Tattered Poems - Poems about Tattered

heart tattered wounded soul hopes all shattered failed love has a price such an outrageous toll a burden to bear when skewed Before leaping again, think twice There's a question worthy of asking Is trusting in love again worth the risk It will bloom anew if true love is found, Chance encounter of a new romance Funny, how it happens that way suddenly, gray skies turn blue Sunlight beams...

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have a box of sadness that I keep upon a shelf old and tattered from being opened too many times inside are the fallen tears of my collected sadness in that box dwells all my pain, sorrow, regret and grief now, it is Christmastime and I need to open it again so, I can dwell...

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I open the book of time once more and again where pages are engraved in my mind the worn old pages- all tattered and yellow oh, here is the house of my childhood and my memories come twirling ...

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In tailored suits that hug the form, A businessman strides, exuding charm. Briefcase in hand, he’s on his way, Chasing the dawn of a brighter day. Polished shoes click on the city’s grind, With visions of fortune and power in mind. He navigates crowds with purposeful grace, While the world sees his polished face. He buys a cup of coffee to wake him...

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The white statue rested above the dying woman's head, A ray of light shone thinly onto the old talisman. Carter watched silently at the old gaunt wrinkled woman. He would be brave, prepare his last rites, For he knew her end was near. She beckoned him to come near her. "Take this old handkerchief, the prophets gave me long ago, It...

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I give my heart to you freely, Knowing it's battered and bruised, worn from love's wars. Please keep it safe; I don't know how it still beats, Remember, it's the only one I have, with scars so deep and pain so real. I'm unsure how I survive these days with my bleeding heart. Please keep it safe; it's a crime...

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There on the shelf among all the other books, Was one, a book that was old and tattered. By the cover, nothing could be told by the looks, Inside were written words of a life that was shattered. Pages were torn, Some had sentences that were unfinished. The pages talked about a life of great scorn, Of a person that was...

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Under the tattered cloak of the past night, I awoke as a traveler in the shadow of a compassless vessel, Navigating the black river of an unknown destiny. And behold, I suddenly got lost In a chorus of voiceless echoes, Whose devastating chords Became the canvas on which the mourning of immeasurable loss is woven, Where I learned to weave endless tears...

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Oh, a shadow of the being in the tattered drapes of day, You play upon the stage of the world with a smile borrowed from another vision. You are a dancer in the whirl of human bustle and retreat, A delicate weave of feelings, of desires edged between being and not belonging. In you, the silk of longing for...

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"Blessed is the man that endureth temptation: for when he is tried, he shall receive the crown of life, which the Lord hath promised to them that love him."James 1:12 of the King James Bible Torn midst temptations and Treated as useless, yet Tested midst hopeful strength To rise with faith in God Triumphantly over Trials… Now, heart champions Thanksgiving, grace-enriched. 3rd place,...

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“A tattered soul isn’t always dark; there’s light within, amidst broken wings. Only a hyacinth heart would see the sun when it rains. ” ~ Quote by Poet I am like tattered twigs on dying trees, facing freckled skies~ watered with blooming grief, as tainted roots of life-lines~ keeps carrying emerald scars, scattered along feathered rain-forests, where devious dragonflies and cross-eyed~ crickets croon remnants of forgotten...

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"it’s been torn, and tattered, and broken apart, but keep me vulnerable and broken open, please stay my tender heart" – author, butterflies rising My heart is tattered; oh were it made of a cloth like cotton, ragged it would be because of one who tore from me his love. Cruel words brought misery to me. Although my heart...

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leaves by lawn mower shattered across open yard gathering their thoughts Mulched into the ground giving some life to old soil tattered scattered leaves...

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Tattered like an old love letter Grasped too often in withered fingers Folded and unfolded in an effort to remember A long ago romance and those secret trysts Beneath bowers of summer flowers And too soon ended by elders Shocked and scandalized by a love They could not fathom and could not endure Existing in the shadows of unsanctioned socialties. The words in the...

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Darkness abounds in my heartfelt sorrow where she left me stripped of pride a battered crippled soul who aimlessly wanders in darker realms of blue I continually drown in tears of anguish for being such a fool she used to fill her lonely need and led me to this room of scattered light where I...

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