Fragments

Shaunmatthewcpoetry

We all have bits of this and that,

Always with the fitness, I'm not fat,

Fragments of a soul left on a yoga mat,

What does this mean, so strange,

Sinning in an earthbound cage,

I know that God knows my rage.

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  • orchidee

    That you there, breaking that mirror? Or is it someone else in disguise, e.g. Edward Taylor? heehee. (see the initials).

  • sorenbarrett

    There is a sense of captivity in this poem be it of a mundane day or routine or life itself. Well done with rhyme

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    Shaun, what a strong piece! The humor draws me in, but beneath it sits a fractured spirit wrestling with guilt, confinement, and a God who already knows everything we are afraid to admit. Excellent write, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛



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