Unshattered Poems | Examples

The Wild Mirror

A hundred years passed through these halls. 
If you walk inside, you see ivy on the walls. 
But that one mirror remains unshattered. 
Even as the piles of clothes lay tattered. 
The door is open in this haunted space. 
A snake slithered around on the bookcase. 
A little raccoon made it in as well. 
So did a rabbit as if under a spell. 
They gaze in the mirror one by one. 
Every animal under the sun. 
The insects and spiders too. 
They like to look in the mirror, it’s true. 
Most mirrors on the wall have shattered and fallen down. 
But the Wild Mirror keeps his crown.

A Quiet Knowing

There’s no need to look further than this moment,
no need to reach or strive.

The spirit is here, as steady as your heartbeat—
gentle, like the warmth of hands intertwined,
as familiar as the ground beneath your bare feet.

Listen—
in the quiet between each thought,
a soft truth emerges, complete and unshattered,
reminding us:
you are already home.

Good times don't come for everybody

She waited
In silence and dismay
Yet with hope
of seeing better days ahead...
She saw them coming 
But couldn't make them stay
They flew away
and vanished in haze...
With a broken heart 
still with an unshattered hope
She doesn't wait anymore
but forges ahead in life...
Favourable or adverse
as might be the circumstance
She's a dedicated person
at the end of the day
who has a strong will
and is built well emotionally
Her tears tell stories 
of her years of persistance
when her strength lay unwavering
and she, a gallant lady in making....

Twisted Heartstrings

We broke up But never dated.
Cause I fell so deeply in love, 
With a girl who never related. 
How could my heart be so dumb,
Maybe its what it means to be young.

Then why is my soul left in taters, 
While she seems unshattered? 
The love that a lonely child craves,
Perhaps makes me misbehave. 
So quick to fall.  
But now I’m left with nothing at all.

leading me to question,
"what did I do wrong?"
cause though I was blind to see, 
all along it must have been me.

Two Sides of a Coin: Summer and Rain

The sunny days have arrived 
The lost warmth has been revived 
yes! the one lost in the winters behind
amidst the cold and windy weather on every side.

The increasing heat of this warm hug 
will surely ripen the corn fields 
and the flourish of gold on vast lands 
will bring smiles to many lips.
 
But there are still some unlucky subjects under the Crown of the ruling monarch
who suffer from drought and are often thirsty 
and no drop of water is shed as mercy.
 
The suffering awarded to the people around 
isn't really on the will of the mighty king 
it's indeed the punishment for their own faults 
that led to these miserables scenarios.
 
But times to come have a lot more to offer
because soothing showers are destined to come forward 
after long hours of unshattered hope and perseverance 
our Earth shall be rewarded a great deal of contentedness.....

Teardrops

Let cheer drop in your hands…
Your quivering, hefty hands held on to liberty lands…
Let teardrops fall upon the sands…

You tear at my once unshattered, ungrieving soul
Tattered and torn in the ever-swirling storm within
The torrent of ugly has been made oh so beautiful
The battles we fight here with our night, we will win

We shed blood on these bloody battlefields…
We are protected by God’s sheltering shields
Instead of shedding doubtful tears
Teardrops of fretful fears…

The chimes of ancient times
There are times when I feel unloved sometimes
Sick of the rhymes and sick of you, being sour as limes

That’s why I weep teardrops
Teardrops…as precious raindrops
Pour from bittersweet clouds
We are covered in silhouetted shrouds

Sleeping Volcano

Snow falls in quiet drifts,
covering the ground like cooled ash
where mountains rise to pierce the sky
and plunge into the mirror-lake, 
unshattered.
Shores curve around smooth water
like a crescent moon in a dusky sky
dotted with snowflake-stars
where frosted sighs float silently,
rising like puffs of smoke
to join the muted clouds above.



Written January 14, 2019

Living As Fog

Hovering vapor poised above a melting evanesce of vision,
Floats with ambivalent attention towards the North and East’s collision. 

