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Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: break up, emotions, feelings, imagery, love hurts,

Hope Outweighs Sorrow

Falling in love’s magical
it feels like your heart's on fire.
And dreamers hear only hope
not the words of a liar.

When trust begins to weaken
your heart shores it up with lies.
And an outpouring of pain
replaces truth as it dies.

Fear gathers like nagging doubts
morphing into last goodbyes.
And shared dreams discreetly drown
as tears spill from crying eyes.

Let time’s current carry you
to where hope outweighs sorrow.
For like a river it flows
towards a new tomorrow.

Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: angst, conflict, depression, fate, love hurts, sorrow,

Fortunes Of My Tears

I see the future in the constellation of my crystal tears as you siphon the sparkle off what’s left of my joy. Heavy is my heart where you spread your composting ego sacrificing my fire. Your unwillingness to ascend from darkness on wings of breath and light is not lost on me.. as you strut your fan of peacock plumes snuffing out any hope for my flickery flame. Susan Ashley July 19, 2018 ________________________ ~ Third Place ~ Contest: Any July 2018 Poem Sponsor: Dear Heart a.k.a. Broken Wings ________________________ ~ POTD ~ July 21, 2018

Poem Details | by Just That Archaic Poet |
Categories: death, pain, sad love, sorrow, truth,

I Need Time to Heal

Tell me why, but tell me True-
Spare me the heartbreak of a Lie
I would lay forever in these meadows...
Forever, until I die!
To rid myself of all the Pain,
And the Sorrows of what I feel
To ease my Mind, my worried Brain
(Lord! The Cuts! I need to heal)

*Referring to my problems with "Borderline Personality Disorder"; many of us are "cutters"

Poem Details | by Katrina Keller-Cole |
Categories: love hurts, relationship, sorrow, time,



Yesterday I forgot the shade of your eyes
I struggled to remember your touch
Today I forgot the sound of your voice 
Each day I don't miss you so much
In the end you only brought me sorrow
I wonder what I won't remember tomorrow

Poem Details | by michael tor |
Categories: joy, love, sad, satire, sorrow,

You Wont Steal My Joy

  The Las Vegas shootings were Horrific. 
The people running as the rapid fire was 
sounding off in the background!
  The wild fires in California, fifteen people
 dead, and it is not controlled yet!
   Hurricanes Maria, Irma, Jose, southern 
coast is devastated, Puerto Rico is in need
of help!
   Pizza Gate Pedophile rings in America!
   Players kneeling and disrespecting our flag
 for which Men and Women have sacrificed
 their lives for.

                   Enough is Enough!

      You will Not Steal My Joy, I reach for the remote
 and turn off the "Joy Stealer" the TV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Michael Tor  Inspired by Andrea Dietrich

Poem Details | by Ngoc Nguyen |
Categories: life, loneliness, longing, loss, love, time, youth,

Sonnet to Sorrow O'er Sin for a Season and Young Love Lost

When I look on my life that's now half-spent,
I sigh the loss of youth that's forever past,
wishing myself better Fortune's consent,
love, friends and wealth with naught to lose or waste
but for the mean expense of young love lost;
despising this, I oft' bemoan the loss
of vestal company's first time the most,
for matrons offend like mouldering moss;
which, like Time's sure, inexorable march;
destroys the juvenescence of life's spring
year by year till extinguishing Youth's torch,
a dead flame for which I am most desiring.
      If I could live and love anew once more,
      I'd not err this time and lay a rude whore.

Poem Details | by Jess Opperman |
Categories: death, dedication, grief, loss, love, miss you, sorrow, wife,

To My Darling

If I could will my heart to stop
and breathe a final breath
I'd sit beneath an old oak tree
and trade my life for death

The pain in life of losing you
is more than I can bear
how can a man be happy when
his better half's not there

Life's meaning's gone when I lost you
no purpose can I find
for you were but the reason i
loved life and cherished time

I cannot will my heart to stop
I'm waiting for the sign
from God to show His mercy to
unite us one more time

Poem Details | by Kenneth R. Merrill |
Categories: longing, lost love, sorrow,

How I Loved You

Too little did I worry,
Too little did I know—
I wasn’t sure that you would stay,
But I never thought you’d go.

And isn’t it amazing,
How quickly day turned night?
It seems my eyes are failing,
For I cannot see the light.

O, they say that it is coming,
No farther than the dawn—
But it seems the sun is indisposed,
For it weeps that you are gone.

Some will call it merely rain,
But how are they to know?
Whatever do they know of pain—
Or how I loved you so?

