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Debanjana Saha May 2017
Our office building
Is in the maintenance procedure
Lot of cracks and paints are out
So those are being fixed

How?

Cracks are made
to be more cracked
To fill up the whole
crack from beneath.

A thought sparked -
our hearts too, cracks
or breaks sometimes.
Let’s break it more
to heal it from beneath
and to be whole
filling up with love.

– 17th May, 2017
healing from within
Elissa Deauvall May 2017
Sorry to disappoint
But I'm starting to crack
I took on too much
Now I'm slipping
Tired eyes, tired heart, exhausted mind
I wish not to bother you
With my melodramatic problems
I do not want to be here now
I want to be free
With my poems to keep me company
At this point
I don't think I can promise anything
I'm sorry to disappoint
I'm sorry
K Balachandran May 2017
moving ants,millions
from the hanging rock's crack
swarming,seeking what?
Reimar Mar 2017
Falling … all it takes is one crack
Falling … as it grows and it spreads
We collapse
We collapse
All it takes
Is one crack

Falling … all it takes is one step
Falling … take a very last breath
Cross the edge
Cross the edge
All it takes
Is one step

Falling … into the cold empty depth
Falling … you are all that I have
We crash
We crash
Into the cold
Empty depth
MC Hammered Mar 2017
You stole my voice, but I let
you lock it away. Behind neck kisses,
lazy Sundays, and “who’s texting yous.”
Don’t worry baby,
I found it between the cracks
of your fingers, wrapped
around my neck, you tried to stop
the word *****.  Nice try.
You can’t mute
me. Watch me throw up,
watch me wail.
Your ego is deafening, as if you were afraid
of mine being louder than yours.
Well, I’m ******* screaming,
and I hope your ear drums shatter.
Perfect perforation.  
You can’t shush me.
My voice is not cracking,
*****, did I stutter?
Nope.

But, no hard feelings, right? ’Cause this
new dude says he likes it when I
scream.
Brett Palmero Mar 2017
Cracked and broken,
Pieces scattered,
From a dream awoken,
To being shattered,
Broken from what I lack,
I can feel every crack.

Each piece has a story,
Of life, in of itself,
Some times of glory,
Others of poor health,
All these memories on my back,
It's no wonder I crack.

So instead I pull together,
And fill in what's missing,
With gold and put pressure,
Until all the cracks glisten,
Now I stand up, broken,
But within gold is woven.
Kintsugi is the process of breaking pottery and putting the pieces back together with gold to fill in the cracks
Ravanna Dee Feb 2017
I finds cracks on people
who pretend they're whole.
So maybe that's a blessing.
Or maybe it's a curse.
Either way,
I can't save them all.
And there are too many out there
who laugh with broken hearts.
Maggie Rowen Feb 2017
All your lies and all your pain
following dreams you'll only break
on this road for way too long

But when it's said and done
there really was no way we could have won
the cracked glass shatters to the floor
reminding me that life always gives a cure

All you know is home
with a heart that doesn't want to be alone
with a heart that doesn't want to lose it's song

But when it's said and done
there really was no way we could have won
the cracked glass shatters to the floor
reminding me that life always gives a cure

And I know you had to go
Had to get yourself back home

But when it's said and done
there really was no way we could have won
the cracked glass shatters to the floor
reminding me that life always gives a cure
Leal Knowone Feb 2017
The crack in the window brings the light, beautiful to many, vile to to my sight.
Can I sleep?
don't remind me of what I must do.
Leave me my silence, leave me my grace,leave this ***** grimy disgrace.
We all should lie in obscurity.
The cracks in the pavement wont break her back.
If you fall , get up, if you don't break your neck.
You can make it through.                                      
Leave me in the distance.
Recognize the light.
Walk paths of fear, and acceptance takes flight.
Things cloudy eyes may not see.
Leave me in the distance, I'm not here to race, another dawn the darkness breaks
In my opponents I see teachers, family, monsters, men and preachers.
Lie in the shadows, or a darkened room.
Lie in the twilight, to embrace the light.
Does anything have one side? how much does it take?
This is just a play, can you make it through.
We all hold the pen in our hands, we all sing the tune
many stories will be told, many pouring out their soul, was it love or rock and roll?
Scarlet Niamh Jan 2017
Let me in when the darkness comes
because I need the recognition which you
regard me with, as if your eyes truly
understand and feel the world of pain
I have within me. I needed you to save
me and you watched me,
you knocked like crazy on the metal
walls until they collapsed
and you caught me,
with all of my cracks.

I'm just so broken,
So weary,
But you still watched something.
You still saved something.
You still made something.

Something out of nothing.
~~ Run until you're miles away and kiss me into slumber. ~~
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