"shatterd" poems
The Far Away Resort
I want a place where sidewalk ends
The roads are straight and no bends
The Grass grows tender soft and white
The Sun burns gentle crimson bright
The moon-bird rests from its dreary flight
the peppermint wind blows
cool and slight.
It is a pasture wide and green
I am looking and looking for it
And yet to be seen
Let me be free and go past
from where the black smoke
rules the roost
Dreams are shatterd and
Hopes go bust
the streets are full of pits
the Potholes are allowed to grow
let me walk a walk however
measured and slow
Dec 10, 2010
Dec 10, 2010 at 1:31 AM UTC
Well...
What a surprise...
Still sat here, with shatterd lines...
If only...
When I awoke...
The world could just explode...
Leave me to feel free, for once in my life...
No incandesent feeling, remose or smile...
As you all tell me how hard your lifes are, I squwerm with anguish.
I cry out ******* let me get on with it."
I will not be still...
I will not take shelter...
Because lifes to short, helterscelter...
Friends are needed...
Laughs requierd...
For heavens sake just retire...
So the young can improve, grow and aspire..
You who hold us down, saying "Your hopless go smoke some thing."
Is that what you desire...
Because when your old torn and tattard,
It will be me feeding you,
washing you down.
For this is the eighth time you have soild yourself today...
No more. No more...
NO MORE
For tomorrow is another day,
for you to point the finger and say
Your useless and ******
go back to robbing homes
And leave these jobs to the bracket Grown'ups close bracket...
Jun 19, 2012
Jun 19, 2012 at 10:36 AM UTC
Its hot in here, unusually hot. Hot, like someone who has a fever of over 100 degrees celcius. Warmer then a marsh mellow roasting over the torrid heat on a humid summer night. As sizzling as the steam coming off the children who cant seem to call to mind anything on the test.
The hushed voices of every student pleading for help.
The uncooperative teachers blind and deaf to the children's needs
the shatterd and crumbled kids
that would do anything to pass the class
the one soft-hearted smile of a sweet short tempered girl
that is loveliness on the outside but is demolished on the inside
That is what we call Highschool.
All are welcomed but few are accepted
swarming , rushing, pushing, shoving, climbing jumping,
anything you name it, but there will be few slumbering
The rules to pass are simple; or so they seem
you either make it or break it
but nothing in between
be kind, be strong, be agressive, but laid back
dont be smart, but dont be dumb, and always have fun
walk fast head down dont smile at anyone
wave your hand say hello and then you will be done.
You May Come In
Mar 18, 2014
Mar 18, 2014 at 8:08 AM UTC
Please don't
Broken bits don't get to go home,
Shatterd skulls no longer yaw
Skin cut and flayed does not fall.
Mearly drips,
The essence of my life flows.
I am in less control of this.
Then a river controls its bends
Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 8:00 AM UTC
As if i wasn't good enough at baseball
I threw one through your window
Last month i hit mine
Nothing killed me more than
Planning to smash through yours
And with these holes in our houses
All i want is to go camping with you
Tell you how much i want to rent a condo
And you can help me pay for it
We'd only need one bed
How i long to dream together
Yet i threw away
I shatterd us
First my heart
Then yours
Because we don't work together
Love and life don't always match
Our highs were space ships
Our lows were mermaids
Our hearts were perfect matches
Our minds were mortal enemies
You kept me captivated
You kept me intrigued
You were my intellectual opposite
You were my curiosity
Yet
We couldn't understand each other
We couldn't co-operate
When i said left you looked right
When you said up i looked down
Heart over mind
Mind over matter
To my greastest challenge,
My best accomplishment,
My favorite memories,
And my hero.
You made me,
You broke me,
You loved me,
And you healed me.
I miss you.
I love you.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Heart over mind
Mind over matter
You broke me
You made me break my own rules
Mar 13, 2017
Mar 13, 2017 at 12:59 AM UTC
Once there was a day
A simple, plain day
With a middle,
Beginning, and end
With a tea time
A lunch time
A dinner time too
The sky was cloudless blue
And there was a bubbly breeze
As only fits a simple day
As this day was
And enjoying this day was a boy
A normal, average boy
With a large smile
Ruffled hair, and ***** face
With two good hands
A strong jaw
Ten toes as well
The boy played happily
His imagination wandered free
As only fits an average boy
As this boy was
On this day, there was a rock
A dull, boring rock
With no real shape,
Color, or value
With a hard surface
A strong mass
And good aerodynamics
A rock that flew throught the air
And shatterd glass
As only fits a thrown rock
As this rock was
This day, there was a plague
A horrendous, devastating plague
With a death toll
Of six billion
With no cure
No treatment
No vaccine
Stored safely in a vile
Until it was let free
As only fits a bioweapon
As this plague was.
