Best Heartbreakers Poems
We are the generation
of discontinued imagination.
With our twisting words
you’ll drink in
desperately.
Our beautiful stories
spun from the nothingness.
Shadows of hope
glimmering in the distance.
Farfetched aspirations
that will never be reached.
We are the hopeless romantics
you all wish you could be.
We are amazing with words
yet terrible with people.
We know what to say
and when
without missing a beat.
We are dreamers
and wishful thinkers
and procrastinators beyond belief.
We have hope
for things you
cannot fathom achieving.
We are desperate
for approval
yet hard to convince.
Destined for greatness
that will probably be missed
We are the socially anxious,
hopeful,
and descriptive
pessimists.
We are the ones
you wish you could be.
We are heartbreakers
because we are lost.
We are lonely
but happy.
So trust me when I say:
don’t fall in love
with a poet,
unless you are ready
to become one.
Categories:
heartbreakers, poets,
Form:
The song they sing
Will bewitch you
Promising you everything
Warming your bed to loving you
Heartbreakers for sure
Full of wickedness and sin
They are so evil
Promising love but taking a life
They were handmaidens to the
Goddess Persephone
When Haides abducted her
Given bodies of birds
Sent to search for her
got tired and made
Anthemoessa Island their home
There they sang their song
Luring sailors to their death
Orpheus helped the Argonauts sail past
By drowning out their music
with his song.
Odysseus also sailed by
Bound tightly to the mast
His men blocked their ears
Using wax, so no song was heard
For this to happen
Distressed the Seirenes so much
They threw themselves
Into the sea and drowned.
Penned 6/6/2013
Moral must be – beware of sirens with blonde curly hair that have sexy voices. lol
Categories:
heartbreakers, mythology, myth,
Form:
Free verse
Four kids
Four smart kids
Never fell below 90% in tests
Impressing people daily
Teachers pinching themselves in disbelief
Winning spelling bees
Maths competitions
Those same four
Were offered to go to university early
But they lost the offer
To a rich family with
A stupid child.
High school
A place of heartbreakers
Drugs
And Abuse
These four kids
Ran into a drug dealer
The dealer knew about their gift
So he got these kids high off weed
claiming It was brain food
Another dealer sold them Vodka
Claiming it kept you going during
Long study periods
Before long
These four smart kids
Were just four dimwitted druggos
Smoking weed
Drinking cheap liquor
Twenty Four Hours
Seven days a week
These kids had potential
But it all washed away
Like a sandcastle on the beach
As the tide comes in
Good for nothing
But to end up like those dealers
Selling goods to smart kids
Like their former selves
Drugs destroyed these four kids
Don't let it destroy you
Categories:
heartbreakers, depression, education, children, friendship,
Form:
Free verse
Johnny Thunders… Room 37.
John Anthony Genzale JR, a man that did the drugs and booze,
Not only born to live but ultimately born to lose.
Born in fifty two he loved the game of baseball,
But would never cut his hair that was his little league downfall….
That and his bad dad, but Johnny Volume would soon rule..
Along with the Jaywalkers at Quintano High School.
Then in sixty eight he would go to Fillmore East,
At a bar called "Nobody"'"s"on Bleeker Street
He would learn to drink his Bourbon ice so neat.
Then he was a sales clerk at the Da Nazz Leather Shop,
He would meet some future Dolls, then they were the "Actress"'"s."
But it was just a whistle stop..
Renamed Johnny Thunders after a comic book of the same name,
The New York Dolls were formed
His life would never be the same…
Two critically acclaimed Albums
"The New York Dolls" "Too much too soon"
But both commercially void,
Not enough to buy a Coke spoon..
In seventy five the Dolls broke up
Those trash glams all with attitude ,
Even bands today look back
With nothing but hard rock gratitude.
Johnny then formed The Heartbreakers ,released one brilliant LP
Los Angeles Mother F@kers
Know as L.A.M.F.
What an album I do decree…
Though I still love "So Alone"
A solo of such class..
He drifted here and there,
Then it was alas…
He lasted till nineteen ninety one,
His heroin a complete addiction..
But his death it was a mystery
There should have been a murder conviction!
Many rumours surround his death, I do suspect foul play.
St Peters House Hotel, New Orleans, such a great cliché.
Gangster dealers gave him LSD
Ripped off his Methadone supply..
Pretty sure they killed him,
Such a sad goodbye.
His room number was thirty seven,
It was ransacked of all his possessions,
What is known for certain,
Is there has never been no confessions..
