Break Up Poems | Examples of Break Up Poetry

I drown myself in tasks, pour coffee five times a day, so even in those brief seconds, my hands are not idle, my mind not still. I raise the music to a scream, to drown the voice that gnaws, the voice that sounds like you. I write and write and write, so I do not reach for you, so my fingers find ink instead...

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What More Can Be Taken I came from a house where love never stayed, Where fists did the talking and kindness decayed. Where silence was safer than saying a word, And a child’s small heartbreak was never once heard. I ran to the bottle, to smoke and to fire, Chased numbness like peace, sank deep in the vile. Got locked in a...

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Misty clouds fill my eyes, After you stabbed my heart, With a blade forged in hate. Pain oozes out like blood, But neither red nor caked – Yet it outlives all thought. Contest Name:Some Kind Of Misty Poetry Contest Contest Sponsor: Nette Onclaud Date: July 5th, 2025. ...

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#All_I_want The ticking on my wrist, start to show my age, and what could have been, some memories worth dumped by the roadside. Time is of no essence to me now. Been pondering, even these walls starts suffocating me. Been counting, with these fingers of mine, they too can't comprehend my outstanding life expectations. Someone ...

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I want to see him as someone who did me wrong... in order to let him go. I want to no longer love him at all and just see his true colours as brightly as they show. Put up a wall, draw a line in the sand. Let go of his hand. And see him...

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Get too close and i tend to push away Come real close and ill be prayin that you stay ion fk with these hos from them i breakaway my phone look like a funeral all these dead bod-ays contact name the tombstone revisit text like a grave walk thru the cemetery alone wish some of them stayed where they are is unknown some of them...

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I wonder how it truly feels to be loved. Is it like the minutes before the sun rises, when it begins to shine so bright, and you feel its warmth on your skin Like moments you miss the most, filled with the nostalgia of what once had been. Like a scent of flowers leaving its own light, longing...

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The Wardrobe I opened the wardrobe door There they hang, suits and trousers worn so long, looking pale copies of my figure This can't go on, in a fit of self-anger I gave my old clothes to the Salvation Army Too much textile is a burden In a suitable shop, I bought a pair of jeans and a...

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Row, row, row your boat Violently through the river Up creek without a paddle There is nothing left to give her Row, row, row your boat Crashing into the shore Choking on all the sea foam The venom of The Whore Row, row, row...

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I cannot stop loving you And I do not know why It seems that every other day You break my heart and I cry All that I have ever wanted Is to love you and only you Now it seems that won't happen Tell me what am I supposed to do My heart longs for...

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On that day, the heavens split in silence, and from the void descended a clock, not of metal, not of clay, but of time’s very flesh, beating between us like a heart slowly fading. I looked upon it without fear, because I knew; endings do not arrive with cries, but with a silence that weighs heavier than any unspoken word. You were fire, and I, merely a candle burning. I...

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**The Wicket-Keeper** Today, I learned that a lover I once cherished has passed away. Just yesterday, he was alive, and I never imagined I would feel this way about him. It’s strange how I rarely think about the rain unless it floods my drains, my driveway, or my beloved rose garden, or dampens my happy mood....

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I am not letting you rent a space inside my head. No, you are not living here no more. Stop running up and down in my head. You trampled my heart, step on it. Now you're coming in and out, up and down in my head. Leave me alone, I am good on my own. I want to...

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I'm totally exhausted, wondering if life is a car exhaust. Maybe I'm just smoke in motion, burning dreams for fuel I can't afford. Or I might be just a windscreen, only of use when it rains. People look through me, but never pause to see the stains. Often ignored, like tires only checked on once I'm worn out— still I keep rolling. Even gravel can’t convince me...

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The problem is you never loved me But I loved you I understand It’s my heart I can trust Broken? yes I am Will I walk strong again ? Yes I will Not today , not even tomorrow but one day. One day I will walk strong again. I promise you It’s not today , I am still...

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