Shattered and the glue's not on this planet.
Landlocked, deserted and abandoned.
Finding the wheels that flow in tandem.
Steady the waves to understand them.
Breaks in the darkness bring clarity.
Escaping wth sanity - barely.
Walk on the way very carefully.
Pure hearts are becoming a rarity.
~Talitha~
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Author:
Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 26th, 2023 11:20
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Oh...."Shattered and the glue's not on this planet", you speak to the corners of my heart. The kind of love we give and desire is from a different dimension, and there aren't many hearts strong enough to withstand it. Sometimes it's
necessary to reach into the darkness to...FEEL...not without losing a part of our sanity. Very rare indeed! Loved it!
Yes, exactly!!
Thank you 💚
.. and sadness, becoming
a daily dose certainty of warped normality
while Sunlight is hidden
by our chosen sunglass perspectives of life...
(a beautifully crafted poem
I read and learn wise Poet)
thank you!
I appreciate your comment! Thank you!
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