Tattered And Torn Poems - Poems about Tattered And Torn

...Lately, my only passion is for poetry, I quench my soul's thirst endlessly. The newborn babe’s cry in verses, I leave behind just as it is. My heart is tattered and torn, I write my poems, scr......

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...I didn’t care when they loaded all of us into those trucks Why would I care, I was only four, after all I didn’t care when they stuffed us into another truck more packed than the last I was only......

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... I wear a poppy every day And always there’s someone who’ll say, “You’ve got it wrong! That’s not the way, My man, you’re disrespectful!” You know the type. They take delight, Dictati......

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...Memories flutter like Post-It notes, with scribbles faint and worn. Reminders fade in the winds they’ve made, my pages are tattered and torn. Notes twist and swirl, then dip and curl, ......

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...Sturdy within myself like I haven’t been before. From the penthouse of my mind to the dirt in my basement floor. Wasn’t focused on the destination as that would have been a chore. So I climbed th......

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...Their toys are all strewn across every room Each soon to be broken or lost. Their books are forlorn, all tattered and torn In the corner where they have been tossed. Mommy is hoarse from the scre......

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...She stands proud, On mountain trail, All tattered and torn. Her stars holding fast To the cloth she wears. The Fifty stars she bears Her strips bleeding The pain o......

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...Today (Director): Lights up on the stage of Now, Where Past and Future take their bow. Yesterday, Tomorrow, come forth and speak, Show us how time's voices peak. Yesterday: I am the scri......

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...Lost in labyrinthine lanes of midnight's embrace, Where ghostly gas lamps gleam, casting silhouettes of grace, Their luminescence lingers on cobblestone veins, Chattering footsteps echo, bound in ......

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...I've toiled in shadows, my hands calloused and worn, Laboring silently, my spirit tattered and torn. For the promise of pennies, I've bent my back low, While the masters of plenty reap what I sow.......

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...You mangled my life for games of chance creating madness within a carney realm feasting on my thoughts tampering with my mind crushing me chest ripping my heart out stomping on it raising......

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...My little doll's smile is fading away a small crack in its beauty a forming decay My little doll's paint is starting to strip each colorful strand departing they'll be missed My little d......

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...I can't believe I'd ever be part of a normal family that loves each other without fail with open arms they will cradle you with heartfelt love and care these feelings will not disappear I never......

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...I'm numbered among the fallen I fell along side so many other stars. Only to be forgotten, but tell me, was it his back that turned or ours? I gaze down at the shadow cast by my wings. Only remna......

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...I STOOD YOUNG AND ALONE NO ONE TO TONE BEATEN AND ABUSED UNSURE AND CONFUSED NO ONE TO CALL STAY HIDDEN AND SMALL WHY WAS I BORN TO BE TATTERED AND TORN JUST PIECES OF ME YOU CHOSE TO SEE I......

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