Sep 20, 2010
Sep 20, 2010 at 11:52 AM UTC
The open window
The open window showed no life inside yet a shadow fell
stooped over a desk the lonely man wallowed in the paperwork ..
that bestowed him for many years yet why have this honour
an honour of chains that gave many links to the time served
he looked as he always did into the outside world from once he did live
a life so far away ..a family lost in the grind of the day that was his dream
now faded away
The open window showed a life that never lived ..a chance once missed
a dream one wish.. yet paperwork came with money.. yet no fame..
eyes looked out yet no light shone ..all gleam gone a future done
the man shook his head as he remembered good time remembered the best
stooped over his desk as ink dried pushing his pen
a picture nearby that nearly brought a smile as he reached to touch
a ring that shatterd the silence in him another call another meeting
The open window closed as the cold wind washed inside .they say
fortune favours the brave
Jun 21, 2011
Jun 21, 2011 at 12:32 AM UTC
Who thought one day we would meet like this,
Who thought one day we would fall in love,
Who thought one day that you'd become an inseparable part of me,
Who thought one day with you night would seem endless,
Who thought one day a rose would mean so much,
Who thought one day you'd leave
Who thought one day the hands that once carassed my skin would slap me,
Who thought one day Ill be shattered,
Who thought one day no one would gather shattered me,
Who thought one day Ill be left with nothing else but to be strong,
Who thought one day all scores would be settled,
Who thought one day Ill leave you shatterd just memories of me to gather?
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 1:10 PM UTC
It's times like this that I believe there's no such thing as love.
How can an emotion so wonderful be destined to be accompanied by emotions most tragic?
At one moment your heart is so full and sure...
Then at any other it's beauty is stolen, and your left lonely with only pain and tears.
What a cruel way to live...
With faith that your love is genuine.
You feel as powerful as this love is, that it can't be broken.
But the very person that makes such a miraculous feeling possible is your enemy.
Now something so fragile has become hardened and cold.
Revenge sits in your heart with those tears and rather then drown in them, it basks and laughs.
Maybe only I am cursed.
That would be fine, for something so special shouldn't be stolen from everyone.
Surely other's deserve this amazing comfort, undisturbed.
And not even my damaged heart would wish this trick on anyone.
But karma is my friend, even though revenge fights to be freed.
If only I could be as ugly person as he...
The public would be amazed at the treachery I'd blaze.
And the devil would smile with pride.
If only I were a little weaker...
I'd thank Satan for his very existence.
And I'd make myself home in hell as this so called lover is shattered as I have been shatterd.
If only I were weaker...
I'd be the perfect storm.
I'd shadow my every thought with evil and release such a rage.
It would be glorious and such a film it would make...
All of the viewers could watch him watch and run from his faith.
And they would shed tears, because they would feel his heart break, like my heart once broke...
Still I'd be such a monster with tremendous ways of destroying a heart...
No person could look away...
My pain would be art.
If only I were weaker...
If only it was true...
If only I never fell in love with you.
If only I were weaker...
The things I'd do, if only I could be lower then you...
If only love didn't exist, or at least if I knew nothing of it.
Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 11:39 PM UTC
The house is a mess
Ripped rug
Flipped over chairs and tables
Shatterd glass from the now broken window
My kitchen floor soaked
Lying here in a pool of my own blood
Unable to move
Looking up at the man that had done this to me
Actually I don't even know if he is a man
Looking up at the thing that had done this to me
Black singed hair
Bright white skin
A smile that was carved across his face
And his cold dead eyes
Those eyes never blinking
He got closer to me
"Go to sleep"
Those are the last words I hear before he jabs his knife into me
The last words I hear before I die
Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 8:38 AM UTC
The trust is broken,
Shatterd like glass,
And gone in the wind never to be whole agian,
It flys in the wind out of my reach,
I try to grab it put it back together,
But it's all in vain,
And all I do is to feel the pain of what ones was whole,
But ones the trust is gone broken it can't be put back together again,
Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 7:38 AM UTC
I know i am devil bad,
but now am very sad,
sitting on the bench thinking my own sins,
and a hollownes in me it brings,
warm droplets of salt realising
me,
what i've done and what i am doing,
still sitting ideal but unconcious mind is running,
the clots of shouting waves in my head.
