#brokenness poems on Hello Poetry

notthepoethewantstobe Jan 2019

Shards

The intensity with which we shatter,
Those what’s-left-of-us shards that cut you deep,
Brokenness and jagged edges matter,
When prices paid with pieces feels too steep.

Only two things cause our own destruction—
We’re broken from without or from within.
The damage goes beyond reconstruction,
We can’t build what we built before again.

Cracked into piles of debris on the floor,
The remnants of escaped emotion’s cage,
Whose seething burn couldn’t take it anymore,
Disposing of it disrespects its rage.

We’re broken so that something is released,
Those shards remind us what we have to do.
To put them back is just what matters least,
But don’t cut yourself making something new.

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#shards #brokenness #breaking #rebuilding #edges #shatter #insightshurt

Marg Balvaloza Jan 2019

Paano Ba Nagsimula

Bumalik tayo kung saan...
Paano nga ba nagsimula?
Nagsimulang ang mga pangamba ko ay mawala,
nagsimulang pangamba ay mapalitan ng pag-asa't pagtitiwala.
Mga pagluha sa aking mata, ay tila naglaho na
Napalitan ng pagtawa, lumbay ay lumisan na.

Paano nga ba nagsimula?
Mamuhay nang kasama ka
Sa mga araw na kapiling ka—- bawat araw ay puno ng galak at pagsinta.
Tinuruan mo akong, mamuhay nang may saya
Pait ng kahapon ay naitapon na,
mula nang ikaw ang makasama ko, sinta.
Samahang walang papantay, punung-puno ng buhay!
Pag-aalaga ay damang-dama, suporatado ang isa't-isa.

Paano nga ba nagsimula?
Malalim na pinagsamahan
Masasayang ala-ala, na tila hindi maaantala—-
    ng kahit anong problema, sa atin man ay naka-amba
Magkahawak mga kamay, tayo ay hindi bibitaw.

Mga gala at lakad natin, na minsan ay biglaan pa
Mga oras na hindi natin alam, kung paano napagkasya.
Basta't alam nating... tayo ay masaya—- kahapon man o ngayon, at kahit na bukas pa!

Ngunit dumating ang panahon, tayo'y sinubok na ng pagkakataon
Masasaya nating bukas ay nagsimula na ngang kumupas
Hindi alam kung paano, tayo'y biglang nagbago
Tila nalagas na puno, hindi na lumago.

Akala ko ba ikaw ay "KASAMA?"
Hindi lang kaibigan o basta-bastang kasintahan
Kasama sa lungkot at pighati, kasiyahang hindi mawari
Pagkatalo man o pagkapanalo—- tayo pa rin ang magwawagi.

At ngayon...
Bumalik tayo kung saan...
Paano nga ba nagsimula?

Nagsimulang mawala ang paniniwala na tayo ay para sa isa't-isa
Nagsimulang matalo sa digmaan at piniling wag na lumaban?
Nagsimulang maglaho ang mga katagang "mahal kita"
Nagsimulang magbulag-bulagan sa katotohanang
b a k a   t a y o  a y  p w e d e   p a ?

Isip at damdamin ay di makaunawa
Hirap pagalingin ang sugat na sariwa
Sugat na iwan ng ating pinagsamahan
Pinagsamahan na akala ko ay aabot sa simbahan

Paano nga ba nagsimula?
Paano at kailan nagsimula?
Nagsimulang matapos ang ating pagmamahalan?

Kahit kailan pinangarap ko, maging ikaw at ako—- hanggang sa dulo
Paano mangangarap kung ako ay gising na?
Gising sa katotohanan na tayo ay
w a l a  n a?

© LMLB

This is a poem I made eight months ago. I think it's the right time to publish it to let the public read it freely, as free as I am right now. Perhaps the feelings have depreciated and that's why I wouldn't mind if someone would read this poem, based solely on my feelings couple of months ago.

There you go, you have it. Read this poem from my broken heart that's already mended now. :)

#love #sad #melancholy #brokenness #lost #brokenhearted #relationship #tagalog #local #filipino

Katryna Jan 2019

Roleta ng kapalaran

Pagtatagpuin muli tayo ng tadhana,
Kung kelan,

hindi natin alam,
Kung saan,

hindi natin sigurado,
Isa lang ang dasal ko,
Sana handa tayo.

somewhere down the road

#thoughts #love #relationship #brokenness #friendship #lover #strangers #poem #tagalog #philippines

Kitt Dec 2018

kintsugi

gratefulness is the gold fillings
in your cracked porcelain skin
recognition of your brokenness--
not the brokenness itself--
is the beauty in imperfection.

white ripples across your surface become
golden seams. the tectonic design is
a topographical map of scars and stitches;
the adherence of
traits that don't otherwise connect.

