Wreckage Poems - Poems about Wreckage

It's almost my birthday, and somehow I'm still here, barely, but breathing - after a year of mental carnage. Depression didn't knock, it broke in, set up camp in my chest, while psychosis turned the world into a funhouse mirror, bending truth until I didn't know what was real. I drowned in thoughts that tore like glass, sharper than anything outside my head, clawed...

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Bittersweet, or just a hard pill to swallow? I’ve done this to myself, haven’t I? Watching it crumble around me, Piece by piece, Like everything I once held so tight, Now slipping through my fingers, Flames to ashes, Ashes to dust. I know what I’ve done. I know it all too well. Yet, I feel nothing. Not even the searing burns on my skin, From the fires...

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An infant is brought into being,crafted out of earthly elements Out of soil,out of water, breathing air moment after moment. Nerves get nourished,strength is acquired as blood circulates through veins The sheer love of her as nature gifts the first glimpse of consciousness. Slowly things transform as seed sprouts into a towering tree As the muscles...

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He left his life one morning, while she was sound asleep he left hr without warning cos there are secrets you have to keep he didn’t wait to see the tears form in her beautiful eyes and as he passed by the mirror began to realise he’s never going home she wrote him a text message listened to his answer phone her life was lying...

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Ye' Ole' Titanic, That sailed across the seas An iceberg did it come to see It stood in the ships way dismayed Of a ships voyage that now is display. The lives it had lost and were taken, On that saddened treacherous day Broke hearts of many other's lives If what we lost in that very same way. The maydays must have...

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Created from clay yet possessing image of God my heart glows with redemption’s grace persisting to champion miracles against human nature’s wreckage... Thus, I can move mountains. Gripped with divine presence my faith trusts the Holy Spirit strengthened to conquer trials subduing torments of guilt midst pardon bliss toward triumphant eternity... Indeed, I can move mountains*. *Matthew 17:20 “And Jesus said unto them... If ye have...

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The town, betrayed by time passed, lies forsaken. Lost, lain memories, like tumble weeds, awaken To the prod of windy wisps, and roll willy nilly, Hazardously rendering any hope of revival as silly. Whispers of the past, wind borne, quickly fade, Always out of hearing, always too soft, under the breath, played. But, echoing clearly, that what once was, could never...

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You are a cold piece Work. You left me on the edge, Going berserk. You have no idea how much It hurt. It was touch and go for what It's worth. I have never loved another like You. I have your name on my neck...

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BOAT wreckage ...

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Hold me. My heart's adrift. Now hard aground, torn sails. Can we just once sail WITH the tide? Again?...

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Homeland long left, almost lost in obscurity, beyond the ocean line on the horizon far, the ancient mariner hopes to reach now, sailing with the forlorn heart scorched, return to where it yearns to be. But the swelling surge of charcoal clouds bursts on the wings of twirling tempest, the sky falls with his broken dreams, he drifts aimless with the...

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The winds of change blow in time’s one way course, waft from the fading end to an unknown another, as the momentum they gather from the power the spurt of history gives, it goes on increasing ever, the direction they receive from the coded message, the current events provide can’t ever be altered, the intent...

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I feel useless can't pursue clueless life’s a huge mess confused with stress Motivation on vacation ideas vacant In a stationed state numb heard cracks felt rumbles heard a thunder no floor under I tumble crashing down being crushed by rubble stuck now in trouble then silence no cries no one else alive somehow I’ve...

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I've been your bow and your stern, Your sail and your deck I've helmed our little boat over rough seas, through storms on an uncharted course I'm in need of repair, my sails are tattered, My bow and my stern are weak, my deck splintered and worn I cannot go on, the sea has consumed me and I am going down December 28, 2016...

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Wreckage-Screwed X Contest Believing in you caused wreckage in me You thought taking your own life would fix you ...

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