Watch the fog as it walks with nonchalance aloft the lake beneath,
Passing by as would a train that lacks a track with clenching teeth.

The whistling silence of rolling mist atop unshattered liquid glass,
Portents the steam of conducted dreams we believe inside such gas.

And so we ride the brume of boiled brine in a caboose without a bow,
Blown by the ambivalent inattention of being an obtuse and bloated cloud.

A Friend of Yours

A friend of yours
Be what it may
Can I hear your words and believe they are truth
Dare I think any different 
Erratic thoughts do cause turmoil
Frantically I search your eyes
Give me reason to be comforted
High in the rational segment of my mind
I choose to not see the emptiness in your eyes
Just tell me one more time that I am the one
Keep me from thinking what I think
Love me as you did when it was so new
Move the thoughts from my troubled head
No I no longer feel it is me but her
Ode to a love affair is this what I write next
Portraits of a loving day have cracked
Quintessential love went fluttering through the night
Rustling fallen leaves
Somewhere in time I felt it was real
Torrential rains have fallen in this season
Unknowingly I simply opened my umbrella to let it pass
Victory would not prove to be mine this time
Weathered from the cold I decide to let go
Xiphoid crushes under the hands that attempt to revive me
You move forward with new unshattered portraits
Ziplock the remains of my heart

The Unshattered

they think they are true
they think it is right
what they do 
what they have done
they are UNSHATTERED
the ones that don't know truth
the ones who don't see freedom
they are UNSHATTERED

Lleda's Thoughts

LLeda's bronzed fingertips 
gently brushed the onyx wisps
of hair from her furrowed brow
times of yesteryear now
flirting with her thoughts;
mingled like grapevines, caught
between fantasy, and reality, remains
a lifetime of her dreams scattered 
as broken glass from a windowpane
Such childish games... Yet, unshattered
is her brain, and the heart which keeps her sane
Clearing the vines and glass
A beacon of light does flash
As LLeda's bronzed fingertips
gently brushed the onyx wisps 
of hair from her once furrowed brow

Outer Space:A Dreamer's Dream

Stars in my midst
Jupiter my pillow
Earth my footstool
Dreams yet unshattered
High above the clouds
I'm limitless and talented
Comets my bedtime story
The sun my alarm clock
Mars my breakfast, lunch, and dinner
I'm living in outer space
And loving how it feels
Pluto and Uranus my distant brothers
Venus my mother 
And Mercury, my sister
The possibilities are endless
All you have to do is dream
Dream high and big
Higher than people will ever think to imagine
The Milky Way my home
And as I awake from this dream
I know that's where I belong

Last Breath

let yours be the name
silently breathed
from sleeping lips
the last & lasting sigh
in tired escape,
in passion,in trust
some unbroken promise
the vow least brittle
a single word unshattered;
huddled onto it's self 
amongst the jagged,
blood-tipped shards

Fly Agaric

Wandering traveller of the night
Occult creature,
your velvet butterfly tongue leaves thoughts lingering in my mind
as visions of obscured beauty pass before me,
in the shadow of your smile
hypnotic, illuminating
to pluck the thoughts out of the void
like petals from divine lotus
streams of consciousness pool, playing before our shimmering eyes 
in crescent moon lullaby 
melodic rhythm of throbbing life,
spinning illusion
illuminated in violet luster  
revealing truth hidden in images of splendor
every hue brilliantly diffused
in the immensity of an unshattered silence
fragmented bliss,
I sleep, lulled deeply in Morpheus' embrace 
and so I ask you,
if I am a child of the light why do I feel so at home in the dark?
falling tears die delicately
as you told me that
today is the child of yesterday and tomorrow 
innocence, captured peacefully
formed with golden bough.
Strange, twilight child,
lost in your mercurial pleasure
set free my naked soul
shivering, into darkened night
ascending on stairways of delirium
to the orphaned city of stars

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