Remnants Poems - Poems about Remnants

Words Not For The Faint Of Heart Commemoration for those gone before Affectation of all you continue to adore Altercation at the start of a burgeoning world war Annihilation of the injured, innocent and poor Commensurate collusion of the parliamentary debate Irreverent confusion at the celebration of the state Degenerate delusion as they refuse to integrate...

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There is always something unspeakable in what remains— a fractured spectrum of what once was, scattered in the leftover bits: half-maimed, dismembered, and quietly rejected, in what we scrape into the compost bin. Every spick and speck reeks of the aftertaste of endings — with our recycled grief and rejection dissolving in the detritus of what we could not finish....

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Now and then, quietly without notice, Time adjusts its spectacles— Peers through a fogged pane of recall Where particulars, once urgent, dissolve. If now and then you find rain in your heart, be assured it is scheduled— a punctual drizzle of consequence, not passion, but the persistence of memory in its bureaucratic overcoat. It’s all because of you, the file states plainly: signed in duplicate, sealed...

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Only God and prayer can heal it: The dreadful wound your loss has made. Find thankfulness and never quit; Embrace what you have left today. When melancholy cords arise Cast dissonance far, far away Let gratefulness revive your eyes; Embrace what you have left today. If you still have someone to love And a place where a bed is made You have more than enough...

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I hope I don’t fall short I fall oh so tall and I’m in appall As I long for your comfort Through it all, through it all… Pieces of me has fallen Into the deep end again Pieces of me has fallen Into the deep end again Don’t fence me in With your love again Press your heart against my own If you could,...

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Remnants of Our Lives Pieces of our lives captured in small snapshots. A single moment in time, frozen for the world to see. Fragments of a once whole life now shattered. Jagged parts of a puzzle which can’t be put back together. Are our lives mere blips in time strung together like a necklace? If this is so, the whole concept of completeness goes out the window. Life...

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Hawk Tuah, Flock Tuah, Struggles of dating a babe, she treating me like a slave, intimacy is what I crave. Stupid girl, Stupid me, Why do I get fried just so I don't remember I cried....

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Rageful, brazen, mentally strong and no stranger to dangerous, yet precious attitude of gratitude at the same time Imagining a river of remnants a-flowing Vivacious, momentous memories spent with you in my leisure-time...flick a dime of delight and desire in my river of radiance Emerging and rising like a volcano, about to erupt with tears of fire and...

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I still remember your easily smiling face, poetry spilling from your lips Singing joyfully at the dead of night, not a care in the world. Oh how I miss your face when it was alive, When it was not hardened, frozen, unfeeling. Was it God’s love what drove yours away? For what reason does the Sun rise; rousing this cold...

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At the 11th hour 200 stars & a sun fell from the heavens scorching the earth when they arrived The beautiful garden was now tainted by sin & beastly passions that stopped at nothing til they devoured The world cowered at the feet of their creations conceived & was painted red with blood as what they birthed caused many to grieve It's been said that there were giants in...

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The remnants of August 2024 Hurricane Debbie Like a humane huntress, she (the anthropomorphized storm) brought a spate of cool Autumn like temperatures and gentle soothing rain here within my neck of the woods for the last couple of days. No matter the fall equinox and first day of autumn arrives countless weeks from now on Sunday, September 22, 2024, at 08:44 A.M. Eastern Daylight Time in...

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Bits of pieces, Scattered around, To pick them up, is what must be done, Shifted about, The broom sweeps, What left underneath, Is none of my concern, Scoured away, Evanesced by each beating minute, Concealed far apart from my sight, There is nothing to be noticed, Cipher left behind, Nullity lingers here, Nothing was here, Indifference, it never was. By Sarah Shahzad, July 2024...

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WHERE NO ILLUSIONS DWELL My Heart pours out remnants of nothingness as I create in ...

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The rain of last night has given way to clouds and sun. The leaves on a tree in the next yard have turned color and some have fallen while the cool wind sings a song of the season. In comfort of solitude I look out the window thinking of old friends and old loves. Their voices linger in stillness of the morning a reflection of the seasons a moment’s recollection after I travelled...

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Let bye-gones be bye-gones musing backwards ceasing to remember how time has past seems so amplifying, yet a overcast evoking images in one's psyche of the rise and falls substained. Chronicles of one's minds, hearts and souls freeness from escaping suppression substained taking stock of letting bye-gones be bye-gones....

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