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Poem: Shattered

Updated on March 9, 2010


My mind slows to a crawl

I rely on you to calm my nerves

I awaken and wonder where you've gone

My mind races back to the night before

 

My body is parched, yet a force stirs within

I move away from the night and memories of you

I live another day and wonder how

My body thirsts for your calmness

 

My soul needs this game you and I play

I wonder when enough is enough 

I live each day wondering about the next

My soul shatters, my hands cradle the pieces

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    • potofpoetries profile image

      potofpoetries 5 years ago from lucknow, india

      I liked this poem. it is very nice. i think it is great!

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      kea 8 years ago

      Thanks PC - I appreciate the comment - you rock!

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      Patricia Costanzo 8 years ago from Behind the Redwood Curtain

      This is uncomfortably familiar, "My soul needs this game you and I play."

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      kea 8 years ago

      Thanks k@ri! You rock.

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      Kari Poulsen 8 years ago from Ohio

      "My soul shatters, my hands cradle the pieces" I have felt this way, but I've never heard it expressed so well!