Heartbreak Poems
7/16/23
by Cherry Blossom
I was already reckless and careless.
But, meeting you made those worse and let them loose.
I was careless in making decisions that wouldn’t even go anywhere.
Reckless for ignoring the blooming flowers that surrounded me and focusing on the tree that was
in front of me.
I made careless promises, that I kept until I can hold it.
I made reckless words that only made you flutter and blush, while my face was painted with a
smile that looked like my dreams came true.
Until, those careless promises were broken for I can no longer bear to witness you being happy
with someone else while you were with me.
......
broken heart syndrome
by vee venkat
i woke up with a striking pain in my heart,
i tried to call out for you,
only to remember that you dumped me last night.
the next thing i know,
i wake up in the hospital,
taking pills because of you.
taking pills for what they called
broken heart syndrome.
......
Why me?
by Charles Peck
I thought I had finally found the one.
That the rest of my life had finally begun.
A girl so amazing that each day I questioned,
Why me?
She sat in my car and it was love at first sight.
I knew I would always remember that night.
Because deep down I knew inside,
I wanted to make her my bride.
......
Night-time at the beach
by k w
The sand on the beach is course and abundant. Strolling through the memories of you. The smell of your perfume and the sound of your laugh, it’s all there in the sand. I look up at the sky and see my mind brightly shining down on me.
My memory gets cloudy as the sea washes over the beach. New sand from the ocean floor invades my memories.
I reminisce.
As the ocean retreats it takes with it some sand. Memories fading away into the back of my mind, only to resurface when the moon sees fit.
December 2nd
by Rachel Wright
I was crying in my room
wearing your old shirt
the one that smelled like you
Well, before I threw it in the trash anyway.
You were somewhere.
Your room probably.
I imagine you were crying.
......
02/11/17
by Lee Grabbe
Not an inch of your cold estate will be left untouched by this lighter fluids fluid fingers it'll creep inside your bitter, biting bones and clean my very name from such an unworthy tongue. These searing fingers whom will be doused by your alligator tears no more, will replace my own and ignite every memory met more by wires then our own flesh. These links will burn brighter then Santa Monica, Ojai and riverside combined. They'll burn into oblivion, until such titillating details have lost their appeal. There will be nothing left in my wake but a course and unrefined lot of searing ash. Complimentary was once agreed yet the term has never been so clear. I see now your flesh has never matched my festering lesions no matter how metaphoric. I will never burn again.
-01/22/18
Night-time at the beach
by k w
The sand on the beach is course and abundant. Strolling through the memories of you. The smell of your perfume and the sound of your laugh, it’s all there in the sand. I look up at the sky and see my mind brightly shining down on me.
My memory gets cloudy as the sea washes over the beach. New sand from the ocean floor invades my memories.
I reminisce.
As the ocean retreats it takes with it some sand. Memories fading away into the back of my mind, only to resurface when the moon sees fit.
7/16/23
by Cherry Blossom
I was already reckless and careless.
But, meeting you made those worse and let them loose.
I was careless in making decisions that wouldn’t even go anywhere.
Reckless for ignoring the blooming flowers that surrounded me and focusing on the tree that was
in front of me.
I made careless promises, that I kept until I can hold it.
I made reckless words that only made you flutter and blush, while my face was painted with a
smile that looked like my dreams came true.
Until, those careless promises were broken for I can no longer bear to witness you being happy
with someone else while you were with me.
......
Book
by Cherry Blossom
I thought that loneliness was a safe place to hide away and isolate myself from strangers with
stories still untold, but then I met you.
When I met you, your eyes were a densely packed thick book waiting to be read and understood.
Some people called me a madman, others called me stupid, while many didn’t even bat an eye, I
pursued to read you with all my heart and understand your side of the story.
As time goes by, I started to understand you. Little by little, you showed me the things that
ruined you, you told me about your lines that felt like out of place.
I loaned you my eyes to see that you had the right script but the wrong lines, I lend you my ears
to hear your unsung lyrics, I lend you my shoulders for respite from the haunting eyes and
voices, I lend you my silence so you can voice the thoughts you keep whispering to yourself.
......
You owe me one
by Cherry Blossom
I don’t own you but you owe me a lot, a lot of kisses.
You owe me a lot of kisses for I’ve been restless over you,
Kisses because I’ve been reckless over you,
Kiss me for I’ve relentless over you.
You don’t owe me something big, but you owe me a lot of kisses.
So, for once, just this moment, kiss me for I’ve been anything but over you.
