Break Poems - Poems about Break

Every whisper fades to silence, Every touch a fleeting lie. I search for meaning in their gazes, But love has never met my eye. They take my trust, they take my kindness, Turn my soul into their game. A pawn upon their twisted chessboard, A heart consumed by...

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I stand alone, my hands held tight, To a secret blooming in the quiet night. Two weeks, just two, and yet it’s clear, A tiny life, a spark of fear. I whisper softly to my growing heart, A little dot that’s just the start. A tiny soul. I cannot see, But I feel the weight of what could be. The world outside feels...

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She tells me she loves me, but I see the way her hands hesitate, hover in the air before they touch me, like she’s afraid I might crack beneath them. I know what she means when she asks, "Are you okay today?" She’s not asking about today. She’s asking if I’ll disappear into my head again, if my silence will feel like a...

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EMOTIONAL SHRAPNEL Once that argument fuse has been lit One waits for that inevitable explosion The blast summoning the first emotion But so painful after the shrapnel has hit One feels as if life has been torn apart And little comfort that one might find It’s someone digging deep in the mind With rubble sent directly to the heart The shrapnel is all...

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She, who had seemed my sun some bygone time, feels now much icier than even far forsaken pluto’s sunless hemisphere. Please! reckless Universe! enable rhyme to unriddle unreason’s paradigm! —The frozen side of the sun!—What bizarre world bears such contradiction? Bringing near fire and frost? both deform eachother’s frame! And so: she never was my flame—nor now my glacial...

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a chill ... not on skin - to marrow if but for the frigid air a horrid pattern would trace my cheek though not nearly as horrid as the one that faces me upon the glass it is quite beautiful in shape hemmed with frost crystals like Guipure Lace the letters formed perfectly ... I wonder, am I the first? did you practice scribing it flawlessly...

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Intermission gives permission For a little break To use the loo or grab a brew Or stretch, for muscles’ sake. It helps to know, when at a show, Just when that time will be So you can wait to navigate The line who need to pee. But if you stream at home and deem It time for you to pause, You take control because the...

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We were never rivals You learned about me later But the choice was made Long before it was vocalized You were the obvious selection I never stood a chance It turned me inside out Three words were met with two And then with one But now it's zero And in the deafening silence As I feel myself fade away I have but one request Take her...

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only so much a person can take, how much more before you break. try to fight it for as long as you can, but one day you have to accept the reality. there are always the memories with immortality, the one that follow you into your dreams, haunt your heart. always bringing you back to that hour it all broke apart. reminding...

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The Trade Deadline Every year it seems sports teams have a trade deadline I rather be a player not the spectator so I do not know a lot but this small thought of trades made me smile You see I just made a trade of my own I traded 100 acquaintances world wide in return I got only one person with the kindest heart and soul even her...

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Some Rules I see many rules that do make sense, Yet others are weak, asking to be broken. In just living we are invited to break some, Or simply bend them a bit, knowing That strict adherence can stifle change. Unchallenged rules can tether growth. Which do I need to follow? And which rules to bend or break? Or safely color inside lines drawn...

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Not knowing is scary, It’s unnerving. I wonder everyday where you are And how you’re doing, And if there’s a new me in your life. But you said there’s no one like me. Was that a lie? It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve lied. The scars on my limbs are the only reminder of you. Such a sad thought. That only way I remember...

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when I miss you, I don't think about the good times. I don't think about all those hours I spent talking to and thinking about you. I don't think about all those jokes and laughs and stories. I don't think about all those poems I wrote about you. I don't think about all of those songs that reminded me of...

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I no longer need you to do all I had liked to do with you, I no longer need you 'cause now I have a better point of view, I no longer need you in ways I thought I needed you. ...

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Along the way I break I carefully observe around Strictly I will not miss out So I could not cross it twice One and the wrong path I take break along the way So that next time I come I have the right road to go Invite some friends with me Not go astray but walk comfortably....

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