Torn Poems - Poems about Torn

It lingers. Not on the lips. Lower. In the fiber of the tongue, in the spasming depths of fear, where words no longer light paths, but only fester in ancestral silences, like icons submerged in sacred rubble, beneath the cracked beams of a church welded shut from within, where even devils can no longer enter. Parting is not spoken. It is torn between teeth, swallowed...

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I’m torn apart… my stomach is in knots… shock and hurt find me… ricocheting through out my body… Is this my plight now? I wallow in my torment… I weep endlessly… Will this affliction never end? Is this my plight now? Why? I ask myself… but sadly there is no answer… Is there justification for this turmoil I am enduring? Is this...

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The trust between people Is like a piece of paper Once it's torn, it's hard to restore Even if we can save a marriage In the end it can't go back The way it was before....

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corruption reigns jealousy fuels the fire. want to leave my land. ...

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I can’t change, and you can’t change. We are two separate people with two separate hearts. When did this road shred apart? I can’t force this love anymore; I am lost in deep thought. Emotional pain hurts, but when you add mental games and a teaspoon of lies, it becomes as ugly as a newborn...

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Look at me now, torn and cast into the unforgiving wind of passing, Just as a bored child abandons a broken doll, Seeking something else to fill their heart with new laughter and colors, Torn and cast away, I can offer nothing more, I am a vessel emptied of the essence of giving. Perhaps, if you would let me...

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Roses with thorns grow on my heart As I waited for you To tell me how you feel Do you want me? Yes or No Is it just a game We talk for hours, nothing new We laughed for hours, nothing new We went out twice, nothing new Do you want me? Yes or No Is it just a game I don't understand you anymore All...

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Life is living more than a day This includes love, joy, fun Mistakes, sadness and education I also see gentle side of life When I feel like everything Is falling apart, I don't forget Everyday to give thanks to God Giving thanks to people who give me love Giving thanks is a privilege....

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Kriah the sign of deep sorrow The example shown for other to follow For what do we need for what happened that tommarow The Viel of the Temple and Gods heart that sorrows ...

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Do you truly believe that I have torn through the centuries with invisible claws, unveiling the arteries of time like strands of silk, only to evaporate into the mist of forgetfulness? That I have ravaged the peaks of celestial laws, tearing the throat of destiny, until its blood wove itself into the fabric of your name, only to unravel like...

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Silence hangs, air is deathly . . . The silence breathly thousands of my voices They tear at my choices ~tear~ roughing-- till I ...

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In the world we live in, Where humanity's power reigns supreme, Adam's plight often goes unseen. Men, women, and children caught in the web of strife, Oppressed by those with power and life. In lands torn by conflict, liberty is a distant dream, As bombs shatter homes and screams pierce the scene. In a place where shadows loom, they stand tall, Fighting for...

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Body torn from abuse Heart torn from sorrow Life torn ….turned upside down Torn is her tomorrow ...

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Between two oceans I do roam, unsure which to call my home. Raised on the west coast, transformed on the east: I know enjoy a lobster feast. Two seasons: three wet one dry, or four with a summer so short I could cry. Which do I love more I cannot say, for I love them both in their...

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When you read me, I want you to feel your skin torn away, like a thin mask lifted from the face of the self, your eyes hollowed by the shadows of identity, with memories burned in the sockets gazing into the inner infinite, filled with the fluid of an existence floating between masks. Feel how your dreams are crushed by...

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