Short Sadheart Poems
Short Sadheart Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Sadheart by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Sadheart by length and keyword.
So says the heart that‘s lonely, “I wish he were my own.”
So says the heart in love, “He is mine, and I’m not alone.”
So says the heart that’s hurting…nothing. It weeps.
Desperation weeps from a heart once loved
by hands blessed by god, by hands so tender,
a heart believed they were safe, only to be hurt
at the end asking itself, "why?"
Form:
If I entrust my heart to you,
You must handle it tenderly.
It needs another heart that's true,
Not one that will treat it casually
But one that can love eternally.
My Heart Is
Stained and the color is pain
My Heart Is
Shattered and to you it never mattered
My Heart Is
Searching and it never discovers
My Heart Is
Aching and it never recovers
Form:
This key, how it laughs!- how it taunts!
how it shows proof of a heart to unlock.
Yet with every atempt it leaps from my grasp,
And plays a cruel game of hide and seek.
A game from which mine heart wanes.
Now i find the key..
Only to hear the cruel laughter once more.
When your away, I'm so alone,
When you are gone, my heart turns stone.
I hate the lack of your embrace,
The fact that I can't see your face.
I swear I love you, far too much,
I'm so addicted to your touch.
I love you Jacob, always will,
I'll love you till my heart stands still.
You are sleeping in my heart on a feathered bed
With your eyes closed and seeing with mine
With your silent heart beating with mine
With your soft breath, breathing with mine
Hand in hand
Eyes in eyes
Lips on lips
You totally sink in me
This world cannot recognize you
But you are still alive in me
Form:
On the table
The candle sputters
Flame flickers
Almost guttering
But does not die
At the table
A heart yearns
Tears form
As hope fades
She cries inside
At the table
A rhetorically thought
He’s not coming
How cruel
She dies inside
At home
Her heart aches
Her spirit breaks
She drains the glass
And she dies
Form:
Don't want to love someone who makes
my heart cry, a love that has slipped away in the night.
Holding my pillow close to me, trying to catch my breath
and keep me from dying.
I needed you and wanted you, giving you my love came easily,
But now my heart has to let you go.
will I be able to love again, my heart doesn't know.
Form:
My foolish heart never learns
The pain it feels it didn’t earn
Why is it so difficult to comprehend?
Unconditional giving and loving don’t exist
Yet my devotion and loyalty will persist
I will fight back the cruel hands of fate
And its scorching chains I will abate
My loving heart will never learn
The agony it feels it didn’t earn
On that cold night
my heart did sink,
I was the only one standing weak.
my heart went flip-flop, flip-flop
while he spoke,
that was the end of you and me.
He said, "I wasn't good enough."
I asked, "why?"
He said, "'cause you're a liar,"
my heart died.
3 years of my life
I dedicated to him.
On our wedding day
he did this sin.
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Form:
My heart is breaking piece by piece
a little every day.
I bury each and every shard
so that in the dark they lay.
The pieces cut like broken glass
a mirror that's been shattered
no longer there to reflect my soul
but severs what once mattered.
I wish that I could resurrect
this heart with pieces lost
and put it back once more together
then forgive what it has cost.
You've got to be kidding me
I thought that this would set me free
But I find I'm only well
Deeper entangled in your spell
I should have know I can't escape
Your hold on me is just to great
Your claws dug are dug in deep
Holding my heart with metal hooks
Stealing all my hopeful looks
You won my heart through trickery
So never yours will it truly be
Though also never will it be free
My heart overtakes me
Sadness covers my eyes so I cannot see
My heart desires to be free
My heart overtakes me
Loneliness and I sit under the weeping willow tree
My heart has sorrows deeper than the sea
My heart over takes me
Brokenhearted load too heavy to carry
My heart suffocating this is scary
My heart over takes me
Sacrifice screams frantically
My heart, my heart let me be…
A woman cannot control her heart,
Who she loves can tear her apart,
without a clue of what he does,
when he's a rebel without a cause.
I've roped myself a hurricane,
His heart the only thing I've tamed,
And off to prison once again,
My crying heart goes off with him.
The pain I feel as he goes away,
Will bide with me throughout my days,
My nights in lonely solitude,
As I pray to the Lord I'll make it through.
Form:
We walked a while
To gather our thoughts
Our relationship
Has gathered noughts
My fragile heart says
He was the one for me
But its, the where have you been
His quizzing first degree
His jealousy took over
The good times that we had
As he walks away
My heart feels glad
But will i know in the morning
With these second thoughts
Our relationship
Were they all actually noughts
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Did you forget that i was even alive
Did you forget that i was real
Did you forget that we were in love
Did you forget that I was the one for you
Did you forget that you had stolen my heart and walked away with it
Didid you forget that you kept my soul and heart from being one
Did you forget how we met
Did you forget you cared about me
Did you forget that you asked me out
Did you forget my name
Did you forget how I look
Did you forget about me?
Form:
My Heart Is But A Garden
My heart is but a garden
where the seeds of anguish grow.
All of my life I've harvested the pain.
The seeds are all the hurtful words
which have been planted there.
My tears, which fall in showers, are the rain.
With diligence the gardeners
work steady at their chore.
In soil deep they plant their seeds of woe.
My garden grows more plentiful
with each season passing by
and I sadly reap the bounty that they sow.
Form:
A tale of two have gone through blue.
They sit and they cry trying to see why they failed in time.
A shortest of tales of frail and betrayal.
For these are of shame and fame, to be a second try.
Untamed feelings rip the air as the building of relationships are skewered,
By those of hatred and sorrow.
They see others in there happiness and ruin to please their heart broken souls.
This of course is wrong, to feel love for the damned and the heart broken.
Form:
My Heart Beats In Your Chest
It’s like every beat of my heart is calling out your name
And pumping you through my veins
It burns so bittersweet in the arms of another
Stealing away, to steal you away from your thief
It pains me to say, my pain turns away a new leaf
These fresh flowers bear rotten fruit from the soil still bearing your name
And I’m staring in shame
At the things I’ve allowed to grow
My love
You don’t know. You don’t know…
Form:
My heart is heavy like a cloth
Soaked with the brine of memory
Our thoughts are haunted
By the wrath
Of failed endeavors, lost bridges
Our hearts had built
To escape the clamoring tongue
Of some inner guilt
That we were not all
We should have been.
My heart is heavy like a cloth
Soaked in the swamp of history
Do not struggle in the quicksand,
Child, stand still
And call louder than a thunder
That heaven send a helping hand
Our fate is not our own.
I used to have that glitter in my eyes.
Now looking in the mirror I despise.
There was a time when my heart was once open and free.
Why did I let them take advantage of me?
I know my soul is good, caring and warm.
I once was so strong I could weather any storm.
Piece by piece my love, trust, dignity was torn.
The light in my heart has gone; a little black hole was born.
I do not have to strength to go on this way.
If I do by the casket my family will pray.
you cant help but feel to failure,
presence of nothingness fills your heart,
your subconscious mind turns into your enemy,
and the heart you stitched together has fallen back apart
your head is filled with memories, in which stab your present thought,
The smile on your face is artificial,
while the pain in your heart remains sought
stuck in this state of mind, its hard to let it go
you get high to seize the day, because on ground level,
your stuck at a low
Under the oaks where we first kissed,
And made incessant late night love.
Is shaded with memories of great times,
That my heart and soul are so proud of.
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Under the oaks where time stood still,
I held you many times in my arms.
Where light dappled in the gaps of leaves,
As I gave you, your first gold charm.
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Under the oaks marks the place,
Where you rest to the end of days.
I visit your plot with my heart on my sleeve,
Asking why God took you away.