Short Broken Home Poems

so many alone
broken home
there'l lives torn
make them new born
i did
ADOTED A KID...

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This house has holes in the roof
It rains inside
Flooding the gaps between the floorboards
Tattered shades cover broken windows
Her doors no longer open
A shattered mess
Reflection of the heart it resides in...

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   Hurtling through the universe
     wings across the cosmos
   Maneuvering midst galaxies
     his body a joystick

   Experiencing a heady freedom
     like no man before him ... 
   What did he lack ~
     Why return to a broken home

...

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Norma was a little girl lost, 

she came from a broken home.  

Her mother was prone to madness, 

fits of delusion,rage, and sadness. 

Though her early life was a portrait of devastation,

Norma rose above it all and she found sweet salvation. 

By:J.N.R Dutton...

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there is a room
in a broken home
where terror thrives
sleeping on knives
the walls of this room
in the broken home
reveal the devil through closed eyes
so at night he sits and crys
outside the room
in the broken home
all love is gone
and the sun rises on a blackened dawn...

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Please,
Please!
Come back to me,
Can’t you see?
You are killing me.

Please,
Please!
I never saw it coming,
I had no idea,
You were not happy,
And would leave me.

Please,
Please!
Don’t leave me alone,
In our broken home,
I gave all I could give,
I can’t live,

Please….....

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11.	I CAN LIVE

I’ve outlived
the winter’s
allergies
and depressing rains
in a human zoo

I can live
my retirement too
without pension and
medicare:

the wheelchair
doesn’t frighten
I can live

uncared and unknown
survive broken home
the numbness of the
arms
the  pain in the
neck

and inflation too...

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Cold 
In the eyes of the innocent
Mom in the corner trying to breathe
Ribs cracked
Lots of screams
Save me from this awe full dream

Leaky sealing’s 
Broken Tiles
Shattered glass 
A run down mess
Broken home
And empty homes

Facing evil
Getting older
Where does their life go
When they waste it alone 
Going on the street
Getting colder...

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Nothing left to hide but my tears
Standing in the shadows 
As my tears fall on my broken home
I’m invisible to you all
Instead of falling into you 
I hit the cold, hard, rough floor
So here I sit 
Wonderin’ what to do next
 Soaked to the skin in my own tears
Broken, nothing to comfort me now 
As I get up and go on
All alone,
Just like it should be....

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hunger sets in
and i was never good a sleep
but theres nothing to eat
mr.noddles for weeks
one pack a day
it was winter
and we we'er broke
hey look the shoe's 
are falling off my feet
broken home
problems at school
hey i was smoken at ten
five finger was the game
i placed
that and river play
just the games we played
in the land of the broken toys...

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Jealousy!
The path to every evil,
destruction, insecurity.
A powerful feeling,
common among youth.
Leading to rivalry and enmity.
Causing spies at work.
Deafening sound of actions.
Leading to broken home, 
and shattered hearts.
Jealousy!
proves it gravity with depression.
Suppresses boldness and confidence.
An enemy to progression.
Making one suffer a great loss....

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I've chewed up
spit out
and booed off stage
just for talking
about todays society
out of my mouth flew rage
half crazed am I for rambling
in a daze
what, for trying to stop rape
from happening
Honestly I could careless 
of your upbringing
the pure thought of it unending
forever shall I be decending
the words of a story teller
begging to leave this so called shelter...

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"Gene of figmentation" 

He left home on an empty tummy, aching... and aching by each step, the echoes of a broken home where dad cannot put the gin down, mom still on that pill that drowned the good kids to end up in orange overalls.

A heavy heart, a mind diluted by the fear of dreams of the future past, he cannot end up like his folks yet the apple don't fall too far from a tree.......

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A blood stained floor, 

An opportunity missed, 
A life unlived, 
A bleeding wrist. 

A silent scream, 
A silent cry, 
A moment of weakness, 
A minute goes by. 

A decsion made, 
A taken life, 
A letter written, 
A razor knife. 

A broken home, 
A mess to clean,  
An empty gap 
A horror scene. 

