Cracked Poems - Poems about Cracked

…scars of light in dark earth luminesce through bend and fissure seeding pain between cracked fingers that claw for air like crows beneath the mortar silence etch in deft strokes dreams of the child? the child in dream? well, two are one in the same it would seem …scars of light on shards of fire rise in...

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When life with barrenness deals Her c-r-a-c-k-e-d heart frustration feels...

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Teen Felix got pissed as a newt His actions he could not dispute He pee’d in the sink Caused by demon drink What happened next he can’t refute He perched on the sink for a dump Brown faeces came out of his rump The weight of his load Made the sink implode My brother I just want to thump! ...

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I guess you're upset, but you've cracked me up How will you manage when needing a scrub Still holding my own So put down the phone It'll cost you too much to buy a bath tub....

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RIDING ON THE CRACKED ICELAND Heat up! The cold Attic On the border to the mountain Full grown in Ice, a parking bay? On the furrow thirsty of warmth Iceberg will wait Snow! Not this night Seeing the Knight in cold Will tell the tale of a fit Our journey to the cold, sour Never mind! If we can build Seeing Ice not...

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Out of the crack, a life did rise, A fragile bloom beneath the skies. No gentle rain, no nurturing hand, Just broken stones, a barren land. But still, it fought, it clawed its way, Toward the sun, it longed for day. A tiny shoot, a will to grow, A heart that hope would never forgo. Like fragile souls,...

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you want the commitment, you want to be loved - though, you need to know me, in order for this to work out. i need to be free, to not clutch my wings, do you understand me? that's all that i need. don't keep me updated, don't share any words, i'm easily bored, that's all that i want. shut up, keep it quiet. don't say anything more. i'm not...

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A rippling ocean, we just mirrored each other; Smiling with the Moon laughing uncontrollably, cracked us into perfection....

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I craved not affection, a desperate plea, Just whispers of worth, a glimmer to see. No mountains I sought, no jewels in a crown, But a touch of acceptance, a smile to drown The echoes of doubt, the shadows so cold Where whispered self-blame its story foretold They painted me worthless, a canvas of fear Their brushes dipped deep in a poisoned...

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I love the crack of light I see. It brings hope for you and me....

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The old, cracked clay pots on the shelf They've been there so long I leave them there as a reminder Life leaves deep wounds from wrongs Some cracks are deep with crevices bold Some so fine almost unseen Those have been repaired hold the soul But none can repair the genes They are so old and unwanted now Their shelf...

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She wanted to change around the room, Said the way it was only reflected gloom. Stating the room needed a sunny aspect. Trust me I was in no position to object. Many of you men might understand, This morning she had the upper hand. Well, you see I stayed out late last night, Forgot to ring and tell her I was alright. When...

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fine lines sketched into my mirror how did they get there? weathering the decades, furrowed brow, creased eyes with bags am i an old bag - nonsense. the mirror crack'd with an angry whiplash i had to take a look at my life, evaluate, extenuate my outlook. hope for this old hag - that kind of self talk for the birds. bright city lights, broadway...

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he panted heavily muscles twitching in his naked body running frenzied, without looking back, he shouted, “He is after me.... my life” a rip roaring cry....! the traffic halted pedestrians stopped people from shops came out women through curtained windows peeped children stopped their play “so drunk”.... a man murmured “A crack”.... someone shouted “coming right after an orgy” sneered, an oldie... “pity on him...! Take him to an...

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Cracked often reminds me of pecan nuts. Cracked also reminds me of earthquake scars. Mostly cracked reminds me of Jerry Butts Who loved driving Italian racing cars. When he drove, Jerry often munched cashews, While wildly weaving down roads he would choose. Jerry switched cashews for sunflower seeds. Spitting split shells out at a breakneck pace, Once some flew back and lashed his...

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