Brokenness Poems

Brokenness poems bring the best collection of short and long brokenness poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great brokenness rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these brokenness poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on brokenness are here for you.

Brokenness

Brokenness short poem

Tongues intertwined Skin on skin Soul on soul Gazing into each others eyes Hurtling out of control The moment has passed The souls are apart The hunger long gone They now go through life With comatose heavy hearts Each struggling

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To Be Or Not To Be

To Be Or Not To Be short poem

It’s nights like these when I feel like an irony living within itself radiating love yet feeling unloved. It’s night like these when I can’t recognize what tomorrow holds or recall what yesterday held. I feel like an insect crawling

Poems containing references to : Brokenness

When I Am Stranded

When I Am Stranded short poem

When I am stranded, Life’s road seems long, I look for Jesus, my helper He provides friends to encourage, And pray for me, My Saviour helps me giving me Grace to endure And His word to sustain me, Thank you,

Sonnet For Jessitha

Sonnet For Jessitha sonnet poems

In the arms of love, A beautiful untold story A loud silence that broke every barrier, The askance of the heart and its myriad worry Sojourning the barren mirth to make life merrier. Love’s wings summoned the romantist from Canada

Battling Anger

Battling Anger long poem

Father It’s a cloud of Irritability followed by a wrath of hostility. Help me because I don’t want to walk in displeasure For I know better. That with you I can do all things and be such a beautiful Priceless

Words Alone

Words Alone short poem

As if words of love could stand alone, Give shelter and feed me. Days when I was hungry, he fed, Provided for another family, But wrote and boasted about me. Cold nights caused me to shiver. No furious fire could

You Can Do It

You Can Do It short poem

You are looking outside To fix what’s inside No one else can do it for you It’s something only you can do There are things in your past That you are not proud of They are your demons Only you

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A cultural cup of tea

A cultural cup of tea short poem

Coffee isn’t my bean but give me tea leaves A cup of cha do la not cocoa ta no ta Brew me up chuck no Italian espresso like muck Caffeine in the shape of a tea bag in a mug

Summer Is Late, My Heart

Summer Is Late, My Heart short poem

My last night with her Sunflowers stalk. Let them watch, remember, and blazon this onto their petals Time decays my memory Last summer gets harder to remember Will harvesting the sunflowers replenish me? Two summers have died. That memory I

Make Believe

Make Believe short poem

The skin drifts: explores the trash: Atlast the path was liberated. Each leaf becomes a face of a felled tree outside the wisdom; you make death on water. Accidental – reversal of pathology, a hospital expires in bed; peace was

My Life In A Den

My Life In A Den short poem

A shriek of dread I gave out as I woke up from my slumber in a den, not a heaven, but another cosmos of fairy beasts, birds and beings among whom nothing resembled my mother in whose laps I dozed

Appassionata

Appassionata short poem

When I’m thinking of you, muse returns and I am able to write few verses again your words always an inspiration thinking of you often, missing your writes there are some days that rhymes not there then I am waiting

Lofty Peaks

Lofty Peaks short poem

The ashes will come back in mauve, in furrowed face of hunger. I will wait for the clouds to welcome the blue flames. I was the one to walk on time and squeeze the truth for finding the essence of

Some One So Right!!

Some One So Right!! short poem

One fine day with the rise of the dawn, A beam of new sunlight glistened on my face. I opened my eyes with a twinkled glee. And Found Happiness waiting for me to embrace. I got up to the tune

Night

Night short poem

The sun starts it’s descent, the bright golden orange visage encompassing the horizon, Dusk has fallen, day is done, The hustle, bustle of the day ends, Birds chirping retiring to their nests, The weather being clement, The cool breeze wafting,

Stars Shine

Stars Shine elegy

walking through dark lanes , the night was soundless and reserve . wind roared with a whistle and rattled the barren leaves, thinking and analyzing the problem , glanced the stars which shine. they shine and shine , flicker but

Little Boy In A Dream

Little Boy In A Dream short poem

I hear clomps through the doorway. Are they here to take me away? Should I scream for help? Do they care? Or should I leave my room and dare? What have they come in search of? What do I have

I’ve contemplated sonnets long enough

I’ve contemplated sonnets long enough sonnet poems

I’ve contemplated sonnets long enough, And now I think I ought to have a stab; I’m not that sure about romantic stuff, But general this and that seems rather fab. Wordsworth’s general sonnets aren’t my thing, Although he’s written some

Terrestrial Sphere

Terrestrial Sphere ode

Surrender To gravity Levitate and ascend To the sun All to drop From dead last To none Demons cast out Far, far, far from here Light-years away From this Terrestrial sphere Intergalactic war zone Asteroids and shooting stars Little green

Through A Cat’s Eyes

Through A Cats Eyes short poem

She stands on all four a guild of colors and patterns- rubbing off mystery and heed with pries for eyes! I reach for her head; she purrs faster than my pitapat. I go back to my kitchen, shut the door,

I Feel You!..

