heartbreak

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

Give It To You Straight
I am a whore for metaphor. In poetry, that’s great. To dip bitter words in sweetness, And put it on your plate. Scarfed down like chocolate dessert,
By Mama Magdalene7 days ago in Poets
A Twisted Truth
When I tried to get closer, they met me with hostility. When I attempted to speak, my words twisted. I tried to correct what I thought was an error, only to find there was no error.
By Moon Desert7 days ago in Poets
karma
today i choose peace revenge was poisoning me karma will get him
By Tina D. Lopez7 days ago in Poets
Father . Content Warning.
scum loathe detest no love sown a fucking rapist daddy--first man i would hate ************************************************************
By Tina D. Lopez7 days ago in Poets
A Children's book
The thin book you must open To find what still is there A glimpse of what is waiting Memories of four wooden chairs The smell of Saturday morning.
By Raine Fielder7 days ago in Poets
awake at two
you attack no, you smile first then attack knife— yeah knife in my back i pull it out i always do
By Tina D. Lopez7 days ago in Poets
Show Me Your Fist And I Will Kill You
Show Me Your Fist And I Will Kill You Show me your fist, I know that sign, A threat you think will make me blind, But I have stood in darker places,
By George’s Girl 2026 7 days ago in Poets
ONCE AT FIRST
AT ONCE, SHE WAS IN LOVE. SHE LOVED BECAUSE SHE FIRST FELT IT. SHE STAYED, SHE BELIEVED, SHE COMPROMISED, SHE CRIED; BUT LOVE NEVER LEFT HER SOUL. PAIN AND RIDICULE WAS HER REFLECTION.
By Tokelo Malepe227 days ago in Poets
I Wrote A Book of Poems
Hello All! I am coming back to the Vocal Community with exciting news. I formerly had an account under the name Hufflecup. I know I had a few regular readers of my poems. I stepped away from this website to work on getting my poems published and IT WORKED!
By Bill Carney7 days ago in Poets
I'm Hurt - You Want To Know Why - Love "Cannot" Flow From The Sides - It Doesn't Really Make Sense - WHO Said That !?
Okay, let's pretend this is my side !? Let's pretend these are my ribs, and my bones - my SIDES !? Let's pretend these are the people who are with ME !?
By 365poetry7 days ago in Poets
Cool Down the Sun, It’s Too Hot
Cool Down the Sun, It’s Too Hot We don’t do heat, not this thick choking kind where walls sweat and bed sheets cling like guilt.
By George’s Girl 2026 7 days ago in Poets
i love you but it hurts sometimes
i love the way you say my name when you say goodbye in the mornings but i hate the way it sounds when it's mentioned as a warning.
By Ashley Lima7 days ago in Poets