Poem Details | by Gail Foster |
Categories: betrayal, grief, loss, passion, relationship, sad love, sorrow,


This is my first Petrarchan sonnet...

Grey days of loss and loneliness are here
Sad nights as long as shadows in the deep
No joy, no hope, no gentleness, no sleep
No ray of light predicted to appear
Just disappointment, emptiness and fear
And sacred dreams discarded in a heap
By some abyss of faith too wide to leap
In ruins lies the love we held so dear

Wise folk will say there will be love again
That suns come up, and suns go down, and yet
All I perceive is darkness, drear and grim
All I can feel is searing hurt and pain
My heart, my fingers, too burnt to forget
All blistered, from the flame I hold for him

by Gail

Poem Details | by Teppo Gren |
Categories: life, lost love, sorrow, suicide,



The freedom of life’s end without escape,
no place to elude the pain of despair.
So close was the notion of a black cape,
darkness to cover existence unfair.
The pain of love far more than life itself,
to bear in hapless sorrow of regret.
Lost in the false sense of my darkest self
tainted minds morbid reflection‘s beset.
Dejected self with mindless thoughts adrift;
no lease of life to feel the next morrow.
I was chosen to live by nature‘s gift
and find freedom from the fear of sorrow.
Restrained by realities painful wrath,
a search begins to find life’s righteous path.

T.J Grén

Poem Details | by Trevor Bain |
Categories: confusion, dark, depression, fear, growing up, hate, lost, lost love, love, pain, sorrow, happy, me, happy, me,

Is It Worth It

Love can seem so happy and so wonderful
But it can hurt and take away from life too
You make me so happy and make me feel so special
But then you turn around and make me feel like ****
love can turn you into a whole new person
But you could change into to something great or something no one wants
Love seems so wonderful at first 
But spending my days not knowing if you want me or even care for me is agonizing 
Sometimes i feel like your lying to me but if i say that then you'll get mad again
Your such a loose cannon, ready to burst with rage and tears
Love is so temperamental 
so can you tell me....... 
Is It Worth It?

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: art, beauty, lost love, love, nostalgia, sorrow,

I Wish I was Wrong

I wished as a child upon a star
For Christmas to never be very far

Then I wished for a lovers kiss
I dreamed that love would never fall amiss

I wish at times I was not so smart
Wisdom brings disappointment after dark

I wish at times I was not always right
Happiness you see, is about letting love take flight
I truly wish one day to be wrong
So that you girl, will cry for me and sing me my song

Poem Details | by Heather Ober |
Categories: love, sorrow,

I Burn

Do you remember that final night?
The room was dim yet the flames were bright.
Heart wide open, nerves coiled tight,
My voice shook with the firelight  
That moved in waves with easy grace,
A silent song across your face.
The light transformed our secret place - 
A sunset on our last embrace.
We said goodbye even as we yearned
For another day, for another word.
Even now, I grieve - even now, I burn.
How could I know you'd not return? 
Our place is clothed in settled dust. 
The cruel world has been unjust.    
In dreams I live, in faith I trust,
And I'll remember for both of us.

Poem Details | by Eve Roper |
Categories: analogy, love,

Tranquil Dreams Of Sorrow Love Like There Is No Tomorrow

In the midst of midnight twilight Silence gently fades in a cascade Warm wist embrace of a blazing sun Tension burst in darken moment made afraid Roaring voices sounds of thunder Epic heartbeat tsunami waves break away Swelling sated of explosion love Warm cinders soothes the budding moment ray Tranquil dreams of sorrow Love like there is no tomorrow 4/2/2016

Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: god, love, sorrow,


Tell me, my Lord,

Is it true that seas and oceans, 

Created are by Thy tears 


Thee have shed, since the beginning
Of time 


All the suffering humanity has



For all the afflictions of mine?  

© Demetrios Trifiatis
   29 JANUARY 2015

Poem Details | by C T |
Categories: birth, lost love, love, sorrow,

It returns in different form

Should it hurt?
The word "LOVE"
A gift of happiness, 

A breath to breath combination
stomach rotation, when love is gone

Should it hurt?
Moving on!
Pulling oneself together
After falling far from heartache 

A feeling hard to bare
until another comes along

The End


Poem Details | by SM Koval |
Categories: sorrow, life, love,

Silent Partner

He walks in silence though you would never know
As he cares for those he calls friend,
Inside tears fall though he would never show
Like brittle leaves from a tree in the wind.

The years have washed his dreams away
Something that life will often do,
He forgets the simplicity of a yesterday
When in a child’s heart all dreams came true.

