Splintering Poems - Poems about Splintering

In the cavern of my chest, a heart does dwell, Once robust and merry, now ensnared in hell. A splintering heart, a jagged shard, Once whole and bright, now darkly marred. Each pulse a quake, a sharp, searing pain, A symphony of sorrow, a mournful refrain. The edges of the past, they cut so keen, A constant sting, where love has been. As...

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All was well I wanted to share I wanted to serve I graduated with a goal To help others And to figure out my dream I flew off to volunteer And the first thing I heard You aren’t good enough I didn't have a license I didn’t do drugs I was “too innocent” for my age group The middle age folk were too busy They didn't have time...

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They are in the woodwork of my mind framed memories fixed, nailed in time. My father is there, silent as wood. I sought to know him, but never could. Mother’s presence splinters the air I hear her still, voice cobbled in care. Older sisters emerge, a polished veneer whispering what others won’t go near. An older oak-stout brother appears he ingrained me...

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You always repeat the moons in your eyes. I will not drop my lids. I was talking to myself about the perversity of skimming the sperm, throwing black rocks on milk white daisies- to protest against the fields not ploughed deeply and scattering the seeds in wild jungle. One day panther will die on his own, head down, swaying, leaning on one side and then collapsing. No pheromones will...

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Woman flows like a river. As the each drop of the water Joins with the river, With the variation of the Colour in it’s combination, The wonts and passions Shapes her. The new saplings That flow from the Inhalation of woman Just similar to The birds and plants Forms from the breath Of the nature. Like the small particle of soil And the rough, tough And hard rock That exist...

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