Funny Heartbroken Poems | Examples
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Hell is now totally empty,
Since Satan relocated to your heart;
His angels in you are plenty —
Our once-blossoming love they've torn apart.
His voice in you speaks violence,
Courting hatred and spite instead of love;
Abhorrent of our quietness,
So peace and happiness it strives to shove.
My presence now stinks like the trash,
Your words burn fierce like tongues forged in hell fire,
They scorch with vigour in a flash,
While you pile up your venoms, never tire.
Satan crawls like a snake in you,
He controls your temper and stains your tongue;
though you're blind to what I go through,
Still, I will love you till breath leaves my lungs.
"I want to die in your bed
With bittersweet memories,
And a drunken head.
Never want to be alone,
Not for a single moment.
I am scared, scared of the ghost -
That lonely soul in the white garment.
Funny, nowadays I'm feeling lonely too
Maybe that ghost is a mirage of mine,
BOO!
Now, why are you going away,
Leaving me, creating this wound?
Don't you know I can't run after you,
I'm an ancient tree -
A lonely sentinel, deeply soil-bound!
Okay then, let's accept it as my fate
Watching alone this never-ending night,
Dying alone, no resurrection -
This realisation and the sudden fright."
My Dear Emmy,
I'm in deep Envy
Were you born to be infallible to
belittle me?
your art deco with shiny trophies,
the boy you got is exactly how I dreamt mine should be.
you're the superstar, posted up on my phone
My dear Emmy, you're Sweet, religious and so funny,
But Did it justify that my mother loving you more than me?
Oh,
I try , I try, I try
my best to repress it, I block these voices inside me,
But it's just how they could
cherish your existence and sighed down at mine???
oh
I cry, I cry, I cry
My dear Emmy, you looks like an angel when you worship,
all the hymns sings out along you,
whatever you do is incredible,
All the stars in my town shines for you,
All this is glorious
untill it overshadowed my pride my spirits
and it feels so tragic.
Standing beside you feels like
My Dear Emmy, you
got my heart bleeding blue
I don't wanna be you
I don't wanna be you
Too ethereal to be true,
I'm fine with my mess ,my chaos ,my
art,
An Anguish babe with Dreams, Magazines and Podcasts.
I don't wanna be you
I don't wanna be you
I don't wanna be you,
Too perfect to be to true.
Waited patiently in lines to cast the vote
The turnout was expected; patience was tested
Uneasiness, hungry, and tired enough to be tempted
To leave the line, but frustration heavy in tote
Some feel it was not a honest fair win
Ballots were burned prior to election
Should there been more ballot protection
Oh well, candidate chosen with a jovial grin
Just pray this candidate is honest and true
A lot of talk of what is needed in this nation
Many voters are celebrating with elation
Some voters will continue to be sad and blue
Everybody will not be happy no matter the circumstance
Its the fate of the political experience for voters
Both parties campaign hard with ads and funny posters
Switch. Different party, its like the nation qualify for a refinance.
It’s funny how love works sometimes
one minute
you’re both strangers
the next
you’re in love
with a man
whom you can never have
he proposes
to every girl
any girl
besides you
even though
he never paid to take up space
in your brain
or your heart
and he leads you on
until
he doesn’t.
and you’re wishing you’d done something
said something
but you did do something
you loved him
I did tell you before
About all the things that made me cry
and made my heart sore.
I remember begging you to never lie
as lies had torn me apart in the past.
Your assurance seemed so true
I just never knew it wouldn’t last.
and you never gave out any clue.
Or maybe because I betrayed myself
and chose to believe you.
Just like a new book pilled on a shelf
I allowed you to use me, too.
You enjoyed turning me all over
Forgetting how relieved I was when you took me
and swore to give a hand only to give me a cold shoulder.
Your “I love you” texts made me feel appreciated
Little did I know, I wasn’t the only one receiving them.
When I was smiling over your text
Someone else was smiling for them also.
I’ve seen people go through this ‘falso’.
I did not think I was next.
That’s funny right? Now everything’s complicated,
I should’ve know that loving is a cherem.
Cherem- something given over to the lord or under a ban
Falso- Spanish word translating to false or fake in English.
He wandered through his days with pockets empty, bare,
His heart full of hope, but weighed down by despair.
He stole from those he loved, their cherished things to sell,
Hoping that his dreams would somehow turn out well.
Desperation led him down a darker, risky path,
From shops and clubs he took, escaping from his wrath.
