Heart break Poems
Keep me in your prayers
by Divyosmi Goswami
I'm the object of your enforced ruminations,
I'm not your prayer.
I'm not part of unconscious callings,
Or the nature's hints.
I'm not sublime,
But pungently present and evident.
I'm not one that props up in your headspace unannounced,
But you can't ignore me throughout.
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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 reading"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.
......
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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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,
......
Keep me in your prayers
by Divyosmi Goswami
I'm the object of your enforced ruminations,
I'm not your prayer.
I'm not part of unconscious callings,
Or the nature's hints.
I'm not sublime,
But pungently present and evident.
I'm not one that props up in your headspace unannounced,
But you can't ignore me throughout.
......
Unveiled Emotions
by Nad SZA
In noon's embrace, we met once more,
At Starbucks, where our souls did soar.
A sip of coffee, a bite to eat,
As trembling hands, our hearts did meet.
'Do you miss me?' your voice inquired,
I uttered 'no' with words uninspired.
Again, you asked, your kiss so bold,
My heart raced, a tale yet untold.
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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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