Jagged Poems - Poems about Jagged

Here I sit gun against my head Praying that I will soon be dead A life with many ups and downs True love I thought would never be found That's exactly what she brought to me The endless love is what it would be Now I can only watch the jagged line As her health will slowly decline We once ran wild and...

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I gave you a box of giggling clowns to make you laugh during the downs I gave you a spray of golden fins to swim far away from your jinn. This cracked heart you'll never have for it has turned into a pulsing hive a bouquet of hornets at the ready to sting away your whitewashed lies. The windchimes are chilled and quiet...

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The ancient jagged rocks stand, like black sentinels along the waterside, Protecting the land from the continuous raging tide. They are perpetually black, either slicked with water or as a sharp silhouette against a blue crystal sky. They dominate everything and are especially feared by every mariner that make their slow way by. On their landward faces they offer...

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*For all people who struggle against adversity, deadly disease and oppression at the same time* A bright mind wrapped in flakes of thorn A heart that braves the scoff and scorn A soul that wanders everywhere It walks on hills from here to there A body lamed and ripped and torn It bears the curse since...

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Jagged edges of this morning, clad in black skies dark adorning, issues now it’s subtle warning leaving living souls depressed. Jagged are emotions teeming; deep within, our hearts are screaming; ‘pon our cheeks our tears are streaming with our sadness now expressed. Jagged are...

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Jutting out dangerously. Attention needed urgently. Gashed and hurtful no one liked. Grating metal barbed and spiked. Exposed wire to catch your clothes. Dull and jagged everyone loathes....

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On the jagged edge of conflict The sharp blade of hate begins to show This hate boils over into war and blood begins to flow Fiery flashes of bomb blasts Light up the violent night Innocent civilians caught in the crossfire There are no solutions in sight...

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“We are all broken, but sometimes the jagged pieces fit together nicely.” ...

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"Without love, we are birds with broken wings" - Mitch Albom In the rippling air glided the gold sequin shower from the opalescent autumn sky’s crystalline sea. As the jade foliage morphed into full-bloom flower, my heart soared like a bird over the tawny tree canopy. Canopy of your allure swaying with beguiling lilt, took me to the enticing heights of...

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Written: October 19, 2023 Poem in the Fragmented Form Created by Poetess: Constance la France The good work is done by people with jagged, broken edges because those edges cut things and leave an imprint, a design. By Harry Crews ...

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long needles blood drawn inexperienced nurse at best losing blood too fast...

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Bella Luna blemished with jagged face Craters and debris of beauty no trace Midnight sky golden globe rides high On earth we see vision and softly sigh. Luna mystery is at last revealed When man walked surface so far afield Moon dust and rocks blemished dead face Revealed reality cannot be erased Magical moon that rotates by our side Regret for all dreams its...

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JAGGED My drawn line Not so straight as planned So jagged And ugly It resembles sheet lightning Yet it pleases me A freedom To join sky with earth With a jolt Of bright light As its path cuts through the air A hint of ozone A symbol For comic heroes As a flash On the chest But there were and are, bad links So it’s straight lines now...

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Black, yellow, red on white, the craggy edge bleeds down into jagged shapes juxtaposed colours to enflame the mind...

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Every Curve, Solid, Straight. Down steep alleys, Never too Late. Time, Shrinking, May lose its sense. Foolish some say, Feelings, immense. Genuine the tracks Twists and Peaks, Both sides of every fence, UNIQUE. Predict things before Fall into Shape. Sweet somethings And whispers, Are all the answers you Seek....

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