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Gone to the dogs

Every day is boring
And I have been yawning
Since you’ve been gone…
Daily I keep praying
Time could start rewinding
Since you’ve been gone…

Alcohol on table
My mind is unstable
Since you’ve been gone…
Sad, but our lost future
Gets me into seizure
Since you’ve been gone…

Seems am going crazy
I feel blue and empty
Since you’ve been gone…
Wish you could change your mind
Ain’t no shame left to hide,
Since you’ve been gone.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Reduced to tears

Have you taken trips down memory lane
Only to be wet by some past events
And tears spread over? You are not alone.

Do you remember the saying that goes;
“When you smile, the world will smile with you; but
When you start to cry, you will cry alone”?

Well, not so all the time, I will be there
There are some broken hearts that never mends
And such a tear is never shed alone.

You may try your best in controlling it
Till it finds a way, caving in like the rock
To the force of stream, finding its way home.

Let it out, from the endless thoughts
Deep inside, even Angels sometimes cry,
Some tears are infectious left alone.

©2019 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Haunting memories

I never believed; I could fall hard from the sky,
Or dance to a love flute until you broke the yoke…
And made me, your own choice, though at first, when we met
Inside me had weird fears, but you made opaque clear
Then the doubts turned to faith burning flames no regrets
You turned my fantasies into realities.

You made me a better version on your shoulder
And became the sunlight shining bright in my life
But the fire left the stove when you took off the glove
Leaving me in this home on my own, like dead bones.
Every day, I replay memories that we shared
And these memories, brings back sweet memories

Looking at the broken mirrors, I see terrors
And the trauma of your absence keeps haunting me
Guess I let my guard down hence I drink till I drown
Inside bitter tears shed; thinking of things we shared
Wish you pick up the phone, although you are long gone
I will still be right here waiting for you my dear.

©2019 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Chinese whispers

Where did love go? Do you want to know?
Maybe some stories are better untold
Love at first sight gave me a Chinese whisper
Changing from a whisper to another whisper..

The first said she did not love me
The second said, I should go on my kneel
She became my religion, I knelt and prayed
I fought tooth and nail for love to stay,

I gave her my soul but she refrained
Yet love kept saying; “she loves you this way”
Painting a picture of a cat’s whisker
Better than all my previous lovers.

Then at last, she cruelly broke my heart
And scattered the pieces over the world
Clearly, love made me a shadow of myself
Lonely in a house filled with people.

But most times I search through the window
For her even with tears on my pillow
I keep seeing her sweet charming face
Slowly winking at me and blowing a kiss.

Love at first sight gave me a Chinese whisper
Changing from a whisper to another whisper..
Saying she loves me, whereas she doesn’t
Know I exist, damn I am in a total dismal.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Pots and mushrooms

Beauty and the beast days
Are unrealistic tales
When the beast is so poor
And have nothing to pour
Now; beauties are reserved
For big bags and big rides.

The bush we have these days
Where mushrooms were those days
All have a trader’s face
Welcoming but they chase
Accepting busy pots
And a big heavy purse.

Demands on their tables
Are unattainable
These days pillows drip tears;
Gone are the sweet old days
When craves were benign, soft
Like marshmallow; and sweet.

Those we crush on in church
Sound it, “drop cash to touch”…
Then, all these fears were there
Stronger than love they bear
But its walls were fallible…
While love, unbreakable.

The mushrooms on dead woods
Are no where to be found
Because they all sort out
For busy cooking pots
Now, love is if you can
Cook the conditional.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

All covet, all lose

All covet, all lose
Karma sings a lot
Stop jumping from one
To another in town
Do better than sex
If you have to flex
Don’t toy with hearts
With axe, rocks and kites.

All and more were voiced
But he made his choice;
It is not as though
He never felt those
Soft as his pillow;
He could not swallow
His amazing pride
That fuels his sweet ride

Winning all laurels
For using their towels
Until he met her
And many of her
All covet, all lose
Karma sings a lot
Love he buys cheaply
Love he pays dearly.

Even the newborns grow
Filling polls that flows
An everyday shop
He has tried to stop
But there is a pull
From Adam’s apple
A longer throat thing
Wanting more of flings.

©2019 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Save another victim

Blood on my hands, only ghosts comprehend
Vouching for a lion action is like defending
Children outside their mother’s womb
I and many others, are buried alive in tomb

Yesterday, I stared at the living dead
It took my strength, several rivers I cried
I tried to scream, I tried stretching my hands
Front and back, he thrust fast and hard.

He got up, tucked his lobe inside his robe
Ripped off, I stared at the miserably ropes
My brain boiled, my heavy heart brawled
As tears dripped, so did my bloods crawl

I had always thought he couldn’t hurt a fly
Little did I know like a fox he was a sly
How could safe haven bring terror to me
…Hi everyone, an angel did this to me!

Stop condemning and casting stones at me
For accusing an Angel who keeps abusing me
Kill me if you may, but save another child
Act now, justice delayed is justice denied.

©2019 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Haunted by unsaid words

Days of crushing secretly
Were damn so sweet emotionally;
When you smiled, my eyes dazzled
Confused I was, like a puzzle.

Your enigma made me wany
But right now, I am haunted by many-
-sweet words I didn’t not say
Like how lovely you lit my day.

Please save me, I know it is late
I just can’t accept this our fate;
Life is short, and I messed up
Next life, I would let sweet words drop.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Your type of breeze

What is it that you don’t like about me…
I gave up all my dreams for you to film

My biography you write is titled; breeze,
Has sad episodes that could make time to cease.

Axes on woods, torn and shredded my heart you rim
I am those broken records playing; but still,

Whose character is conspicuous like the hills…
I went through all: end to ends to prove am real.

Now am lost, finding my way, I got drained
No way out; like the goldfish that lost its gills…

Your love is, a tough nut rigid like the tree…
Not meant for the light winds, that are calm and free.

©2019 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Well Matched

Mend a heart, nurture good names
While love age, let it not fade.
I know a man who never shivered
When he got red roses withered.

Heartlessness filled his wardrobes,
His eyes never shed teardrops
Drying water, he tore ridges
At every point he built bridges.

Many chics he racked with pains
Many slates he left thus stained,
Till two played the game of sole
True love, confused for wrong hole.

Beyond redemption he found
Himself hearing his own sound
While his soul, tasted his blood
Gushing like rain and its flood.

©2019 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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