"You can"t put your arms around a memory,
Don"t try don"t try..
You"'re just a bastard kid
And you got no name
Cause you"re living with me
We"re one and the same."
Nice one Johnny..
Sadly missed.
Categories:
heartbreakers, deathnew york, drug,
Form:
Single
The empty space in me
Not the part of this vessel that makes noise
it is the reserved work space
where architectures and engineers gather
where creative mind and realistic meet
This is where a solid blue print is being polished
The one crafted with the future in mind
This is where the foundation is being layed
The one on which a unique affair will sit on
Single,The empty space in me
The gateway to my successfull relationship
The viewpoint of my imaginations
From which i create what i would want to see
This is where no heartbreakers find a place to sit
still
single,An empty spayce in me
in your eyes Do not see it as an ordinary vaccant
its a space many will throw hats to occupy
i wont let this go easily
because through this space i envision one of my many happy endings
Single..an empty space in me
dont mistaken it with a crack
its a window to potential new beginings
its where purified air flows freely
a refreshing spot in the busy world we live in
This is the space where my dreams manifest to reality
where minds look outside for the answers of the question inside
This is the place where a feature future relationship
is being animated by one soul
kaltchar@gmail.com / emanoman
Categories:
heartbreakers, absence,
Form:
ABC
these walls that we have built with our own hands
are slowly crashing to the ground
the foundation so weak as the the power of this quake
buries them into the embers of this december
don't turn your cheek or bat an eyelash
because when you discover life's true meaning
you will understand that this is just another ending
leading to another beginning
an open door that is yours to take
to escape this pain and this hurt
hold yourself up and stand tall again
and find the strength in yourself to fight back
against the ones who deceive you
the liars and the heartbreakers
the backstabbers and the pretenders
just remember to never surrender
to the games that they play
because then they will betray
your trust and then you will find yourself
left in the dust
so rise up my son and stand above
the ones that have hurt you
and put you through this pain
because when you understand that you don't need them
you will never be the same again
Categories:
heartbreakers, hope, inspirational, introspection, life
Form:
Lyric
Loves lost anatomy
It’s heart resides in each body
To each there is autonomy
Some loves comes freely
For others the headlines are gloomy
You could search there necrology
Heartbreakers live in infamy
Wandering forever endlessly
Are the victims searching for what could be
They cry for they are so lonely
Living in the painful memory
Longing for her he
He longing for she
Living in misery
Pretending to be happy
There own undesired agony
Then there are those who seemingly
Receive love so easily
Give it so honestly
It touches them gently
Two souls far from a dichotomy
Becoming one in this vast empty
The heartbroken watch in envy
Cant grasp this concept mentally
As they see lovers and their loyalty
Holding hands softly and openly
Intertwined for all eternity
Only wanting to receive that sincerity
And their two worlds spin diagonally
As some become loves lost anatomy.
Categories:
heartbreakers, lost love, love, on
Form:
Rhyme
I'm much less than perfect, I need to confess,
At moments I feel I'm a terrible mess.
Sometimes I surrender when tired to strive,
But look: in the end I am bond to survive.
This life is worth living to see all my foes
Too deep in the gutter, and here it goes:
I still have much time for fulfilling my plan.
The show is over - the battle began.
With broken arms bleeding I'll finish the fight
For those my heroes who suddenly died.
I'll yield to the pleasure to look in the eyes
Of those heartbreakers who told me sweet lies.
It seems I am cruel, but wouldn't you be
If only you knew what it's like to be me?
My heart has been pierced by a sharp poisoned thorn,
My life's been at stake since the day I was born.
..........
But I'm getting stronger, I'm fully alive,
No matter what happens, I'm bond to survive.
Categories:
heartbreakers, emotions, life, loneliness, lonely,
Form:
Rhyme
HURT HEART
Hurt heart hastened home
Hunting hope housed humbly
Hollow holiness has hurt heart
Has humans heart has holes?
Humiliated heavy heart harves hardship
Help harmonise harmless hearts.
Hurt heart hastened home
Hanging helplessly hand-made hope
Handcuff heartbreakers handbooks
Head home, hand hold halting heart
Has human's heart half hollow?
Hale heart hopes honestly
Have habit habitual heart?
Hurt hair-cut heart haggardly.
Categories:
heartbreakers, africa, art, betrayal,
Form:
Alliteration
Somewhere a heart is breaking
as a young girl is left all alone.
Friends call round to comfort her
as she sits there by the phone.
She’s waiting there for him
in the hope that its not goodbye.
But he’s not coming home again
he's leaving her there to cry.
