Pieces Poems

Scattered Pieces

My world shattered in May when my youngest son
took his own life after a long struggle with mental illness
I tried to help him so many times, but it seemed, 
the more I tried, the more he pulled away

I had to come to the conclusion that it was not my struggle
and live my own life, while

Someone's Always

You're one of the reasons why the smile sees
You're stare is the one who gives me peace
Holding hands while the silent meet
The ambience is so light cause you're one of the pieces

The unplanned is better than the planned
You're such a beautiful, unexpected bond
The invisible string gets connected in the hand
The eyes meet - talk and

Peace is in Pieces

Peace is in pieces everywhere
like glass teeth in a child’s mouth,
like frostbitten prayers in a trench,
like treaties signed in blood
then buried beneath pipelines.

Peace is in pieces everywhere
used to build a mosaic of mouths
used to patch the silence between sirens,
like a hymn humming through bullet holes
then pressed into seams of alliteration.

Peace is in pieces everywhere
we gather

Black-Eyed Pieces

You're on top, so, you think you've got 'em,

But, you don't understand, boxing's pugilistic ways.

Then, you're dropped, you hit rock-bottom,

They say, Hey Punchy, who carries your luggage these days?

You won, cuz, you knew you were, "The One,"

Now, you've got scars, broken bones that...never really healed.

With no more, "Glory Days," in the sun,

It's December, can't remember,

Bits and 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

Shattered Pieces

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

Even in Pieces, I Stayed Yours

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

The Pieces of Me

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

Pieces Return

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

Two Pieces of Wood

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

Chess Ahoy!

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!

Pieces

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

Peace in Pieces

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

In fragments and tatters, in pieces and shards, scattered by the winds of time

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

Goodbye My Pieces of Happiness

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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