadness
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MAP
I traced the lines of us on my skin
Each curve; each edge; where we begin
A path we carved; through joy and strife
A map of you; a map of life
You were my compass; my north; my guide
The star I followed; the tide I’d ride
But somewhere along; the course grew strange
Your heart withdrew; the map began to change
Through deserts of doubt; through rivers of pain
I searched for the way; to find us again
Each turn a memory; each mile a scar
I chased your shadow; but you’d gone too far
The mountains we climbed; the valleys...
Each curve; each edge; where we begin
A path we carved; through joy and strife
A map of you; a map of life
You were my compass; my north; my guide
The star I followed; the tide I’d ride
But somewhere along; the course grew strange
Your heart withdrew; the map began to change
Through deserts of doubt; through rivers of pain
I searched for the way; to find us again
Each turn a memory; each mile a scar
I chased your shadow; but you’d gone too far
The mountains we climbed; the valleys...
#heartbroken
#love
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Rotting Brothers in the Congo Jungle
They sent our brothers into a war
not ours to fight, not ours to win,
into a jungle that whispers screams
where shadows swallow names.
A place where the earth drinks blood,
the soil too tired to weep anymore,
and the trees grow twisted with grief,
branches like arms that can’t hold them.
Mothers’ prayers travel miles,
but the wind is cruel—it drops them
in the dust of forgotten roads,
never reaching their sons’ ears.
Their bodies lie in a foreign tongue,
their bones writing poetry the world won’t read. ...
not ours to fight, not ours to win,
into a jungle that whispers screams
where shadows swallow names.
A place where the earth drinks blood,
the soil too tired to weep anymore,
and the trees grow twisted with grief,
branches like arms that can’t hold them.
Mothers’ prayers travel miles,
but the wind is cruel—it drops them
in the dust of forgotten roads,
never reaching their sons’ ears.
Their bodies lie in a foreign tongue,
their bones writing poetry the world won’t read. ...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#grief
#heartbroken
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Seek Search and Find
To seek we must search to find what is it that we need and what in our lives, 🙏 for it's true that we are creatures of habits. THAT sometimes we don't have a glue on what we need and want, due to the chaos and drama and confusion and madness hidden behind a mask as a disguise. YET to really be able to sustain this beautiful element known as life. We must sometimes take a leap of faith, yet still knowing what we do know is that what we've been getting isn't it at all. 😞 YET then we start to just settle for the wrong reasons, just to say that we have someone only to say I got a...
#anger
#confusion
#disappointment
#heartbroken
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Things I’ll never tell
Love used to be a dream
Where everyone was as they seem
And when temptation came to call
They would never risk it all
Where they’d always be on your team
When one is down the other catches the tears that stream
But then came the first sting
It was nothing just a fling
Then the next and on we go
Rejected females sending me blow after blow
Till my self esteem is as shattered as my heart
Wondering why I’m not enough from the start
Knowing that I am worth more
But his cruel words leave me on the floor
Loving him but hating...
Where everyone was as they seem
And when temptation came to call
They would never risk it all
Where they’d always be on your team
When one is down the other catches the tears that stream
But then came the first sting
It was nothing just a fling
Then the next and on we go
Rejected females sending me blow after blow
Till my self esteem is as shattered as my heart
Wondering why I’m not enough from the start
Knowing that I am worth more
But his cruel words leave me on the floor
Loving him but hating...
#betrayal
#heartbroken
#love
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