He made the sun shine in her heart
making each day feel fresh and new.
But a cold wind has blown over her
and now grey clouds cover the blue.
Sometimes the guys out there
make me ashamed to be a man.
Breaking those young girls hearts
then running as fast as they can.
Categories:
heartbreakers, lost love
Form:
Rhyme
Can you hear the soul of it, the silky sound that haunts your mind?
And takes you to a film noir with words that cry of pining hearts?…
Of love betrayed, or kisses spurned, returning to a shaded past
Notes that echo through the night, with salty tears that will not hide
The sultry voice that sings the blues will walk you through the foggy mist
And break your heart with bitterness
Somewhere, there’s a lonely song, about the man who got away
She drinks the words as if alone, dressed in satin, red lips croon
Who does she sing to? Who are those strangers in the room?
The scent of whiskey in the gloom, they drink it straight, in black and gray
The music fills the void with tunes, it rises above the grim despair
It mingles with the nicotine, that circles in the midnight air
Somewhere is a saxophone, and a sobbing clarinet
She’s tearing words from limb to limb
The room is dim…but it’s not for them
The smokey sounds that fill the air
Shots of whiskey....another pair
Heads held low, hidden faces
A place where troubled souls
Find words in old songs
To tell their stories
About deep sorrows
About deep regret
Doesn't matter if anyone is listening
It's just enough to have them sung
Even long after the tears had dried
After they leave this place
All alone in some lonely space
Haunting melody inside a pounding head
Someone still cries
The blues in the night
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In Honor of Michael Falotico's Contest "A Cry Still Heard"
Categories:
heartbreakers, musicwords, cry, lonely,
Form:
Free verse
I must have seen your face a thousand times
each time making me yearn even more;
my heart feels the warmth, oh! how sublime
taking my attention from the ravages of war.
I love the way you wriggle your shoulders
but makes me jealous when you flirt with him;
still i long for your company, oh! heartbreakers
though the chances of meeting is so, so slim.
My focus on thee, my sweet, sweet K
quenches the flames of this ravaged heart;
despite wounds and broken bones, i am ok
just a wink from thee tears my soul apart.
Your sweet eyes gives me mileage to last
the hours that pass seem ever so fleeting;
as a mother who coddles her child thus fast
so your company is desired and most revealing.
Your presence in mind's lull catches my breath
i forget for a moment that i'm driving my car;
as my soul yearns for love's mad dash
i smile as i think of you from afar.
Though the spirit of error intends to spoil
my happiness thus remains steadfast in love;
though the evil doth make my love-blood boil
the vision of you, gives wing to doves.
So, i'll keep pining for you, dearest Ms K
i thank you for the love that still persists;
to carry me on this journey's fray
i'll walk alone now, but not in defeat.
Even moments of love bursts in my thoughts
ne'er to fail me, i embody joy;
till the next time, my heart is wrought
your stunning looks rivalling the Helen of Troy.
Categories:
heartbreakers, beauty,
Form:
Rhyme
Whose worse?
A cheater or a wife beater?
I ask this because alot of girls would choose one of these two
When there is a third choice clearly in her view
But back to the question... Whose worse?
A cheater breaks your heart
A wife beater might literally " break your heart"
The cheater has you share him
The wife beater has you fear him
They both apologize in the end
But go back to their habits again
Both use different forms of persuasion
Whether its excuses, sweet talking, or facial inflation
Both say your one they love
But both will hurt you then give you a kiss and a hug
So you accept the good, ignore the bad
And ignored the great guy you could have had
So you ended up choosing one of these guys even though you could see
That all this time you could've had me
But it's ok, you were just unlucky, you flipped a bad coin toss
Cause in my perspective it's your loss
Categories:
heartbreakers, lost love, wife, perspective,
Form:
Rhyme
Friends are givers not takers.
They are menders not heartbreakers.
Lending a hand in times of need,
helping do a timeless deed.
Standing by with arms wide open,
by your side wishing and hoping.
Never once will they turn you away,
but by your side a friend will stay.
Categories:
heartbreakers, friendship,
Form:
The ocean is my palace
As I swim through the water
Slow movement
And waves
Under in my castle
I hear silence
While above, cries,
Heartbreakers,
Lovers breaking up,
Confusion,
But in my castle,
Love lasts forever,
Quiet,
Only sounds that you want to hear,
As I dance through the water,
I float, and I drift,
In slow motion,
Peacefulness,
My castle,
Is perfect.
Categories:
heartbreakers, fantasy
Form: