Shards Poems - Poems about Shards

I often tend to fall into love so fast and so hard, Even after my own heart is broken I pick up every shard, Because my love is meant to be shared and not be something I guard....

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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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In spring’s exploding shards of shining light, Of winter’s grievous garments, we’ll take flight! And with the birds and butterflies we’ll play: For sorrow’s match, ‘tis simply summer’s day. ...

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The night unravels like a tattered black sail, its edges fraying with whispers of secrets too heavy to hold. Stars—fractured shards of a forgotten mirror— pierce the dark fabric, their cold fire spilling across the sky like the dreams of ancient gods. A feral wind prowls through the streets, teeth bared, dragging its claws along rooftops, tearing through the loose skin of...

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Written: December 30th 2024 __________________________ ...

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If I tear myself apart, Will you be there to build me back up ? Will you take the time to repair what’s broken ? Even if it can’t be repaired ? Even if it happens again ? I could never promise you peace. If I did, I would be looking at myself in the mirror, And my eyes wouldn't be...

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Fourth Shard I need to clean Who’s gonna clean? What do I do? I can not move I’m tired I need to rest Five minutes Please I’m tired I need to rest Please be quiet I’m trying to rest Shhhhh Just five minutes I’ll clean in five minutes I need rest Rest Mindwipe My childhood was tainted in a single moment In an instant It happened so fast And unable to...

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Third Shard But black I could clearly see where the past dried And the new began I need to clean this dried blood Before more comes Damage control Before I could even I collapse I’ve lost too much I can’t move What’s happening ? What do I do ? I need to clean “There’s nothing left.” With the strength I have left I take a large shard of glass And cut...

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Second Shard Shattered glass dipped in red I forget about the glass And begin to clean the blood And that stings too Causing more And more And more It won’t stop First the time of the past Then shattered glass Then blood Then shattered glass dipped in red And more blood When will it stop? I don’t know what to do What do I do? Everything I do makes it worse I’m...

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First Shard My childhood was tainted in a single moment In an instant It happened so fast And unable to go back Turn back time To change that moment To continue the purity For the purity to last all through my childhood Giving it no room for flaws Maybe then my adulthood could be saved Saved from the filth from the...

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All my shattered shards, Scattered upon the canvas of night, Sharp corners, falling stars, Whoever dared to touch me has left, Leaving me in a weave of chaos and silence. In the flow of consciousness, I dive into the ocean of dreams, Where waves carry echoes of darkness and light, My corners gleam like precious stones in the depths, Each crack, a portal...

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Layer of ice shattered like glass shards Along a sidewalk lining yards....

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Through the shadow of thought and shards of questions, Where the soul dances among constellations, Stretches in burning silence the difference, That separates through valleys and peaks - a him from a her, without appearance. He, wanderer in the nights, steps across the field of search, Towards the warmth of a harbor of ephemeral states, of empires. A place like a...

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A world of glass lived in by a buncha boys with rocks. Fighting over es and whos got the bigger cocks. What ya end up with is lonely and a foot full of broken glass. Wishing ya had a ride but can’t afford the gas. Limping home alone no girl by your side Your ego...

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'Kept in the dark, but you were there' Always wondering how I was, Always happened to somewhat care It just ain't the way it all seems Bedroom door kicked open at us 'It just ain't the way it all seems’ Praying for all support above Wishing we won’t end with split teams 'While I sit still here by myself' Wondering why, and believing "It just...

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