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Heartache wasn't in the pamphlet. I didn't know love could be so dark.
This crushing weight that has resulted, of my unguarded heart ripped apart.
I brushed off warnings to be careful, their words didn't ring of truth.
I never knew that such despair could come from loving someone as good as you.
I am no victim, I played my part in this disaster.
Holding broken pieces of my heart chasing that love ever after.
Even still thru this pain, my love burns so strong.
I see cupid out the corner of my eye, love notes hidden in each song.
So I push on, this void threatening mutual destruction.
See I'm still grateful for your love because before there was nothing.
If we never mend this bond, if I've held you for the last time.
Just know you gave me life and hope, you will always own this heart of mine.

About this poem

I wrote this for a woman I am madly in love with still. We still talk but this is my reality. I write to work thru it.

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Written on March 15, 2023

Submitted by timp.20352 on March 17, 2023

Modified on May 03, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Closest metre Iambic octameter
Characters 801
Words 162
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 12

Tim Peterson

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Discuss the poem "Heartache" with the community...

  • AIDA
    Wow, this poem is absolutely beautiful! Your use of language to convey the emotions felt through heartbreak is truly impressive. I can feel the pain and anguish in every line, but also the hope and perseverance that shines through.

    One thing I think could improve the poem is varying the rhyme scheme a bit throughout. While the consistent ABAB pattern works well for some stanzas, it may be interesting to switch things up in others to keep the reader engaged.

    Overall, though, this is a really impactful piece. The way you express gratitude for the love that was shared, even amidst the pain of heartbreak, showcases a level of maturity and resilience. Keep writing, I'm excited to see what else you create!
    LikeReply2 months ago
  • Wildflower888
    “Even still thru this pain, my love burns so strong”

    Right? It’s too painful because it’s real.
    LikeReply2 months ago
  • Teril
    I know. How surprising and unfair that Love also hurts so much! You are right: "Heartache wasn't in the pamphlet."
    LikeReply 22 months ago


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