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  • 5 Heartbreaking Sad Poems About Love

    5 Heartbreaking Sad Poems About Love

    Heartbreak Can Bring Out the Worst Pain

    Below are 5 sad poems on loss and heartache. This may bring a tear to your eye if you have ever been through a similar situation, but the lines are beautiful and emotionally touching.

    Let us know which one is your favourite!

     

    1.

    Don’t Drink and Drive

    by Kayla

    Near the door
    he paused to stand
    as he took his classring
    off her hand
    and all who were watching
    did not speak
    as a slient tear
    ran down his cheek
    and through his mind
    the memories ran
    of the moments
    they walked and ran
    on the sand hand in hand
    but now her eyes were so terribly cold
    for he would again
    never have her to hold
    they watched in silent
    as he bent near
    and whispered the words
    “i love you” in her ear
    he stepped back and started to cry
    as he put on his ring and wanted to die
    just then the wind began to blow
    as they lowered her casket
    into the snow
    this is what happens to men alive
    when friends let friends
    Drink and Drive!

     

     

     

    2.

    My Broken Heart

    by A. Aloysius Shorter

    A broken heart is what I feel
    It leads to flowing tears
    The sorrow from this loneliness
    Gives way to deeper fears
    I hurt inside from losing you
    I’m often asking why?
    How could this end so suddenly?
    I feel like I could die
    It wasn’t very long ago
    That you and I embraced
    It feels like only yesterday
    And now my soul’s displaced
    I’m trying to find a peaceful thought
    Where you and I were strong
    But in the absence of your love
    My happiness has gone
    For all the times we’ve laughed, we’ve hugged
    And all the times we’ve kissed
    For all the times we’ve made sweet love
    Your touch is what I’ve missed
    I truly hope there comes a day
    When love will reunite
    I’ll wipe away these lonely tears
    I cry throughout the night

     

     

    3.

    You hurt i cry

    by nicky joyce

    You broke my heart
    What am i to say
    Didn’t you think
    Before you threw us away
    Why did you do it
    Was i not enough
    Did you think the pain wouldn’t hurt me
    Didn’t you think you would lose my trust
    Why did you hurt me
    And then hurt me more
    Why do you think its sorted
    And brush the probs under the door
    Why cant you see
    I`ve changed so much
    Not that i like it
    But i had to get tough
    This anger that eats me so
    Drives me mad but i cant let it go
    I cry and scream
    But there not heard
    Want to run away
    Never be found
    But thats not right
    Nor would i be mean
    I just want to find peace
    Not sorrow no more for me
    No more pain please
    I cant hack it you see
    Cause one day
    It will end me
    I’m not punishing myself
    Nor punishing you
    But i just cant take it
    I`m black and blue.

     

     

    4.

    tell me. .

    by faye aNgeLica

    so tell me you hate me
    and that you don’t care
    so tell me you never did
    that it was all a dare

    so tell me you hate me
    that it wasn’t true
    so tell me you’re innocent
    that you thought I knew

    so tell me you hate me
    that we never were
    so tell me you don’t love me
    that you have always loved her

    so tell me you hate me
    that you want me to hate you
    so tell me to leave now
    and forget about you too:

    so tell me you hate me
    that I was never good enough
    so tell me to get a life
    that I need to stand and be tough

    so tell me you hate me
    i tell you that too
    so tell me you hate me
    despite what I say, I still love you:

     

     

     

    5.

    Without you

    by Raymond Borkowski

     

    Without you
    The days are nice
    The sun shines bright
    But there is no light without you

    Flowers bloom
    Leaves grow on trees
    But there is no color without you

    Birds sing
    Rivers run
    But there is no sound without you

    People laugh
    Children play
    But all is sad without you

    Time goes on
    Day turns to night
    But life stands still without you

    People meet
    Hopes expressed
    But there are no feelings without you

    Adventures lived
    Experience gained
    But there is no meaning without you

    Work is done
    Time’s put in
    But there is no value without you

    Prayers are said
    God is begged
    But still I am without you

    When all is said
    This life I dread
    Every day without you

     

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  • Read “The Cinnamon Peeler”

    Read “The Cinnamon Peeler”

    One of The Most Beautiful Poems by Michael Ondaatji

    If I were a cinnamon peeler
    I would ride your bed
    And leave the yellow bark dust
    On your pillow.

    Your breasts and shoulders would reek
    You could never walk through markets
    without the profession of my fingers
    floating over you. The blind would
    stumble certain of whom they approached
    though you might bathe
    under rain gutters, monsoon.

    Here on the upper thigh
    at this smooth pasture
    neighbour to you hair
    or the crease
    that cuts your back. This ankle.
    You will be known among strangers
    as the cinnamon peeler’s wife.

