Broken Promises Poems - Poems about Broken Promises

I trusted you, I let my walls down for you, You made a fool of me, You tore me apart. My heart has been broken for the last time, You were the straw that broke the camel’s back, You never really loved me, But you hid it so well. You hurt my best friends, And that hurt me too, It took me 9 entire months, Just...

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I laid down here next to my restless heart And I tossed it in the water Made my wishes known I will not suffer for it To love and be loved What's left of me, you can have it Feast until you get your fill Do you know what I feel? To be your sustenance while I starved I'll take my empty plates to...

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Promise me your hands will reach out Resilient attachment starts in childhood When the brain has colic outside the womb A mother’s unconditional love soothes worries When a birthday missed slices the cord Like two neurons missing a connection Like a power line cut sparking wildly Broken wires can’t be mended by tape Not like broken bones knitted by mitosis Neurons grow old unable...

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Where did it go wrong? We made a lot of sweet promises Weak foundation, broken soul Endless days of torture and snoring Now, my life is falling The day you left I died Vultures are still feasting on my body We parted on a golden dawn What a cruel world we live I tried but her past couldn’t let her be Why did this happen...

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Sink full of dishes dust covered coffee table nights of loneliness...

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Promises are made only to fade quickly with broken vows that are never given a chance to be kept. How easily they are gathered and weathered and swept under the woven rug. Empty words of love are spoken to tease your heart that is bleeding and broken, But soon they fade into the bitter, cold...

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Are you a person who keeps his promises or breaks them all the time Take the one most people at New Years make to themselves after that last bottle of wine The old saying I am a man of my word what does that really mean How about our governments and what they claim they are going to...

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I Fear of God was healthy for friends The relationship was it, not ulterior ends II Fear of God is still widely spoken Love of things, brings Promises broken...

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Broken Promises one fail to keep has a condition and oftentimes one will huff and puff when things doesn't confirm what was lead to expect was a result of broken promises Ought not be eked out. One should lean towards one's will give it one's own best shot Think about others feelings, Once a child now an adult...

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For the broken cups, for the undone smiles, I fatally predict to ... slight promises...!...

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"Whatever happened to Paris?" she asked recalling the long ago promise he'd made After twenty years she still did not possess a passport "That was important to you? I never knew," he replied with a nonchalant shrug as she picked up her pen to sign the divorce papers...

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Have you forgotten what it was? Have you lost what we could be? Too many broken promises you’ve given. Too many of us lost needlessly. Perhaps under a different sky they’d still be here? Perhaps with a different voice love never would have disappeared? With all your words, where was the truth? With all your promises where are the deeds? Why does the...

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i know my tears are selfish they’re for the widow I’ve become they’re for the ache of missing you and accepting you’re in a place that’s better than my arms these tears are for the severed love and other promises we could not keep AP: 3rd place 2021 Posted on February 23, 2021...

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A single window, like a child’s nail, broken with the swing of a bat. An accident, you mutter, to the old woman whose nose almost reaches her chin. She never liked children, never wanted any of her own. She can’t relate to their music, their clothes or their attitude. She blames all children for taking away her husband. He...

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A single window, like a child’s nail, broken with the swing of a bat. An accident, you mutter, to the old woman whose nose almost reaches her chin. She never liked children, never wanted any of her own. She can’t relate to their music, their clothes or their attitude. She blames all children for taking away her husband. He...

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