Best Cracked Poems

Once I'm gone 
I'll only be remembered a small while
I'm a tiny tick on a large dial
The words I breathe will stretch about a mile
Even those who are in history books
the Kings writers and famous cooks
The gorgeous people with talent and looks
They too in the...

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My life, like everybody else’s, is a treasure trove
with a mine from which one’s treasures are derived.
The familial bonds we form are platinum; our friendships gold.
These are precious ores that most souls are born to find with ease.
But all of us have other precious stones...

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"The Sky Cracked Open"



One day 
the Sky cracked open
the yolk of life
shined through

Splinters shifted
blooded angel quills
flew amongst the
black spots in the iris 

20/20 vision 
wild joy ensued
imbued clearly
rapturous ambiguity

Don’t look back

this read
coded in the 
chivalric Quixote
ridden on a donkey's back

it’s all fried

Prophetic 
suspended
in control 
of...

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Cracked Doors


It offered solace
an escape from life’s torment,
false comfort – oblivion’s
denial of the truth,
the lie of living’s afterlife.

Trembling hands reached out
in search of hope’s lost promise,
a door ajar,  a welcome,
open invitation
to shed death’s robe, to live again.


John G. Lawless
contest – Door to a Wayra
7/16/2014...

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Some things I thought would never change - 
it would always be "us three",
I try so hard to understand 
why that wasn't meant to be.
The smiles, fun, and laughter; 
the jokes we'd throw around,
Are now but distant memories 
planted in the ground.
Only unlike seeds they...

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Before we know it,                                         ...

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Cracked

“Your brain is my pen”
Your hands are my feet
Your tongue is the tongue
That I use to eat

Your story my reality
Your pain my pleasure
Your face is the face
In the mirror that I treasure 

Your eyes are my nose
Your fingers my toes
When I touch what you touch
I...

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In my thoughts poetic words are swirling,    I found writing at an early age,
Tumbling and whirling, like caged birds;         Depth of spirit and creativity are mine;
Trapped and reckless to be set free,  ...

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When the morning light,squeaks through the vanes;
of wooden casements and windowpanes.

When eyes glued shut,from night time fears,
are opened wanly to mornings clear.

That’s when in the corners of my mind,
thoughts of you rush forth to find;

Soft smiles, open arms and a warm heart,
You know I’ve loved...

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Nothing is crueler than the need to satisfy man's inhumanity...The Poet



My heart cracked when I saw you there
those pained eyes with your empty stare
the state of your life is a stain
and will cause my tears to remain
the air is a bottomless gray
to breathe till' death...

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A broken heart
Is like a cracked vase
Affection can't stay
Love left without a trace

Hurt runs deep
It needs healing & space
But true love prevails!
So powerful, you embrace



Inspired by the  McWhirtle contest
Sponsor: Charles Messina

11/15/19...

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Long, long ago Thai monks covered up
a golden Buddha in clay to hide it
from marauding armies and their greed.

It had been forgotten until recent years,
overlooked by invaders, ending all fears,
until monks saw through a single dried crack
seeing the shining statue safe and intact.

So the monks...

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She wore a whole suit of armor around her heart and soul that nobody could come through to cause her fear, suffering, and pain, she wouldn't have it let alone permit it to happen so she never let people see to the heart of her...

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By Ombuge Moses

Mama!
You sleep on a crack ground
Empty is the stomach
Hot is the sun
Nothing to quench the crack
The thirst is killing
Cracked is my throat
Helplessly you lay
You sleep on a crack ground

Baba!
Your cry is echoing
My ears cannot stop
My tears cool my cheeks
My face is running dry
You...

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Out of the crack, a life did rise, 
A fragile bloom beneath the skies. 
No gentle rain, no nurturing hand, 
Just broken stones, a barren land.

But still, it fought, it clawed its way, 
Toward the sun, it longed for day. 
A tiny shoot, a will...

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