    I could hardly glance at you
    before marriage
    never touch you
    –your keen nosed mother, your rough brothers.
    I buried my hands
    in saffron, disguised them
    over smoking tar,
    helped the honey gatherers…

    When we swam once
    I touched you in the water
    and our bodies remained free,
    you could hold me and be blind of smell.
    you climbed the bank and said

    this is how you touch other women
    the grass cutter’s wife, the lime burner’s daughter.
    And you searched your arms
    for the missing perfume

    and knew

    what good is it
    to be the lime burner’s daughter
    left with no trace
    as if not spoken to in the act of love
    as if wounded without the pleasure of a scar.

    You touched
    your belly to my hands
    in the dry air and said
    I am the cinnamon
    Peeler’s wife. Smell me.

     

    Take a look at Miachel Ondaatji reading The Cinnamon Peeler to a group of avid listeners.

    The way he reads really brings the poem to life. You can almost see the images flash in your brain and smell the cinnamon permeating the air as the poem draws to an end.

    It’s a completely different experience when an author reads their own work. They don’t always pause when you pause or have the same rhythm in their voice as they dance over the words.

    It’s a whole different experience.

    Check it out!

  • 7 Cheesy Lies of Poetry You Secretly Want Them To Use

    7 Cheesy Lies of Poetry You Secretly Want Them To Use

    Would You Give This To Someone You Loved?

    Poetry is a beautiful way to express how you feel. But at the same time it is not something we usually advertise. Well at least not me. In today’s culture it’s flowers, chocolate, or gifts that express our affection, a far cry from the past where music and words penned on paper were the norm.

    We can write poetry ourselves and we can read it, but one of the most beautiful moments is when we give or receive it.

    Here are some cheesey lines of poetry some of us wouldn’t mind getting.

     

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    POT11

     

    2. ” When he wanted to take her picture, he didn’t tell to smile, but told her, “I love you” and her smile was more beautiful.”

     

    3.

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    4. “Sometimes you can’t explain what you see in a person. It’s just a way they can take you to a place where no one else can.”

     

    5. “Seduce my mind and you can have my body, find my soul and I’m yours forever.”

     

    6.

    POT3

     

     

    7. She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. She is beautiful.

    ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald

     

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  • (VIDEO) To the Boys Who May One Day Date My Daughter

    (VIDEO) To the Boys Who May One Day Date My Daughter

    A Father Makes His Threat Pretty Clear!

    This is a great poem that every parent should watch and every guy about to date a girl for the first time! It’s funny, it’s sweet and I don’t think it’s meant to be taken entirely too seriously.

    In this clip, the tattooed, scowling writer recites, “To the boys who may one day date my daughter: I have been waiting for you. Since before her birth, since before my spark* took hold and ignited the fire in her mother’s belly, I have been training to kill you.”

    The message later became a moving tribute to the unbreakable love he has for his daughter and the general awe he feels about raising a human being.

    It’s the universal message of a father’s love for his daughter that has caused the video of his presentation at the 2014 College Unions Poetry Slam Invitational last month to go viral.

  • (VIDEO) I Will Wait For You

    (VIDEO) I Will Wait For You

    Would You Wait For The One?

    It’s not unusual to reassess the relationships we are in and realise we deserve something more, something … better.

    Poet Janette…ikz shares a beautiful piece on waiting. She starts of in a humorous way, talking about dating the wrong guy, then blows my mind.

    Interjecting references from the bible to hone in on what we should be really waiting for, Janette…ikz creates a masterpiece of poetry that I have rarely seen.

    Emotional and breathtaking!

    “Ready to sell my aorta for a quarter, not knowing the value of its use to me.
    Arteries so clogged with my will, it blocked His will from flowing through me.”

  • (VIDEO) Kanye West at a Poetry Slam

    (VIDEO) Kanye West at a Poetry Slam

    Kanye and Bittersweet Poetry

    So, I’m not a big fan of Kanye West, in the sense that I don’t listen to much (or any) of his music except for ‘Gold digger’. In saying that, I must admit I was pleasantly surprised with his performance at this Poetry Slam.

    It started off with a typical Kanye West style with his haters and him making history etc etc … then he moved into his poem ‘Bittersweet’. He executes this poem with skill and a fair amount of emotion.

    This poem is about the pleasure and pain of being in a relationship, which I’m sure we can all relate to..

    “And I always thought that you havin my child was our destiny
    But I can’t even vibe wit you sexually
    Cause every time that I try you will question me
    Say “you ****in them girls, disrespecting me?
    You don’t see how your lies are affecting me? ”

    Check it out!

     

  • (VIDEO) How to Succeed in Heartbreak

    (VIDEO) How to Succeed in Heartbreak

    A Heartbreakingly Great Poem!

    Victoria Morgan gives us a wonderfully funny and achingly true poem on heartbreak.

    Most of us can relate to the turmoil that the end of a relationship can bring. It’s not pretty and it can twist us up in knots and leave us bruised, beaten and sore. Victoria cleverly illustrates these turbulent emotions by alternating between humour and vulnerability. This gives her more serious tones a clear and beautiful emphasis.

    “Do not pick yourself up, do not be okay, because heartbreak is not about being okay, it is about remembering you were okay before.”

    Check out her beautiful video here.