Questions

How
Can I mourn
The person
You didn’t allow me
To become?

Why
Do I
Keep believing
You’d want
To help me?

What
Would it take
To show you
That
I am
More lost
Than ever?

When
Will I feel
The love
You say
You have
For me?

Where
Are you
Now that you’ve
Left
Your marks
All over me?

Who
Am I
To deserve
These questions
Answered?

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This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken

Need

I can’t tell you
What I need
Because what I need
Is for you
To know
Without needing to be told

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This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken

Lost To Time

Anguish dissipates
At the sight
Of my young son’s smile
Despite knowing
That he too
Will be forgotten
Lost to time
Almost as soon as I am
Yet here and now
There is joy
A small light
Illuminating the crushing darkness

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This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken

If I Were

If I were
To let go of my pain
Who would mourn
The future
I was never able
To have?

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This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken

Forgotten

Eventually
The day will come
When
You are thought of
For the last time

When
All evidence
Of your existence
Has vanished

When
Even your descendants
Have forgotten
Your name

When
Every atom
Of your body
Has been recycled

Then
All that will persist
Of you
Will be the subtle impact
Of your brief touch
Upon the collective consciousness
Of humanity

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This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken

Closure

Sometimes
I fear
That I didn’t leave sooner
Because I wanted to know
Why
Because I couldn’t bare
To be alone with my thoughts
Attempting to justify
My decision
To put myself first
By cutting you out
I also cut myself off
From any closure
You could possibly provide

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This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken

Vestiges Of Civilisation

What terrifies me
More than anything
Is the realization of
How little
It would take
For all vestiges of civilization
To fall away

When naked and afraid
When hungry and alone
Man becomes beast
Either attacking for resources
Or attacking to defend them

Tell me
What wouldn’t you do to survive?

Tell me
What makes you different from a savage
Other than the happenstance of your birth?

Tell me
Why you think you are saintly enough
To act any different?

I am terrified
Because I know what I will do
If pushed

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This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken

capitalistic desire

here’s to the capitalistic desire
to sacrifice our lives
in order to have the
most fancy coffin
just to flex on
our friends
that we didn’t have time for
and to afford a headstone
chiselled with a quote
espousing the value
of hard work
and dedication
to something beyond ourselves
that no one will read

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This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.

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All I See

all I see
when I look inside
is the hole
where the memories
of my father
should be

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This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken

A Sun Shower

A sun shower
Beautiful nourishing chaos
Raindrops of gold
Rainbows painting clouds
Warmth of the light
Meets
Chill of the water
A moment of bliss
A moment of peace
A moment of reflection
Birds call
Wind blows
The moments past

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This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken