Best Breakups Poems
A hole in my heart
There is no death with this pain
Life with no living
The stomach cramps with sorrow
Hope lost with only darkness
Edward J Ebbs
Written for a Contest, "Relationship Breakups"
I don’t know, I don’t care,
if you’re going to the party
or you won’t be there
I don’t give you a thought
you’re not on my mind
and if I ever think of you
I’m not very kind
Now that you’re gone
I’m feeling better
Now that you’re gone
I’ll feel that way forever
I laugh when I hear,
that you’re under pressure
or under the weather -
the last one is better
Look, I’m not irate -
and I haven’t any doubts
- you were like a bad taste,
that I had to spit out.
You proved a consternation,
a mistake on my part,
thanks again, LUzer
I actually learned a lot
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a song for this:
Please Please Please by Sabrina Carpenter
I loved you
I lusted you
I needed you
I trusted you
I imagined you
I imagined you to a fault
I imagined you at the expense of your reality
I lived in duality
Love and lust
Lust and love
red flags ignored
seeking connection when lonely and bored
A person who is to many people an idol
I entertained you while Idle
and your games made me entertain suicidal,thoughts
idle mind is the devil's playground
I was in a weird place and in certain ways bound
red flags were waving at me, they shouted at me, screamed at me
your red flags were singing at me, i picked them up and danced with them
and told myself as long as i can have him
but he wasn't God sent he was sent by dark forces
to validate the negative voices
and to show me my wrong choices
his red flags and my red flags would play tag.
tag you're it
tag i love you
tag you're not
tag i want you
tag I need you
Tag you're it
now im done playing so i'll leave you
red flags,lust,feelings of love but nothing solidified
wondering if it's his fault
or was it my heart that lied?
all the red flags were there
yet we couldn't stay apart for too long
no more wonder what or where we went wrong
healing
elevating to ceiling
crying through the process
as i process
whatever lesson so it may then sprout forth as a blessing
and can open my sacred garden open to the right one
not one i entertained while suffering shame, and one who plays games
and i won't mention any names
because at the end of the day it's all about
self awareness and growth
and that is what gives me hope
taking accountability for my own choices to entertain
sunshine or rain,
heartache and pain
the good or the lame
its all one and the same
but grateful for the awareness
next chapter
It makes me sick every time I think about how long I put up with you
seven whole months i wasted everyday ignoring my heart slowy breaking
you ripped my heart out and you cant afford to replace it
I hate it how you still cross my mind and no i dont love you but i cant wrap my mind around why i still think of you all of the time
If i had a time machine id change everything i really would
id make it to where i would've never met you if i could
But I cant for some reson you were just a part of the plan and I have to accept it
you still use fake accounts to send me messages
you're thirsty for my attention but you'll never get it
See, someone can just remove my heart…
Or take it
I’ll f-ckin donate it if that’s all it takes to escape it.
I’d rather live in this world with hatred
Than to live my life steady chasing.
You say were better off as friends
You say you don’t regret the things you said
But two weeks ago, we were layin in your bed
Reminiscing the days before our descent.
And all those nights we spent, are you saying you’d rather forget?
Well I guess… All my friends won their bets
And now I’m in debt.
Well indebted not to sweat it.
All those memories we’ve ever conceived have been deleted and released.
Lets not repeat what’s already been seen
If I can just forget about December 15th
And the day we convened..
I’ll only have to relive those days in my dreams.
See, someone can just remove my heart…
Or take it
I’ll f-ckin donate it if that’s all it takes to escape it.
Maybe it’s not fate but, either way
Being without you just ain’t the same
And I just can’t help but miss those days
When I’d wake up to a text saying “babe”
Right then and there, my day was made.
Why’d things have to change?
So strange how love can come and fade,
I thought I could change your mind
With a little time, everything would be fine
Bottom line is… I haven’t stopped crying.
I’m trying, and I’m vying for you
But I can barely look in your eyes
I hope you pay attention to my rhymes as I recite them…
And don’t fight the feelings if they ignite again.
Despite the fact that you just wanna be friends…
In current times, breaking up is often referred to as a slow-motion breakup, or as the new generation might say, "pulling back." The lyrics of songs reflect the sentiment that breaking up is challenging, though it is approached differently today.
Whenever I approached two to three years into a relationship,
I recall sensing the gradual shift or withdrawal occurring,
Their tone of voice intensified,
Their smiles became less genuine,
And those familiar words, "I will call you later,"
Many therapists today observe that individuals often overlook warning signs in relationships. As a therapist, it is essential to recognize that love can cloud judgment, and emotions can distort rational thinking.
Luckily for some of us, we got out, and we rose again,
We became stronger loveless women, guarding our hearts with everything we got
Who was to say that it was Eve's fault, the serpent the manipulator?
No wonder in a world like our men are only loving each other’s
Two-of-a-kind stick to their own.
In current times, breaking up is often referred to as a slow-motion breakup, or as the new generation might say, "pulling back." The lyrics of songs reflect the sentiment that breaking up is challenging, though it is approached differently today.
In conclusion, be mindful when deciding whom to trust with your emotions.
In our garden, the space of shared delight
Are fruits of our many wonders created
Through smiles and passion, the site
Of our beings bonded and sated.
Our red roses blossom in magical splendour,
Foliage of the many plants wave in glee
To a tune we embrace, our spirits soar
Under rays of a warm sun, we decree-
I love this garden of we.
The beauty to touch leaves delicate yet strong,
Warming two souls through feeding their growth;
I sing out to life, and you join me in song-
To see the weeds spawn we are simply loath!
When the blue roses invade upon our space,
Deterring attention away from insatiable red,
Forcing hands to take stock, change of pace:
All the plants of our garden to be fed-
Is this our garden? we said.
Our patch of weeds pilfering nutrients away
From flowers that bloomed in rich soil,
Now begging their gardeners, ‘find a way’
Before fertilising roses is too much toil!
The birds that danced in our garden nest,
Their song only seems a hummmm from afar:
Turned the fruit of our souls, once so blessed
Into a deafening question of who we are-
In our garden, we scar.
Forgive thee for the foliage that weeps,
The rains that do roll from the tips;
Forgive me, I feel the shadow that seeps
Into our garden of pestilent lips.
Accept us and the growth two hearts have spun,
Regret not all of the beauty we had;
Learn by the hands, the many petals undone,
Dwell little on roots that make us sad-
Think well of the garden once glad.
Was I maudlin over our breakup? For a minute.
If I think of you now, it’s like a slideshow of unflattering images.
At the time, my breakup buddies reminded me you were a bad
choice - like a brand of deodorant that gave me a rash or fashionable shoes that chafed, even after they were stretched.
“Ruca,” my girlfriends would say, “you’re shootin-terrible, they’re a million pork-swords in the sea.”
Finally, I pulled the trigger - double-tapped us.
At first, reminders of you, those siren whispers of nostalgia, were everywhere - like the moon - which, I just had to live with.
You passed from memory though, that’s how memory works. Events fade, like last week’s chemistry test, or yesterday’s lunch.
Now, if someone asks me, “Hey, remember, what’s his name, your big love from high school?”
I say “Nope.”
I chose to laugh, dance - and shoot birds at the moon.
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Slang:
breakup buddies = friends who help you get over a breakup
ruca = girlfriend
shootin terrible = on a losing streak, not doing well, making bad choices
pork-swords = come on, think about it - it’s funny.
Ex lovebirds of
the tamest passion can turn
so predatory.
Passive aggressive
schoolboys who mock whistle at
ex-girlfriends for spite.
Who scatter book bag
contents in mock accidents
for supposed revenge.
As witchcraft conjured
by the nonbelligerent
to silence the bully
I summon some sweet,
musical, lascivious
words as orphic spells
In self-effacing
defense to tame the awful
beast with dirty magic.
Dark crown positions an imminent moon,
while the car benign a simple swan tune,
by a male world-renowned steady croon,
quaffs from a sweetheart, abrupt swoon,
as twain souls dissolution, way too soon,
while a solo spirit on, strangely immune,
limits another whose heart is now hewn,
of an unsalted berry to a strained prune.
