Brokenhearted Poems

Brokenhearted Memory

You are a memory
A reminder of a time that once meant something to me
When it all ended, I thought I would be okay, but this time was different
The pain creeped into my heart in an instant

Wanted to rip the beating organ out of my body
While crying to myself and whispering that I was sorry
I was

Path of the brokenhearted at Christmas

(A lone voice whispers)

I can still remember
The sad day she said

She didn’t love me anymore

As she threw away my wedding ring in the pond and walked

Right outa our door
That was ten years ago or more

At Christmas 
In 2000 and four

I still see her on the streets
But no matter how fast my heart beats

I can still

A rose for the brokenhearted

Gave you my heart and hoped you could save it, Always giving bits and pieces of myself to someone who doesn't care, and it ain't fair.
Always expecting the most
From someone who isn't there.
But that's life, and I know
It takes more than once to get it right.
At the moment, it feels like I'm losing this fight.
Empty

Yet Brokenhearted

Some say Love is everything

Some say love is nothing

Of course, if one has never been loved,
never felt such warmth from another;
absent the caring nearness of a  dear
mother, father, sister or pal-of-a-brother

not been taught by nurturing family

but, in fact – of love deprived

then, before lived, 
         

Brokenhearted

"We were 
strange in love, 
her and I. 
Too wild to last,
too rare to die." 
                          - Atticus
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She left me brokenhearted
When we parted
She loves no more
She left me lone and

Brokenhearted

My heart was stolen by your bright, clear eyes
Sleek fur, silky smooth, soft under my hand
when you were killed I was so traumatized
Had you only obeyed my last command?

Was a perfect day in garden enjoyed
Watering the lawn you scampered around
High summer sun a memory so spoiled
By end of the day you were underground.

Ocean was calling

Brokenhearted

The shattering of a heart when being broken is the loudest quiet ever ~ Carroll Bryant

Once, as a toddler, first uncovering
the miracle of tottering
upon my own two legs, feet
eager and anxious – 
I stumbled – then, I was
brokenhearted

Once, as a child, pleading
For my first horseback ride,
There was a mixture of fear
And, then tears, when
I fell

Brokenhearted

Heart! My consciousness! My compassion! My reality!
Broken by grief, stress, strain, wrath, and pain; now fails to be free!
From that fatal moment, we lost our melodic rhythm,
I have lost my Physique-psyche coherence and lissome...!

Equilibrium like scattered feathers of a dead bird,
Flows with winds and storms of emotions; now seen so blurred;
Intimacy with you, my love,

Brokenhearted Dinner Thought

i have no brain
when it comes to you
i simply go crazy,
and it carries me through
the sun, the moon, and the stars
are just not as bright without you
not a day goes by that i do not think about you
now my brain is dead confetti
mixed with bloody vomit along with some ten year old parmesan spaghetti
i have

Brokenhearted Afterthought In An Abandoned Park

the park is abandoned
my heart is abandoned
our fresh start is abandoned
i take an honest picture of myself
i never treated you the best
i never treated myself the best
everyday i failed the test
i admit that i do not deserve her
she found herself a man and left this uneducated boy behind
i am proud of her and i congratulate

Brokenhearted

gray hair   tear fill eyes 
no reason for existence 
wilted petals fall

Cold Night

the hussle of leaves and wispers of my tears
the chirp of birds are prayers to stop the fears
as the moon peep to see my teary eye
it will smile to let me stop to cry

But how could the cold 
can pamper my feelings?
when i feel the savage hurt
that keeps my soul burning!

I am dying in pain
I

Being Strong Is Hard

Anytime you ask me; 
           "How are you?", 
And I replied saying "I am fine". 
  Believe me, my face can tell
          the greatest lies, 
My skin can hide the deepest scars. 
  

Brokenhearted Blue

I took my Cobalt,
And mixed with Ultramarine,
To lay in this painting,
The color of this love.

Setting the mood in this piece,
This color so cold and real,
Here on my canvas,
The color of my tears.

Once sunlit bright,
Now somewhere between Midnight and Navy,
Since you have been gone,
The color inside me.

Brokenhearted Sunsets

It's never anything big, just a nagging defeat
Of wanting to be exclusive in your ambit,
For in your eyes, I see an opportune disguise
Living as a friend of genuine vibes gone awry.

It was the zealous-moon you adored with glee
When romantic vibes you scripted about me,
Fussing about moon-spot of slight imperfection
Looking at my face, hinting coy comparison.

When

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