Pieces Poems - Poems about Pieces

I'm looking for you in bits and pieces In someone's height, in someone's face In someone's cry and in someone's grace I crave your trace This never ending yearning won't stop till I find The one that I can finally call mine I tend to push my heart into believing That guy is the one, That guy might be the...

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It was like a knife to my heart when you said didn’t love me I was so confused and so hurt I thought I found the one but I guess I was wrong When you said those words my guard went back up I realized you didn’t want to be here So why didn’t you just leave? Why continue...

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English Rhyming Translation © Krishika Upadhyay | 2025 I’m breaking down, in lashes' shade, In silent dreams, I wish I stayed. I try to rise, on roads that smile, But thorns have gripped my feet a while. Yes, thorns are biting where I tread, And tears now rest where sleep once spread. It feels I’ll shatter, fade away, Or lose myself in you someday. I...

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I open my bathroom door, Clothes on the floor, I look in the mirror, but the reflection is not me that I see, But the people I loathe instead. It’s crazy to think that the people that hurt me, The people that I hate, Are the people that make up me The reason I wear makeup, The way I talk how I talk...

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I’ve seen the distance in my eyes, trapped in the moments I can’t disguise. I’ve felt the tension in my voice, A trembling heart without a choice. I know I judge as I’ve always done, I build these walls, I try to run. But can’t I see, can’t I feel, Be who I am, let myself heal? These days are tough, but I won’t...

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Two Pieces of Wood From trees that grew somewhere Cut down and then sawn A carpenter chose two pieces of wood One short and one long. He joined them together In the shape of a cross For another good carpenter Whose life would be lost. On that cross, crucified, Jesus, nailed hands and feet Our precious Saviour, Crucifixion complete. “Looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of...

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Chess Ahoy! Upon an ivory-blue ocean, oil pastel paints the canvas aboard the deck floats, buoyed surfing foamy shores a blurred realism hoarding its cargo— cobalt sea glass squares in place, chiseled chess pieces ride the tide ebbing and flowing Sent are your gallant knights lowly pawns the King decrees— God save the Queen! ...

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I can feel my heart like a sponge having the fluids squeezed out of it held in a tight grip that does not relent the breaths I take are small my chest is too compressed I am broken into pieces, fragmented every piece different part of me trying to put myself back together but there are pieces I just cannot pick up when...

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I'm not sayin you don't have a right to feel the way you do, but have you considered every avenue, every stream that lines information directly to you? Have you considered perspective? That what appears to be truth could be, in actuality, subjective - effective truth hidden behind piercing offensive lies? Have you considered that life is like a puzzle, and every piece...

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In fragments and tatters, in pieces and shards, scattered by the winds of time, I gather them carefully, even if they hurt me, my fingers bleed, but I do not stop, These precious fragments, these bitter shards, these tattered edges and broken tears, I collect them with longing, refusing to let them fall into oblivion, Each piece carries with...

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Exchanging my memories for value, Last week, I visited a pawn shop and pawned my memories. With each piece, I attempt to disregard the memories. The most significant item was the wedding ring. His face appeared before me as we stood before the judge, exchanging vows that were not upheld. She attempted to remove the baby ring that no longer...

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Little pieces of scribbled paper On the desk all around me Some of them I was reading later Some words I can’t properly see Pen didn’t write well as usual Some letters are hard to make out Not that I felt it was crucial But I had to learn what it’s about You were telling the news of your world And I would...

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Resting in pieces, A being releases, Peace into each's, Field of resistance. Bringing the assistance, Needed in Its existence. Closing the distance, Between fear and love, Words coming from above, Loving who you are. You were never far, From where you're meant to be, A Creator with a reality. A reflection of me, Part of the Source, A guide on the course, Keeping you safe, While you push with force, Of course you...

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Resting in pieces, A being releases, Peace into each's, Field of resistance. Bringing the assistance, Needed in Its existence. Closing the distance, Between fear and love, Words coming from above, Loving who you are. You were never far, From where you're meant to be, A Creator with a reality. A reflection of me, Part of the Source, The guide on the course, Keeping you safe, While you push with force, Of course you...

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2025.2.19. My new piece of musics. November last year, I decided to play songs in different language. Which I never done before, I managed to do one piece per week. After six weeks, some things happened, The piano was taken away for tuning, Then, the festive seasons arriving, One thing after another, I did not have any chance to play any music properly. Then, after the...

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