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Azrael Always "Fickle fates heart is a tyrant"

I know this story
Two broken toys
Lives miming parody
Cruel tragedy

A girl behind glass
We can't touch our
Hearts live in the past

We could  press up
Against the pain of glass
It doesn't matter what we want
When your broken you just can't

I know how it is
Fate whispers tragedy
It can't be I want to die
Living dead presently

I see the world through glass
A world of people to see
They're mouthing words I can't hear
I scream but they can't touch me

I'm disconnected and distant
Shadow soul ghost echo
Ephermal intangible animal
Easily confused by what's real

Surviving starts this prison feeling
Crying staring at the ceiling
With every fiber of being
Longing to feel anything

I could sleep with you
Never touch soul just body
Fickle fates heart is a tyrant
One of life's little ironies

So you'll always be

The girl behind glass
Pretty snowglobe to stare at
Cold winter dream untouched
Secret hidden heart hurting enough

Find enough snowglobes
You'll learn to let go
We only have what we hold
Was it you we'll never know

But I'll remember you fondly
In your time of winter and trees most
Memories of hope I'll keep close
The last time someone touched my heart
These days I don't have many of those

Azrael Always "Yeah open up your heart baby"

I couldn't find who I am
Tell a soul
Why I'm damned
It's lost to me / lost to me

Get lost with me / lost with me
I've lost my way
Can you tell me please
Who I am today

So call me the doctor
Defrocked saint provocateur
whirlwind modern mess
All paradoxes in tension
I digress

So yeah tell me a story baby
And tell it to me true
I'll open up my veins
To all the lies / your sweet lies
That make up you

Get lost with me / lost with me
I've lost my way
Can you tell me please
Who I am today

Yeah we're all just paper lions
Roarin then cryin
Picture perfect Myriad contradictions alignin

So yeah tell me a story baby
And tell it to me true
I'll open up my veins
To all the lies / your sweet lies
That make up you

So yeah whisper your secrets baby
I'll make every one come true
Yeah open up your heart baby
You don't know what it might do

Get lost with me / are you lost to me?
I've lost my way / where are you?
Can you tell me please / oh dear please
Who I am today? / who are you?

Mike Vierra "and the road to your heart was a unpaved trail through the wildern"

The memory of you still exists in my mind,
three years, two girlfriends, and a thousand bottles later.
The way i look for your eyes in a crowd is unsettling,
searching each face as they walk by in their own quiet parallel universe
unaware of the longing for the comfort of your soft voice and gentle touch
I look for you because you still are the one,
the one who suffered with me without question and saved me when i was in need.
Salvation was in large supply.
Redemption was a certainly familiar entity.
and the road to your heart was a unpaved trail through the wilderness of time and space.
Let it be the one i stay on till the end.

A Yellow Domino "But my heart says another,"

The first time I stepped into school,
Admiring that beautiful wall of fame.
Carved in gold were so many names,
Dated back from decades ago.

Each year has a different name,
Each name part of history.
Shining bright under the light,
Too prestigious and too rare.

I told myself what if I could
See my name etched on the wall,
Nothing else can sweep it away,
Nothing else can wash it away.

But this dream of mine is dashed,
Thrown into the deepest sea,
Crushed almost for eternity,
Something I can never be.

I can't measure how much I've done,
Working so hard to get a step closer.
Each time I think I'm almost there,
I'm actually disillusioned,
I'm going nowhere.

From here I have two paths to go,
One to chase and persist on my goal,
Or I could simply accept my fate,
Give it a try,
Open my mind.
Perhaps that's where I'm meant to be.

My minds says one thing,
But my heart says another,
I hate these moments,
They're my greatest bother.

Is my life a book written my God?
Do all things happen for a reason,
Because that's how my fate was destined?
I wish I could know all the answers,
But I guess some things are secrets for our lifetime.

I wonder if I should go chase my dreams,
Be brave,
Be bold,
Be ridiculed at.

What if I grow to love my fate,
Loving,
Sharing,
Caring for others.

Is this the place that's meant for me?
I don't know the answer,
And I'll never know.

But how about the names in gold
And everything that seemed perfect to me?
To go forth and chase my dreams,
Or to just accept
My fate?

LaLuna "heart"

Tumbling down further
into the deepest parts of your
heart

Flowing through your arteries
and your veins
and your mind

Pacing through your brain
hoping and praying maybe
you will think of me

Think of me
on the loneliest nights
and the darkest days

Because I know you don't know
and I know I can't
tell you

But I love you
and I care
and I'm so sorry

LaLuna "and my heart is racing"

It's raining cats and dogs
and my heart is racing
and my mind is going to
explode soon
if I don't tell you
how much I love you
I am falling for you hard
and darling, I know it
could never be
because you are you and
I am me
and you're perfect
and I'm nothing but atoms derived
to fall in love
deeper and deeper
only for you

Kayla Marie "But not missed by the heart,"

Have you ever found a spark
In the oddest of places,
A positive mark
By some familiar faces.

Subtle and quiet
But not missed by the heart,
Such a peaceful riot
Begins to start.

LaLuna "The taste of my heart"

Sickly sweet and
disgustingly obscene
to be in love with
somebody
when you know you
really shouldn't

The taste of your lips
sugary and sweetened
but then
an underlying
taste of near-death
and fear

The taste of my heart
collapsing
and failing against
your mouth
pressing harder against
you and pulling you
close

I can taste it now
so clearly
the flavour of my
coming death and
the sting of falling
in love with
you

I can never have
you
and it was nothing
more than a candied
dream, and it can never
really be

But you tasted so alluring
and the feel of
your hands in my hair
sends shivers down
my fragile bones
and I miss that night

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Sabrina Plight "It stamps a scar on your heart that can turn to hate."

Empathy is a disease.
It's a mirror that you  always look into.
It is the situation that you are inherently bound to.
Empathy is asking for spare change on the corner of a street.

Empathy keeps you dedicated
Like a nun in it for the pearly gates.
It stamps a scar on your heart that can turn to hate.
Empathy is the cheapest coffin in the whole place.

Empathy encourages that charitable sorrow
That plagues the psyche with a bittersweet notion
Of unbearable understanding and sympathy.
Empathy is all alone, drinking wine and watching WWIII on the t. v.

Brycical "your eyes seem to scream your heart is hurtin' for something more."

Where do you go
when I look at you?
Feels like floatin through space
suffocating on life’s
little
hang-ups—

Like a starvin' artist
tryin to paint portraits on the metro.
Like a hero who’s
forgotten courage sticking their head in a lion’s mouth oh

When your mind is turnin'
your eyes seem to scream your heart is hurtin' for something more.
At least that’s what it seems to me
as I wonder  

Where do you go
when I look at you?
Feels like floatin’ through space
suffocating on life’s
little
hang-ups—

Like when you try explainin' to me
that are but we aren’t and we gotta wait and see.
Like when we’re sittin’ at the shihsa bar
and you look at me despite not knowing what we are…

But when your mind is turnin’
I’m intent on learnin’ how to understand
until one day you looked at me and said

Where do you go
when I look at you?
Feels like floatin’ through space
suffocating on life’s
little
hang-ups
Keep it in the moment bang-a-rang with your fist up
in the air let it be let be let it be in the air
like Rumi said love calls everywhere and
always

always
always!
Love calls everywhere and always!

Inspired by some recent conversations and pink floyd's more melancholy songs like "Wish You Were Here."
 
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