Time heals all wounds, they say, but heartbreak is a wound deeper than most. Emotions can range from profound sadness to intense anger to utter emptiness in the course of a single day, which is exhausting. Having to face the person you loved at school or elsewhere can be excruciating and draining. Crying yourself to sleep might even become part of your daily routine. Most of the time, it seems impossible to find the strength to just let go and move on.
The Poet’s Revolt: A Brief Guide to the Prose Poem
How to Write Romantic Short Poems | Poems from the Heart
I have noticed a trend in my assigned reading. The theme of my English class is love—I chose this theme because at the very least, year-olds care about sex and death. The students usually notice this about three weeks into the semester. They joke, but inevitably, each student finds that at least one of these heartbreak poems resonates with them. I hope that among this selection, you find something. This is one of the most resonant heartbreak poems that I have ever read.
Waka: Poetic Forms
Like a cold stream flowing silently without any sense of direction, a heartbreak tends to inflict a state of depression that is painted with hopelessness. Even the people with the strongest wills are often susceptible to this. What truly matters is how you choose to handle the heartache. We share in your pain and understand what you are going through.
Bandages covered the inmate of the serpent Barbed wires piercing into the rotten flesh Blood poured in heaps as it soaked through He stood still among the slithering creatures Fear was far gone yet his desire coursed He felt fangs fix themselves in his mouth The hisses told him that his transformation Would be completed when he died but His rising as the king would bid him freedom If he were to give in and eat human flesh His lips quivered in the fiery famine As the wires cut his skin into scales Upon removal of the bandages he decided That the throne awaited his beastly arrival He clung to the wires, letting the blood drip As he hissed in the sounds of his brothers His reptile hands tightened around the girl With glowing yellow eyes he came close Fangs filled with venom bit into the neck And thus was the great Serpent King rebirth. Written for a contest. Not sure why I thought of serpents but when I look at the prompt picture, it just shows so much suffering, which makes me think of snakes for some reason.