a broken heart

Brokenness

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How the heart longs

Waiting to be cherished

Wanting to be nourished

Needing someone’s song

How the heart aches

As it’s un-cherished

When it’s un-nourished

Being someone’s mistake

How the heart cries

Seeking to flourish

Seemingly curious

Till it breaks and finally dies...

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Dreaming of Summer

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From the heart

Take my hand,

And let the rain pour.

We'll just stand,

This is what we live for.

I can't imagine,

A thing out of place.

no, I can't imagine.

Any other face.

But when i wake up,

I know it was a dream.

Because you no longer

Remember me...

Everyday,

 in every way,

I drown in my regrets.

No one stays,

No, i don't blame...

Even I can't forget.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, i've said that before.

I'm sorry you left me, I couldn't have you anymore.

What was I to do?

What was I to do?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

 Oh, T.K., summer lovin' was all it was....Why can't you just let it go? You could at least TRY to be civil.

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You

You

I use to have a smile on my face all the time

I’d retrace your loving footsteps on my mind

But no longer is that something I do

When someone ask me what happened to me

I simply say

“You”

  • I use to love the feel of the sunlight

    We use to count the stars every night

    Guess the counting part is through

    When someone ask me what happened to me

    I simply say

    “You”

  • My heart use to beat oddly when you were around

    Now my heart barely makes a sound

    My heart is like a sift pouring pain anew

    When someone ask me what happened to me

    I simply say

    “You”

  • Now I lay in the dark with a broken switch

    I now feel like that I am kitsch

    I feel like I have been painted blue

    When someone ask me what happened to me

    I simply say

    “You”

    Author's Notes/Comments: 

    These are some song lyrics I wrote

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    Inside of me

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    When Im BORED...

    Reminiscing our memories
    Is shaking me to death
    Putting me into temptation
    And get you back

    I want to skirmish till the dawn
    But how will i do it if you're gone
    I want to declare what's inside of me
    But things aren't that easy

    My devotedness for you
    Is never ending
    But the circumstances is failing

    How unyielding to concentrate
    And focus on other thoughts
    How devastating to feel
    And realise this is all real

    Let me be alone and never turn back
    I aint gonna cry anymore
    Because of that

    Author's Notes/Comments: 

    This is a poem for a friend who's heart is so confuse at the moment.
    She wanted to show her love but circumstances dont want to allow her to do so.

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    Rejection

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    Poems 2012

    I'm always in marvel to what love is love
    So naïve to the fundamentals of the heart
    Feelings are irrepressible
    Lust versus love is the hardest war ever fought

    I tell you everything from my secrets to uncertainties
    My desires is to undress your hard shell,
    To make you believe I’m the one
    I beg to my Creator, to mend a bond between us
    But we cannot force love

    All my heart, wants is love
    I hate using your name as an illusion.
    It feels wrong for me to fantasize us in a utopia of romance.
    When the connection is not mutual,

    It’s a contrast between a man of action and a woman of her words.
    I’m willing to show you my love,
    but you rather have me love you just as a friend

    A BROKEN HEART

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    FALLEN LEAVES

    When you left my heart was broken.
    Tiny pieces were scattered every-
    where. My search began to find them
    and repair the damage.
    I grew very excited, for in my search
    I thought I had finially gathered all
    of the pieces together again.
    The task began, trying to attach each
    piece in the proper place. Making it
    look as if nothing had ever happened.
    No one would ever know the damage  
    that had been done. I was almost
    finished when I realized a tiny piece
    was still missing.
    I searched everywhere, in the darkest
    corners, but it had vanished. I finially
    came to realize, a broken heart will
    never be as it once was. It will always
    remember.

    copyright heather burns

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