In shattered pieces
I bleed
the way of the heart
when broken
when remains are torn
in love.
I’ve spoken with
you
instead of a ledge
wishing only some
vacant breeze
might pull me down
further to some
abyss
leaves me alone.
In shattered pieces
my dreams
Echo
such the elegance
of falling in love.
I speak a
candid nature of memory
hoping forever
stay in my dreams
the shattered pieces
slowly mend into
thoughtful solitude.
 | a quiet man on Haiku Love |
 | Yernasia Quorelios on Haiku Love |
| a quiet man on I Took A Walk |
 | Priti on I Took A Walk |
| Priti on I Took A Walk |
Turning trauma into triumph since 1981.
Sometimes writing poems let's me forget about the huge sums of debt I'm accumulating while at college
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