Broken like the clock
On the mantle
Broken like the wing
Of a Bird
Broken like
The egg in the bowl
Broken like the silence
Of the words never heard
A heart left in pieces
After you rendered your speech
You have exited my world
And you are now out of reach
Feeling shattered and
Broken in a thousand parts
It is the sliver of glass
That is optimism in my heart
I struggle to sweep the
Remaining fragments of my dream
Strewn in explosion
A world of hope to redeem
Broken like branches of a tree
That has slowly bent and withered
I am crippled by the performance
So cruelly delivered
Broken is my spirit
Reparation unlikely to come
Broken is this heart
The grief to which I must succumb
Christine Bolton
In response to today’s Word Prompt – Broken
everything is broken. gravity has abandoned the ground beneath us
Thanks for reading!
powerful and profound, well done!
Thank you so much!
you are most welcome … I will miss reading my three random new blogs from DP š
Oh yes, I read they had just stopped that. Iām still new and getting used to everything. Iām enjoying the Daily Prompt words every day! They can really challenge some days š so I like that.