I Feel You!.. long poem

I Feel You!… I feel you in everything… in the glorious nights inside your incandescent eyes where butterflies knit my dreams and compass my heartbeats. I feel you in everything… while resting your sigh in the corner of a letter

Polka Dots

Polka Dots short poem

A wide borderless horizon, With blue and green clouds and seas. I sit still and gaze. The wind here is cooler… It blows my hair and whispers in my ears. I close my eyes and feel. The sun here is

An Anode Will Discharge

An Anode Will Discharge short poem

Your window was very small. Why did not you throw the dice? Walk away without a want? I had no courage to tell the lies, to hold the secrets of brave tears, which failed to live in red-bricked house. And

Poetic Doses

Poetic Doses short poem

Really focus lately,less moving,more thinking Creating my poetic dosage More painting, more illustrating, my reasons Splashing in poetic motion Adapting to the season and grateful I’m still breathing Thankful for the pain mixed in with the joy giving my life

Soul’s Quest

Souls Quest short poem

Soul, What is happiness? The feel we get when we defeat someone? Or the one which we get when we know that we have won someone? Is it the winning of an argument? And the losing of a friend? Or

Terrifed

Terrifed short poem

Firing of neurons accelerates, under the weight of ruthless originalism. A crowd collects the strength of collider and starts throwing back sparks in dark. Each face looks like a spider alighted from alienness: distills terror. The smile was a miracle.

Wrath

Wrath short poem

I feel this ever looming wrath. It comes from within. Sure to destroy everything in its path. But as this soul would come out. The whisps of smoke will arise. Rotten a cadaver only will be perceived. A thousand clouds

Want To Make A Difference?

Want To Make A Difference? short poem

Want to make a difference? then show love Love is something people can’t get enough When with their beliefs we don’t agree We need to love them you and me Let them see Jesus living within Let them see we

Last Journal Entry

Last Journal Entry short poem

The coldest wind which fills my sails Sent colder chills throughout my spine As now the rigging grimly wails That mast seems willing to recline The taut sinews binding my bones I felt tighten into a knot We’re on this

Writing Poetry

Writing Poetry short poem

He said it was not easy, Not that easy, writing poetry. But I didn’t think so. (Yeah! I thought of it though.) I sent him my blueprint, He laughed and laughed… It’s not that easy, you see Your’s all wilderness.

Conflicting Turmoil

Conflicting Turmoil short poem

Suspended sort animation, Means at odd with the end All labors notwithstanding- To prospects that do not extend. On a journey since embarked, The destination not in sight. With none there to relate to, Or identify with own plight. Questioning

A Family Dust

A Family Dust short poem

A thirsty town fails, harvesting the moon, and turns into a vast lake of tears. They were fighting for their right to remain poor and hungry. It was a fractured amnesia in the pit of flesh. Was it a pink

Dead man walking

Dead man walking short poem

Go sleep, where I entombed thee don’t wake up and walk haunting everyone you come across.. Go lie down in that beautiful coffin don’t stray and seek anymore you are dead now and dead are not supposed to walk.. You

Birthdays

Birthdays short poem

Birthdays are special Reminding us of many times Growing past, but still remembering Not the bad things, but those that shine And as that gift of life was given to us We give it in return And nurture it so

I Love Solitude

I Love  Solitude short poem

I like Solitude ….. Together I was wondering how secured I am Together I was wondering how safe I am Together I was wondering how much blessed I am Together I was wondering how much cared I am Together I

Hey You Beautiful Eyes!

Hey You Beautiful Eyes! short poem

Hey, what is that your cold piercing gaze is searching for? After breaking my heart into pieces, what you sailed away for I hope I will find you someday, somewhere at some someplace But love is what you are, you

Roots

Roots short poem

It was a beautiful day after the storm. Fever was rising in branches. Severed moons on road started listening to explosive-laden snow. I went for the jugular. Why poisoned goats were set free for the cougars? Existence was a positive

Nothing

Nothing prose poem

I, the most perfect syllable in the world. It encapsulates me and all that is mine And all that I perceive or have perceived, All that I encountered or experienced, the Totality of my existence and its meaning To me

Reflections

Reflections short poem

There was a time when I sat still. Soaking in unavoidable truth. Choosing instead to sit and bathe in a world of thought. The sun peeked through the window, concerned by the calmness that struck my lips. A sudden grip

Mother Did Something Right

Mother Did Something Right short poem

My mother did many things right. But I’m thankful she taught me to be polite. Even with all that I struggles with in life, I never strayed from her advice. I needed her love more than dad’s. Not the many

Will go away, if you want me to

Will go away, if you want me to short poem

Will go away if you want me to.. I am one of those omens, one of those spells that someone has cast on thee to make you feel again, for better or worse how can I say, that is for