Heart break Poems
"Dust to ashes"
by Essambeh Ebai Essambeh
I know when you see this, brown particles from the earth might first come to your mind,
Back to dust, back to the earth, one day we all shall return when it's time.
But I seem to have returned already but this time not in the flesh,
In a myriad of thoughts, where my body still lies, as those constant echoes still haunt my flesh.
From the memories of yesteryears, from the many pains of long ago,
There are times I vowed, never to revisit this dungeon again, but at times I find it difficult to let go.
For perfection was what I always envisaged, at times it wasn't all about love,
What happened to love in its purest form, couldn't we just exist as solely 'us' ?
Not as lovers but as friends,
And may be love, would have been a means to an end.
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Hidden
by gabriella BlakeNo one really knows me the way you did. I don’t really let people see that side of me. I’m not sure I know that part of me anymore. I wonder if you remember. I wonder if you knew that part was sacred. I wonder if you care.
Continue readingFuneral
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
She left at the yawn of dawn
Between fog-densed waking hour
And rain-soused grey morning.
Veiled, her image was laced in silhouette.
She stood behind the fog-rain, a dark
Painting, sketched in black crayons of
Languor.
Her breath, one streak of ink
Of a satanic fresco on a dingy subway.
And the breath of the rain was heavy,
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Green fingers, a flaming-red vent.
by Montaigne Foxcroft
What a time to be alive
All of creation cry for they are about to die
The lungs of the earth are in flames
Up in smoke
Can't you see that as the Amazon burns, humanity are the lungs that will start to choke?
How heavy to bare is this yolk! I can barely breathe neither comprehend how a brain is so small, you think it normal to rip a plant out by its roots, thinking it's your right to obtain free food?
How can you not be aware that my plants are like my children, costing me money as I take good care?
How dare you steal so?
Their death breaketh my heart, can't you know?
I am at a loss for words.
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Farewell
by Arijit Roy
The farewell went exactly as you’d wished.
Devoid of clumsy hugs, cold handshakes with trembling hands
Or teary goodbyes.
We smiled, looked into each other’s eyes and waved — for a last final time.
And then in the crowded bus stand,
Amongst the scuffle and noise
Of honking vehicles, screaming vendors and whining couples,
We lost each other for ever.
You left to unite with the one you loved.
I came back to unite with the emptiness created by your absence.
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"Dust to ashes"
by Essambeh Ebai Essambeh
I know when you see this, brown particles from the earth might first come to your mind,
Back to dust, back to the earth, one day we all shall return when it's time.
But I seem to have returned already but this time not in the flesh,
In a myriad of thoughts, where my body still lies, as those constant echoes still haunt my flesh.
From the memories of yesteryears, from the many pains of long ago,
There are times I vowed, never to revisit this dungeon again, but at times I find it difficult to let go.
For perfection was what I always envisaged, at times it wasn't all about love,
What happened to love in its purest form, couldn't we just exist as solely 'us' ?
Not as lovers but as friends,
And may be love, would have been a means to an end.
......
Funeral
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
She left at the yawn of dawn
Between fog-densed waking hour
And rain-soused grey morning.
Veiled, her image was laced in silhouette.
She stood behind the fog-rain, a dark
Painting, sketched in black crayons of
Languor.
Her breath, one streak of ink
Of a satanic fresco on a dingy subway.
And the breath of the rain was heavy,
......
Heart Broken
by Beloved Outsider
You have the brightest smile
One day it disappeared
your beautiful words
are now on mute
your hands that held me
are now paralyzed
your blood-red lips that stole kisses
are now locked up
you, I gave you my heart
for you to care for it
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Alone
by Shreya Saraogi
Alone
They convince you to open up,
To be yourself,
To not hide a single detail,
To let out your inner silly self,
And be honest,
They promised that nothing will change. !!
And just when you've peeled back your
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Green fingers, a flaming-red vent.
by Montaigne Foxcroft
What a time to be alive
All of creation cry for they are about to die
The lungs of the earth are in flames
Up in smoke
Can't you see that as the Amazon burns, humanity are the lungs that will start to choke?
How heavy to bare is this yolk! I can barely breathe neither comprehend how a brain is so small, you think it normal to rip a plant out by its roots, thinking it's your right to obtain free food?
How can you not be aware that my plants are like my children, costing me money as I take good care?
How dare you steal so?
Their death breaketh my heart, can't you know?
I am at a loss for words.
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