His soul was lost in shadows, seeking gold to give,
Yet he still clung to the hope that she might truly live.
One night he tried his luck within a bank so cold,
Thinking wealth would win her heart and break his troubles' hold.
But fate had other plans, a bullet cut him down,
His life was lost in vain, his dreams laid cold and brown.
In the same cruel week, she found another's arms,
As if he’d never been, erased without alarms.
His hopes were buried deep, his love now far away,
While she moved on with a smile, his story left to fray.
Now shadows hold his form, a price too steep to pay,
His love turned to ashes, lost and swept away.
And she goes on with joy, without a single care,
While he remains a ghost, in darkness unaware.
Every second I breathe
I adore you
You bought me to my soul's core
I wanna know more about you
Idk how and what to do
This dream in my head
I hope it's new truth
Where I'm there with you
But it's my dream
It will barely come true
Stay in my life even if In dreams
Cause you're the best creation
Yeah that's you forever you
If I sing songs lined with honey
Will you let me be your bunny?
Let my hands make your heart flush
Our loose lips lock and don't rush
My love will make your eyes runny
People are dying everyday
There is a war on ukraine
A genocide in the middle east
A grandma died her dog died too
No one knew in 6 months it was on the news
And children are trafficked, killed by goons
Some are assaulted raped then discarded
My girlfriend left if feels bad too
but what kills me everyday
Is my dog will die one day too
Love is a gambler’s game
Either way it goes,
You’ll never be the same
I gambled half my pot
And sent out my greatest ship
But unlike what I thought,
Cards of hearts were never flipped
Soon I’m down to metal
But I'll win it just you wait!
I'll get a fortune settle
Maybe she’s just late…
I gambled with nothing left
But gave up my addiction
I found my heart in debt
Afar from my prediction
What a hunch!
‘Love can double money’
Now I’ve loved too much…?
Now isn’t that just funny!
The sun hides behind the rippling wave-like clouds
The wind slinks like a hungry cat
quiet and soft not bending my red zinnias
heart shaped flowers in my front yard
And the day is an icecube in summer.
I sit in my grey adirondack chair
Intrusive doleful thoughts hang around in my head
My face is of a lonely puppy in rain
Lowered lip conners
Drooping eyelids
Like a priest gazing at a widow
I look.
For her memories linger in my head
Like a turquoise forgotten sea between tall mountains
I lay silent with no waves
But amidst the pounding memories, there is one I remember and my lips widen,
At the sea..
When wind was angry and strong making your blue short dress wiggle
You held sea shells in your soft palms
and called my name with equanimity
While smiling , your face was flowers in autumn.
Your absurd departure left a million questions
Was I not what you had hoped for?
Did I not make myself deserve you?,and more
Funny how birds still chirp on my neighbors roof
But I nolonger see the rising of the sun on the same
I thought I was the man who could make time not fly by
You left me an ocean of worries, love.
Troy writes.
I am surely not after money
Like a bee after sweet honey
This World is to me funny
Here riches make life sunny
For money all are deeply craving
And so are very crookedly behaving
For ten generations are just saving
Poor man's chances, they are shaving
They spend money like a lunatic
And are thinking like an eccentric
Currency notes make them ecstatic
They appear to me damn pathetic
They squander money on luxury
Care not for those in penury
They are always in a hurry
For them I feel greatly sorry
Father and mother will be hungry
Toward them, they will be angry
To feed parents, they won't agree
Their hearts are shabbily ugly
They will lead a lavish life-style
To none, kind words, they will mail
To show generosity, they will fail
From devil greed, they will ail.
No pen for a pocket
No purpose with a pull
No left with a reason
No right with a rule
No lessons on Tuesday
No Wednesday at home
No makes for the model
No data on the phone
No recess like play tag
No fair with a wheel
No loving in a leaving
No steady for a deal
No next with rear view
No backseat like here
No address at Taylor rd.
No love seat like dear
No easy with an answer
No always with a true
No echoes at here that
No misses there but you
HEARTBREAKS:
Drowning in grief,
The ocean that tears beloveds apart.
Where promises are stolen from the eave,
By the thief who cometh busily from afar.
And it feels the end was without beginning,
Whiles the beginning ends without perceiving.
The hurt then shrinks the heart,
Causing its cells to fall flat.
The eyes throws away the beauties.
The mouth brings out the mysteries.
Disappointment then cancels the journey,
In a way seeming so funny.
Whereby love birds deserts crony.
And the disappointed individual's road becomes lonely.