A Life Dead ; Gone ; No More


Copyrighted 2013
Written by: Chantelle Cherie...

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I was afraid if I would 
Be a good mom. 
With a broken home. 
That had no love. 
That had no support. 
I never learned what a 
Family was. 
Never had a family to help.
But I had you and 
Fell in love with you.
Then everything just clicked. 
I taught myself 
How to be a good mom.
And try my best 
At being a good mom. 
It wasn't always easy,
But I think I was good at 
Being a good mom....

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I thought if I had patience
I thought if I had faith
I thought if I could wait
You'd come home to me

So I gave with all I had
And I loved with all I could
But it's time 
I left this broken home behind

Now I'm packin up my bags
I'm headin towards the street
To find a place
Where I'll be whole again

To find a place where I'll be whole again

and find someone who'll love me like I love...

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The broken homes, the broken hearts
Life is like a game of cards
Some don't care as long as they get what they want
Sometimes when people care they put up a front
So I choose to put up a guard
I told you life is like a game of cards
My broken home, my broken heart
Love is not sweet, sometimes its tart
No mother, no father, no love
The only love I know is from God above
So I speak on the behalf of the broken...

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The icy talons of nature
Claw for my soul 
Leaving my body
A broken home

First, my sense of smell
Then, my power of speech.
Left distraught I was,
Incapable of roaming the earth

Wreaking havoc vengefully,
The dust of the earth did
Slither into my nostrils
And down my spine

And like gods against a man
The frost of stars fallen
And that which man was born of
Came with the curse of harmattan...

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Shard of glass
drops the blood
Could have saved me?
No one
Empty promises
washed down the drain
Memories cut deep
harmful even in sleep
I'm always alone
in this broken home
There's too much blood
I'm not safe
In this nightmare

















To me, being invisible means that nobody really cares about you. Nobody notices you, you just float through existence until you die.....

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** This poem is dedicated**
     To the families and kin
   Who struggle to stay afloat
******In this world of sin******


Nobody cares about him
He's a troubled teen
Just throw him in confinement
Throw away the key
Rehab not necessary
He's just a troubled teen

It does not matter 
That he comes from a broken home
That he has no food to eat
Just a bad seed
Growing old in the cold city streets


Jared Pickett.....:JP]...

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HE CARES

In the shadows of doubt, she roamed
Lost in the labyrinth of a broken home
Her spirit crushed, her heart unknown
But in her brothers' love, a seed was sown

Through the storm, her soul did soar
A beacon of hope, a guiding core
For in the darkness, she found the lore
That faith and love can heal, restore

So in the arms of the divine
She found solace, a sacred shrine
Where pain is eased, and hearts align
In the embrace of a love divine.

...

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Hopscotch playing
Dragon slaying
Home alone staying
   Child of a broken home
Liquor sneaking
Porno peaking
Experimental tweaking
   Adolescent always stoned

Cigarette smoking
Eating then choking
Closet toking
   Average American whore
Cake baking 
Zoloft taking
Dinner making
   Wife and mother of 4

Empty nest
Did your best
Cheers to the rest
   Menopause is the answer
Constantly prying
Endless crying
Slowly dying
   Widowed grandmother with cancer...

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Do you remember, do you see,
that night in december, when you ran to me,
your blood shot eyes, your quivering lungs,
nothing was certain, of what was to come,

you gave your heart, your gentle soul,
you left your mark, and took your toll,
you left me empty,  a broken wreck,
a devastation a symbol of what was left,

so take your time in finding one,
because heres my story of a broken home,
a long lost heart a wounded soul,
a walking survivor of a thing called love....

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Stolen play and poetry
A swollen face, abused and beat
No food to eat. No table neat
No place to be. No one to meet

No place of love nor friend to see
A child lost in poverty. 
The ills of a world seen verily 
No smiles now held merely 

A while to go till freedom felt
Down to the level I bowed, I nealt.
A promise dead.  A mother dead
A stern face. A sentence read. 

A child now lost, alone
No mother. No home
So what now whimpering to me
I don't know I said, so quietly...

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