I just want to cut my hand,
let's bleed it way for me it's not made,
smile for clicks are all fake,
am drunked and dont want to do any thing,
want to leave everyone dont mind please,
am tierd of doing efforts to being alone,
because i cant stood up my own,
it's hurts to be fallen,
all i know that i am broken,
dark lines under my eyes,
all dreams are shatterd now which always flied,
in my mind,
all i have but still it seems to be empty,
all around there is love and am still thirsty,
habit of lossing made me a liar,
i wish but i know i can't fill my desire,
i dont want to broke other's hope's,
because i know how much it hurts when it brokes,
i dont want to fall in depression's trap,
just only i cant feel how i am sad.
Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 9:12 AM UTC
dancing on my tippy toes,
staying silent
never smiling
crystal tears
broken hearts
dancing on my tippy toes
i can not speak, my voice is lost
i can not smile, its wiped away
i always cry, why do i always cry?
this love broke my heart
dancing on my tippy toes
because the shatterd glass all spead out
on the cold, tiled floor
dancing on my tippy toes
who knows?
getting pricked, poked and impaled by the glass,
downing whats in my flask
its just my way to mask
whats left of my broken heart
May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 10:30 PM UTC
How many
mirrors
Must I have shatterd
How many
times did I
Cross under
the ladder
Why did
the black
cat choose me
to intersect
I can't believe
I put the
Noose around
my neck
I shouted please,
Begged and cried
One-hundred
times I lived,
One-hundred
times I died;
Because I was
the mirror,
The shattering
glass
I became the
ladder,
Made of steel
and brass
I befriended the cat,
And sealed my fate
And as for
the rope,
I always
knew,
it could
never
hold the
weight.
Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 3:22 PM UTC
I have no one to talk to.
I have no one who knows.
I don't feel sorry for myself, but I need strength.
I fear the future, because of the past.
And I embrace the future, because I know it brings this moment to the past.
What a disgusting person I must be, because broken never looked good on anyone and pathetic is how it reads on me.
So stupid to have not realized I was in a game.
I was caught off guard and its not about losing...
Just the fact that I didn't want to play.
It's amazing the things I didn't see.
It's ridiculous, what I thought I saw.
Now there's a path before me.
I need only to prepare for the trip.
With a lump in my throat and tears in my eyes I need to accept that this is good bye.
Friendship is forever in some ways, but lies taint it and sometimes there's nothing to save.
All this time, I've been alone.
I don't understand what makes it so hard to make it final.
Me being me and you being you is what I thought made us, us...
But I guess to much of anything is way to much.
And our special friendship was fun when I thought it was real.
I feel hate in my heart, but the sadness consumes it.
And my heart stings.
It's the only way that I know this is real.
I dare not be bitter.
I dare not be conquered.
But nauseous and shatterd is what I can't deny.
So I'll talk to myself not knowing if it will do any good.
Myself is all I have at the end so I might as well get used to it.
I wonder what kind of friend I'll make myself...
Will I be honest like the real me or will I try to convince myself that this is nothing?
I can already see that I'm the greatest friend a person can have, always honest, always there...
But this great friend thing...
I don't think it applies to me.
Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 8:13 PM UTC
you can't have it all
but you want it,
you see it with someonelse and wish it was you inplace of her
and never letting it go from your arms holding it tight.
you get shatterd and cry behind walls
but you try to run from it and not face the truth
cause you think you will shatter into small pecies which will hurt you deep inside.
so you move on
try not giving a **** but inside you were
slowly killing yourself.
- alima
Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 5:25 AM UTC
why are the locks of your hair shatterd
why are your eyes lost
this moment of grief will pass away
a new cimpanion will walk away.......
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 9:49 AM UTC
Whatever is the matter?
Pitter patter
Go away
I'm only getting fatter
More dreams shatterd
Every day
Nope, your stomach's gettin flatter
No more chatter
Come out and play
.
.
.
Okay
Sep 28, 2021
Sep 28, 2021 at 1:13 AM UTC
rainy days and heartbreak is all thats left for me
with a broken heart thats full of misery
you walked through the door said that we were through
you just walked away broke my heart in two
nothing is the same as it used to be
since i dont have you now i dont have me
only memories of the days gone by
and a broken heart that only wants to cry.
now all i have is heartbreak since i dont have you
shatterd dreams and memories a heart thats broke in two
all the love we shared you took all that away
all i have is dark skies in a world thats grey.
nothing is the same as it used to be
since i dont have you now i dont have me
only memories of the days gone by
and a broken heart that only wants to cry.
rainy days and heartbreak is all thats left for me
with a broken heart thats full of misery
memories i have of how it used to be
since i dont have you now i dont have me
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 8:27 PM UTC