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Shards

by Jennifer L Banks

The sound
of my breaking heart
seeing the cracks
grow longer,larger
spreading like fingers
such icy fingers

dying,bleeding
drops of blood
falling south
intense pain
searing ache

Make it stop!

wishing
hoping
praying
begging

cracks
shattered
broken
splinters
shards

In pieces again

05/16/2001

Posted on 04/25/2003
Copyright © 2020 Jennifer L Banks

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Ashok Sharda on 04/25/03 at 01:31 AM

Sad. Intensely sad. The result of impressions painful. You succeeded in depicting the intensity.

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