Broken Poems
Cracked Heart and Wrecked Soul
by Disha Shree
My heart is now in a shattered disarray of pieces,
Some lost, some disinterested, and some still hopeful,
Not that your vile self would return, dear,
But the lost pieces would come home.
Now I am a glass figurine,
Perfect to eye, and broken underneath,
Your weapon-like words crushed me to dust,
And you still say 'Hello'?
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Losing A Loved One.
by Haych Nano
I had a dream, that you had died
I woke with a scream, i cried and cried.
my heart beats heavy, eyes sore and red
as i lay there sobbing, on my bed.
I've had this curse, since you passed away
the same painful dream, night and day.
I sit and wonder, whats left for me
a life of pain thats all i see.
a lonely life of feeling blue
i now realise what i have to do.
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Love and Loved
by Preeti Sharma
I lied and lied
A thousand times
For years and years
I thought it was mine
Born to love and be loved
I thought that's how it's like
Now, I am lonely and misunderstood
Thrown off and shoved aside.
Was I wanted? If I was
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Final Goodnight
by Haych Nano
tonight when i close my eyes
i watch in horror as my father dies.
it's only the truth, i share no lies
lying on my bed my heart cries.
night after night, all i do is lay and weep
a years gone by and still no sleep.
all i ask is a night off from this pain
instead i hit the bottle as my eyes begin to rain.
the room spins as the whiskey takes over
you died an alkie, maybe i should of stayed sober.
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How do you.
by Allie Dé Luca
How do you go through life? How do you wake up in the morning? Do you wake up and promise yourself it’s a new day? Do you really feel like you have a fresh start everyday? Do you truly and honestly get out of bed happy every morning feeling like nothing could bring you down because it’s a brand ??? day?
Have you ever been so fucking low that in that moment, at that time, tomorrow didn’t exist for you? Even thinking of the sunrise was unreal.
Do you drown your feelings with alcohol? Do you ruin yourself with drugs? Have you spent your whole life learning how to filter and bury your emotions because everyone was worried about your drug addict mother and alcoholic father instead of you? Instead of worrying about the toll and emotional wreckage their actions were taking on you and your siblings only to have all your progress and growth ripped away when you slowly realized you’re no better than them.
Not being able to help thinking that the only reason your family was ‘helping’ was to make themselves feel better, so they could say that they ????? to help.
You’re just as worthless as your parents because you are them. You’ve become them. You’re just as ruined. Just as broken. Just as fucked up. You’ve inherited all their shitty genes, all of their worst qualities, not being able to find the good in yourself anymore. Are you an alcoholic like your father? Do you crave the rush of trying a new drug daily like your mother? Does your ‘family’ want to send you away until you come back ‘fixed’. They expect it to last, but it doesn’t. There isn’t a happy ending, and no one gets better. There isn’t a coming back. Everyone relapses. You live on a climax, on a rush, on impulse with no downfall. Always on edge. Always ruined.
ALLIE D.
Broken In Two
by Casey Allin
Broken in two
Trying to mend
Trying not to
Get downhearted
It’s always other people
Who make you feel that way
But you will mend
Just on another day!
Ashen Silence
by Spark Carter-Ray
In shadows deep where silence weaves,
A heart once warm now softly grieves.
Beneath the weight of a heavy night,
Hope flickers dimly, just out of sight.
Cold whispers echo in my hollow chest,
Where joy once danced and light found rest.
The colors fade to ashen gray,
In the mirror's eyes—what’s left to say?
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Slipping
by Miranda White
Slipping.
Faster and faster.
Why won't you stay.
You don't need to go any faster.
I can keep up.
Promise me you will wait.
My hand is slipping may we please go slower.
Your hand moving away faster.
Please I want to hold onto you longer.
You're letting me go.
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A Dreadful Embrace.
by Hari Krishnan B V
Arousing horridly hatred breeds aching sorrowful grief,
Words massacred every breath down the diaphragm.
Eyes plunge stinging tears down the bloodshot sclera,
Frigid fills with your muffled cries of mellifluous voice.
Limbs turning numb sans hurling hazardous venom,
Crawling to her like a microbe searching its genome.
Our deafening cries engulfed the infirmary chamber,
Overwhelming with misery, weeping angels flew apart.
She gushed blood for in love, hidden spirits envied us,
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Voice of the Voiceless
by Ayatullah Nurjati
In twilight’s fading glow, a voice stirs unseen,
It is the song of those from shadows gleaned.
They Walk with broken backs, hands worn and bruised,
Society’s edges, abandoned and used.
Is justice but a whispered prayer in the dark?
Or does it stand, a flame, a fierce spark?
To the powers that sleep in golden halls,
Hear now the cry from those who crawl.
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