"you are beautiful," he tells you as
he kisses each mark softly,
his lips tracing a winding path through
your gardens.

it is not his words that make it so
but they settle just the same
reminding you that it’s not the cracks
that make you glitter
but the gold with which you fill them—
forgiveness
grace
and love.

#kintsugi #repairs #broken #brokenness #gold #beauty

LimitedVocabulary Dec 2018

The Morning After

The sparks—
They dance so happy
On my chest,
Singing laughter,
Dancing prancer,
Merry-going
In a jest—
But to fall
Into the void
To disappear
Like everything else.
And goes on,
A lonely song,
I sing all by myself.

Time and time,
My heart she says,
It’s alright to dream.
Then life comes up,
Takes the night,
And throws it
Down the stream.
And when I awake,
My pieces ache
Where she
Used to be.
I look around,
The sparks are gone,
And all that’s left is me

Can you tell me how this piece made you feel? What you saw as you moved from word to word?

It’s about losing something you thought would last for a long time— love, friendship, instant deep connection— the makings of an impossible thing— it’s all about that. Sometimes, magic just happens, you know? But it doesn9t last. And you wake up asking yourself: what happened? You kinda try to make sense of it as if understanding the pain makes it easier to bear.

Hiello, there. My name is Limited Vocabulary. Thanks for reading my first poem!

#love #heartbreak #sadness #sorrow #pain #dreams #loneliness #heart #brokenness

Sacred Johnson Nov 2018

Leave my water! (Tragic of unwanted love)

Pour, pour! The *** is half empty.

•Leave my water!
° Here, a fish from my spear.

Clap, clap! The back of my hands hurts.

•Leave my water!
°Your hands would fit in mine.

Clutch, clutch! Her bare feet upon land.

•Leave my water! .
°I'd hold your life's loads.

Thund, splash. Water sinks beneath sand.

•Leave my water! I warned.
° No wonder, I will kneel before your old man.

******, thump! She desired her hands on my neck.

• The chiefs will hear, the clan's curse shall dwell upon you. Had you only leave my water!
° Shall I never appear before the light of day, you knew my hands would make you a gold *** and carry you crystal water.

Flap, flip! There she fades, left water in my lungs. Shall I had leave her water.

Tales of ancient Southern African love stories from the villages. Where tender girls would only be found when a house hold run out if water. I wrote this piece based on love stories narrated to me by my Gogo (grandma). Love can be painful when the one you love is too broken to be loved 'cause all the love they cohabit once was taken from them. The bitterness you face trying to cease loving them is unbearable. You may notice the two characters, • (girl) & ° (boy) probably me and all the lads that once or will fall in love with a girl who's broken by another man. When she says "no! " it's best you listen though not giving up. Don't force love 'cause pure love alone can end in tragedy. Mend and mould it. I hope you will find an exchange for love when you spend love, just don't invest all in it.

#unwantedlove #africanstories #brokenness #girlsheal #boysbreakhearts

notthepoethewantstobe Oct 2018

Faith Healer

Faith is what holds broken shards together.
Pieces left over of something shattered.
Faith sweeps them, delicate like a feather,
From the mess into which they’ve been scattered.

Faith takes the brokenness and makes it whole.
Jagged pieces must be handled with care.
Faith softens them with power to console.
They will rebuild with belief they’re all there.

Faith is the power to compel healing.
It is the life force of recovery.
Faith is glue between cracks that need sealing.
Knowing the broken will heal is the key.

Faith broken hopes come back stronger redeems,
Like a mirror whose scratches disappear.
Faith sculpts new life out of broken down dreams,
As if out of sand new glass could appear.

Faith takes the chaos of a broken soul,
Faith resurrects it if given control.

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#faith #belief #healing #brokenness #insightshurt

Mary Frances Oct 2018

Brokenness

I am a collection of shattered,
broken glasses.
My sides and edges are sharp
and may cause a wound
to whoever dare to hold me in their hands.
You may think that only my large shards can hurt but the truth is,
it's the small ones that can create the most pain.

Despite these things, is your love still
willing to embrace my brokenness?

#brokenness #broken #shattered #sides #edges #sharp #wound #love #pain #hurt