Poetry About Love and Heartbreak in My Latest Book
Poignant and pocket-sized, my book Too Busy 4 Heartbreak features poetry about love and heartbreak that will make you laugh cynically, romanticize your life, and possibly shed a tear or two. This one is coming straight from my heart. Cheesy? Mushy? Whatever, it’s true. And as one of my girlfriends said, it’s not embarrassing to spill your feelings onto the page, it’s vulnerable. So, that’s what I’m going for. Vulnerability. Perhaps just a pinch of delayed mortification too.
Reading poems about love and heartbreak opens a sky-high window into the most intense human emotions, capturing the raw vulnerability and passion that can be difficult to express in everyday language. Or in simple texts. Or even with your closest friends and family members. I’m sure I’m not the only one who finds it, at times, difficult to voice my deepest, darkest, most decadent desires. Not desires like that, but regular desires like what I want to do with my life and what things fulfill my soul.
The rhythm and imagery of poems allow readers to connect deeply with the experience of longing, joy, loss, and healing, offering both solace and understanding. Through carefully chosen words and metaphors, poetry distills complex feelings into moments of clarity, reminding us of the universality of love and the inevitability of pain, making it a powerful companion in navigating our own emotional landscapes.
You might need a GPS to navigate yours, but as for mine, it’s all laid out perfectly organized like an outfit on Indyx for you to peruse in my new book of poems, thoughts, and stories.
Poetry about love and heartbreak in Too Busy 4 Heartbreak
Invisible Touch
My words kiss you without using my mouth
The blank page is the bed, as white as fresh sheets
Imagine: your grip on my hips, instead of holding this book
See me through the words I’ve typed
Are your feelings as palpable as mine?
On paper, on purpose
Warm my skin with each exhale
Read between the lines,
and between my . . .
Mind
This one is romantic. Full of lust and possibly forbidden desires. Although sexually suggestive, I think it’s sweet. It’s about longing for someone who is oblivious to how you feel about them. You have no idea if they’ve ever thought about you in this way and that’s why it’s safer, although less satisfying, for them to smooch you through the pages of a self-published poetry book.
What Then?
You know I exist
But barely
I want to resist
But rarely
Have I found something so intriguing yet scary
If I persist
Stay daring . . .
What then?
This is the eternal questions: If I do this or if I do that, what will the outcome be? Will it work out in my favour or will it go horribly wrong? Perhaps it will start out exciting and then turn into an emotional rollercoaster. You’ll never know if you don’t try but trying can also seem like the riskiest thing in the world.
When I See You
You’re a diamond in the ocean
And a cloud in the sky
Drifting away
But never passing me by
This is about someone you hold in high regard that doesn’t view you in the same way. They’re fleeting. Potentially, not unlike your feelings. Clouds are out of reach and finding a diamond in the ocean is nearly impossible. Kind of like when Kim K lost her earrings in that one early episode of Keeping Up . . .
Drawn 2 You
We have little in common
No mutual friends
We’re from different places
Different eras, even
Yet there’s something about you
That draws me in
I couldn’t stand the thought of never seeing you again
This is about someone intriguing. Someone you want to know more about. This person is enticing to you but it’s confusing because you’re polar opposites or hardly know them or feel like you wouldn’t have anything in common. The connection is there but it’s baffling. They could slip out of your life at a moment’s notice and you don’t want that to be the case.
I’m Tired
It gets exhausting being the better half of both of us
Sometimes I think the pressure will bury me alive
(where my dreams currently reside)
Long term relationships, whether they’re romantic or platonic in a familial way, can take their toll on you mentally if the other people is slacking. Or lacking the self-awareness it takes to realize that they’re not pulling their weight. When you’re going through life making sure you’re doing the best you can and your other half is not, phew! That is tiring on a whole new level.
There is a lot more poetry about love and heartbreak in Too Busy 4 Heartbreak. Obviously. It’s in the name. But these are a few I’ve already shared on social media. If you want to read the rest, you’ll have to buy the book.
Also, I know that poetry—and all writing in general—is subjective. I’d love to know what you think each poem is about or what it means to you.
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