#torn poems on Hello Poetry

CE Uptain 3d

Love is a blind eye and a broken heart
Can’t see the trouble before the start

You see what you want to and it all looks good
Can’t show you anything but I wish I could

There’s trouble in the making; love doesn’t come cheap
You will pay for it all, even if there’s nothing to keep

You won’t see it coming, you won’t have a clue
There’s going to be trouble and it’s all on you

Love is a blind eye and a cold broken heart
You won’t find the pieces after you are torn apart

An empty hole where your heart used to be
A desperate soul just dying to be free

For all the love sick poets. Here is my version.

#love #lonely #heart #broken #torn

Maria Jul 4

I blend with the crowd

I blend with the crowd of those resembling,
Torn, abandoned, empty and waste,
Meek and faded, walking with bows,
Forgotten the hand warmth, the others, unfaced.

The others, who’ve lost both faith and nerves,
The others, who’ve learnt a cruel lesson,
The others, walled up to the full limit,
The others, whose souls are wholly lessened.

Thank you very much for reading it! 🙏💕

#crowd #resembling #torn #abandoned #empty #waste #meek #faded #others #unfaced

KNOWER Jun 23

torn

our clothes,
our tattered clothes
are torn up and frayed,
unsightly and stained
the bindings are strained,
they fit no longer
the hemming gave 'way,
they hold no longer

our feet,
our blistered feet
are cut up, in pain,
aching, inflamed
their will's been bent,
they heave no longer
their life's been spent,
they move no longer

our hearts,
our hollowed hearts
are battered and bruised,
worn out and used
all has been drained,
they bleed no longer
their thumping has waned,
they beat no longer

our hopes,
our shattered hopes
are blackened and greyed,
broken, dismayed
all has been lost,
we hope no longer
we're wont to last,
we yearn no longer

our souls,
our flustered souls
are darkened and swayed,
lost and derailed
their glow's been dulled,
they shine no longer
their flow's been culled,
they live no longer

our hands,
our calloused hands,
tho' wounded and gashed,
hardened and bashed
are all we have to show at the end of the day...

#torn #battered #blistered #broken #calloused #drained #flustered #frayed #jaded #shattered

KNOWER Jun 11

torn

our clothes,
our tattered clothes
are torn up and frayed,
unsightly and stained
the bindings are strained,
they fit no longer
the hemming gave 'way,
they hold no longer

our feet,
our blistered feet
are cut up, in pain,
aching, inflamed
their will's been bent,
they heave no longer
their life's been spent,
they move no longer

our hearts,
our hollowed hearts
are battered and bruised,
worn out and used
all has been drained,
they bleed no longer
their thumping has waned,
they beat no longer

our hopes,
our shattered hopes
are blackened and greyed,
broken, dismayed
all has been lost,
we hope no longer
we're wont to last,
we yearn no longer

our souls,
our flustered souls
are darkened and swayed,
lost and derailed
their glow's been dulled,
they shine no longer
their flow's been culled,
they live no longer

our hands,
our calloused hands,
tho' wounded and gashed,
hardened and bashed
are all we have to show at the end of the day...

#torn #battered #blistered #broken #calloused #drained #flustered #frayed #shattered #wounded

Makenna May 22

Twenty-Two Without You

Twenty-two, it’s bittersweet,
 A dance of joy, a shuffle of defeat.
 Moments linger, memories weave,
 In laughter’s echo, I still believe.

Without you, time feels out of tune,
 Shadows lengthen beneath the moon. 
Each heartbeat whispers your refrain, 
A melody wrapped in tender pain.

The world spins on, but I stand still, 
Chasing pieces, the dreams we’d fill. 
Bittersweet notes, this life’s embrace,
 A fragile beauty, a tender trace.

Sunrise colors the empty air, 
Yet in that glow, I see you there. 
In every sunrise, in every sigh, 
Your spirit dances, it won’t say goodbye.

Twenty-two, a chapter torn,
 A canvas bright, where love was born.
 Though bittersweet, I hold it tight, 
For every shadow knows the light.

#love #hope #22 #torn #sunrise #bittersweet #shadows #linger #moments #goodbye

Rhiannon Clayton May 18

Falling

Feeling the torn wings and shattered dreams.
Tear-stained pendulum swinging, as my eyes stare down the light in the hallway with a ten-yard stare.
Climbing into my soul, I cling to the shadow of my angel, trying hard to hold onto a ray of hope, like a dream catcher chasing away bad things.
Falling, I realize that in this descent, I am discovering myself on my way to the ground.
Falling endlessly and quietly, without a single sound,
I ask myself how much farther down I must go.
My soul whispers back softly, “Until you’re found.”

-Rhia Clay

#shadow #soul #fall #torn #wings #shattered #dreams #ten #yard #stare

Gideon Mar 8

49/6 "Torn Apart"

I was torn apart as a child.
My fragmented pieces grew like weeds, unwatered, unwanted.
I was unwanted as a teenager.
My identity is what made my mother cry, revolted, restless.
I am restless as an adult.
My anger is what keeps me up at night, terrified, torn apart.

#ripped #torn #shredded #destroyed #identity #fear #terrified #unwanted #fragmented

Roxalana Malone Dec 2024

Sadness

I have lived a childhood
Of sadness!
Though I was a
Sweet and kind child
Brilliant in every way
The other pegged my for my
Race and my looks
Oh the sadness
I had to live
And never knowing real love
From another woman

#bullying #sadness #racism #poetry #poems #literature #writing #emotional #torn #past

Malia Sep 2024

not alone, no, not at all

I collapsed, the ground gave way
The earth, it trembled and it quaked
I thought that I would tear asunder
Ripped by each blight, botch, and blunder.
Could I ever overcome?
Not alone, no, not alone.
The world screamed until I was numb—
Like them, I thought I was alone.
When hardship comes and runs its course
When I am bashed by every force
When I feel sullied and abhorred—
Christ says, “You are not alone”.

#alone #loneliness #mistakes #anxiety #worry #torn #hurt #saved #redemption #christ

Wary Sep 2024

Lost solace

Along the same roads where memories reside,
I saw you again, and something inside died.
As if my soul has never moved, still tethered to the past,
And my heart, open wide, waits steadfast,
To cradle you again, to mend what’s torn,
To find the quiet solace where love was once born.

Still searching your presence somewhere

#torn #splintered #heart #lost #self