2019 December 31
Haven’t been able to move from this bed
Only just turned on my room light at 6 p.m.
All these tears pulled out by this sinking feeling
I feel like I know you, but do I really?
Moved your present from last month into my closet
Back when I thought this could be everything I wanted
Finally felt I’d arrived home, unpacking my bags
But I’ve been hurt before by ignoring red flags
Wish I had enough clarity
To let me get past this
I'm sorry if it's not true
But I can’t take any chances
(Refrain):
Don’t wanna wake up, ‘cause when I open my eyes
I gotta close them soon as I recall you’re not mine
Wrote passionate words with adoring rhymes
Was on the edge of “I love you” so, so many times
I choke up thinking how yesterday we were laughing
Saw a future with you, didn’t think this would happen
I want to believe you, that it could have all been fine
It’s too confusing, but just know you’re still on my mind
How I’ll miss your touch, and how I’ll miss your kiss
From your tender hands and your soft, beautiful lips
Had fantasies about us, all the time, every place
Even now, I’m still wishing I was kissing your face
Maybe some day I’ll take your present back out
But looking at it just hurts far too much right now
Thought you were perfect for me, and maybe you were
Wanna think you were truthful, but I can’t know for sure
What we had seemed a rarity
But I just can’t get past this
I'm sorry if I hurt you
But I can’t take any chances
(refrain)
If you see this, just know my heart is breaking
And I wish I knew for sure who was faking
But I don’t, and you know you can’t blame me
And you know I wish I could still call you my baby
Looking at your face, that beautiful smile
My heart felt something it hadn’t in a while
Laying on my lap as I caressed your cheek
The way you gazed up at me was the highlight of my week
You said I made you happy
I’m sorry I can’t stay
You made me happy too
And I hope you’ll be okay
(refrain)
You said I made you happy
I’m sorry I can’t stay
You made me happy too
And I hope you’ll be okay
I hope you’ll be okay.
All that we have can be lost
But, its value cannot be taken away
You have covered your tuition cost
Now don’t let the knowledge decay
Brother, I know you’re a polluted ocean blue
But I cannot help but be happy for you
The boat you float so comfortably has capsized
You have to retreat and become reorganized
Do not weep for the boats old keep
For joy will once again deploy
The pain will turn from tomb to womb
As fish eggs hatch and family love to attach
Then as you float to your new shore
Know true love will guide your way
As you return to those who adore
I hope you let us stay.
What happens when someone falls out of love?
Is there a single, frozen in amber, sanctimonious moment when
you decide you’re too good for whomever - the falling-out moment
- where imperfections are revealed like a magic trick?
“Huh,” you find yourself saying, “Weren’t you cuter, half-an-hour ago?
Or is it a slow, drip, drip, drip Chinese-water-torture-like seepage?
Maybe breakups are written in the stars, you know, Mercury drifts into
retrograde and suddenly there’s empty air where your lover used to be.
I’m not in a breakup, but I like to be prepared - these are just questions.
like
Isn’t every male whale a sperm whale?
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A song for this:
If I Didn't Have You (Live) by Tim Minchin
Breakups and shake-ups
All that matters is that you wake up and
Understand that everything is for a season!
Pushing yourself beyond the borders of time
Will give you a reason to appreciate life and
Understand the orientation of purpose!
The love you give will not always be the love you receive
The love you give will not always be the love you receive
This is one of the risks engraved in the pattern of love
A brisk walk through history will show us love’s dilemma
The abundance of emotion
Like silver and gold
Will teach you the accuracy of being bold while
Pushing yourself beyond the difficulty and knowing that
Every aspect of love is a glimpse into the dark and the light!
The love you give will not always be the love you receive
This is one of the risks engraved in the pattern of love
A brisk walk through history will show us love’s dilemma
Mark Frank
Copyright 2023
There should be clearer signs,
as a relationship starts to break up
- the hiss of steam, a twist of smoke perhaps
or debris distributed across a hot,
cloudless, summer evening sky.
That way, the force of recognition
wouldn’t be so much of a slap.