He cannot remember the last dream he had
Fearing life has played its part,
And the trials of living both happy and sad
Carve into stone where once beat his heart.

Compassion and love help our dreams become true,
And love could feel good… if he only knew.

Poem Details | by Juli- Michelle |
Categories: absence, love hurts, solitude, sorrow,

He Lingers

Deep in the forest he lingers
Not a fire, not a light to be seen
No relief for his icy-cold fingers
No bed for his back, tall and lean

Not a fire, not a light to be seen
Yet he sits there as the crickets sing
No bed for his back, tall and lean
But no matter, for he is no king.

Yet he sits there as the crickets sing
Closes his eyes and whispers her name
But no matter, for he is no king,
A betrothal would only bring shame.

He closes his eyes and whispers her name, 
No relief for his icy-cold fingers
A betrothal to him would only bring shame
So deep in the forest, he lingers.

Poem Details | by Joyce Johnson |
Categories: death, sorrow,

Love To Linda Marie

Dear Linda-Marie, I can't believe
I write these words to you.
That you have left your earthly home
Simply cannot be true.
So full of life, so full of love,
So recently a bride.
I thought "Forever More" was yours
With your new love by your side.

Sometimes you showed your inner self
In the lovely lines you wrote.
Sometimes you helped us to find ours
With a "Sweetheart's" helpful note.
We didn't want to lose you,
But we know it's surely true
You were so loved on our pages,
You'll be loved in Heaven too.

Poem Details | by Charlie Smith |
Categories: death, love, sorrow,


     Of death, know that sorrow is but a tender reminder
               of all the joyous love that was shared...

Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: bereavement, death, heartbroken, imagery, longing, lost love, sorrow,

Heartbreak Hill

Moments pass away as distant church bells dirge; their widow’s woe in windy waver trembles my tears. Up the westward hill smoldering neath sunset’s pyre, I carry the remains of our song in the broken beats of my being, yearning to yield to burning skies and surrender to spiralling empathic embers. Susan Ashley May 24, 2019 ~ First Place ~ Contest: May Premier 8 (4 - 5 Lines Max) Sponsor: Brian Strand

Poem Details | by Carol Connell |
Categories: death, forgiveness, god, loss, lost love, sorrow,

Unpurged, Sad Memories

Unpurged, sad memories will fill the heart
dreadful, blue scenes, opportunities missed
for  wicked sinners when they do depart
     shattered forever, plunged in the abyss.
     To know God, all chance gone
     always darkness, no dawn
     fragile souls downward drawn
                            to blackest hell
        all is not well
          no peace to quell.
Let it not be your end. Make a new start.
Hear His whisper. Turn and be mercy kissed.
To death’s appointment you are marching on.
                            Pray now, choose well.
submitted for The Puzzle Of My Rhyme Poetry Contest sponsored by Broken Wings
Theme Chosen :  Unpurged Sad Memories

Poem Details | by Andrei Manzon |
Categories: absence, beauty, desire, heartbreak, love, sad love, sorrow,

The Instance Of Never

I could not bear this war between logic and love,
But remembering her face once again levitates my mind afloat,
Into the heavens my mind gracefully flies like a gleeful little dove,
And there I see reality once gain like a vast bottomless moat

I can never get across it,
For I am not worthy of the maiden that lies protected inside, 
As her beauty's like a fire that is eternally lit,
To end my whole heart forcing it to burn and divide

Into despair and sorrow I hesitantly go,
Each passing night they both give me the beautiful dreams,
Dreams of her fair kind wonderful soul that I know, 
A soul I can never share a life with, it seems.

Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: anger, betrayal, heartbreak, love hurts, sorrow,

Rain's Mournful Song

Wrathful tears ripen shame and sows conscience-stricken seeds of self-loathing. Scourged by the storm’s desolate dirge this flimsy canopy offers no protection as the wind-driven rain rides roughshod over me. Susan Ashley April 9, 2019

Poem Details | by Lewis Raynes |
Categories: lost love, love, love hurts, sensual, sorrow, true love,

A gifted scar

He received a scar as a present from her, 
A present when he gave her his heart,
A present wrapped in a lovely red ribbon, 
That would never be pulled apart,

And this scar it grew from a small damaged book, 
It grew to envelop his mind,
It grew and devoured all that he had, 
Leaving him emotionally blind,

Till now, day by day, the ache of this scar, 
It fuels his path to nowhere,
It fuels every small romantic brush stroke, 
And makes his emotions aware,

Of protecting his heart, his itch, his love, 
Keeping it safe from the rain,
Mending this scar of emotional hurt, 
Protecting his heart from the pain.