Without You
I miss you with your
happy face
Being without you
is a hell
I do not wish to be in
this place
The world is not
the same
My tears are dropping
never ceases
Like the waters of the
great niagra
My heart is broken into
tiny pieces
Like a thousand piece
jigsaw puzzle
With one crucial piece
missing
It will never be put
together again
poem by Rachel Nichols
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8th Grade Graduation
A puzzle together
a puzzle apart
each piece belongs to my heart
each piece is differant
each piece is great
But now they have to take on the long expected fate
They knew it would come
the day was here
the day they dreaded at the beginning of the year
The day they would be pulled apart
the whole would be broken
they knew it from the start
A piece here
and a piece there
how could life be so unfair
The beautiful picture the puzzle protrayed
is now forgotten
the pieces have strayed
They went away
fell beneath the wooden table
the puzzle would never again be stable
But that puzzle is forever in my heart
the memories of each piece
will never fall apart
-For my eighth grade class on graduation-
poem by Summer Song
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The Puzzle
friends are like a puzzle
fitting together in so many ways
sometimes it seems like a piece is missing
sometimes it seems like everythings just right
sometimes it seems like things are falling apart
friendship like a puzzle is hard to figure out
sometimes puzzle pieces disappear
and sometimes they never come back
so my puzzle, your puzzle, our puzzle must be completed
there is only one thing that can complete the puzzle
a piece of every friends heart
our puzzle is what holds us together
my puzzle is complete
all friends are happy
all hearts are here
the friendship puzzle is complete
poem by by unknown author
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Missing puzzle
They talk of the puzzle that has the missing piece,
But none mention the piece with the missing puzzle,
It's hard when there is nowhere to turn for release,
And searches for acceptance lead to refusal,
It pains me to hear puzzles constantly complain,
For the piece with a missing puzzle cries in vain,
They try to fit in places that they never can,
And end up with a life like that of a cursed man,
They can pretend they are another puzzle piece,
And then try forcing themselves into a puzzle,
But it will hurt them until they crave for release,
And acknowledge their prospective host's refusal,
They will surely be doomed to tiresomely roam,
In a vain search for a place that they can call home,
Till they declare themselves a puzzle of their own,
And then learn how to be content being alone.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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Peace Returns Again
We live, We die.
We mourn. We cry.
And those that are left
pick up the pieces
that were that person's life,
little pieces that fit together
like a puzzle that just like the weather
is filled with changes
of highs and lows,
of happy times
and all their woes.
The last piece of the puzzle
fits right into place
and frames the picture
that was their face.
We keep that puzzle in our heart
and remember with love each little part
that was that person's life.
We then are left with an enigma,
a puzzle that relates their life.
It lives on in the mysteries of this world
but becomes solved in the afterlife.
And peace returns again.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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There are no extra pieces in the universe. Everyone is here because he or she has a place to fill, and every piece must fit itself into the big jigsaw puzzle.
quote by Deepak Chopra
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Jigsaw Puzzles
i am a piece of jigsaw
in a jigsaw puzzle
i fit snugly in the
bossoms of jigsaws
to carry my friends to you
i am blinded though
to the picture of it all
and is the puzzled
in the jigsaw that
you hold
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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They Miss You
there is always that feeling
of wanting to go
somewhere
rushing
*
only to be overtaken
by that feeling
of wanting to go back
again
to the same place where
you just left
a moment
ago
*
simply because
they miss you
& you miss them too
*
that is never a
matter that you
complicate
like some jigsaw
puzzle spread on
the table
&
you piece them
together looking
for your face and
the faces that
surround you in the
background of
everything
love and loving
loved & be
loved in return
bliss
& overjoy
are the hands
that now gather
the pieces
fit them together
with tenderness
until the picture is complete
all faces wearing
smiles telling you
welcome home honey
we always love you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Heart Broken Into Pieces
piecing together the broken pieces
takes so much of my time
this heart is broken and the pieces
shattered pieces
are too tiny to be pieced again
i am a very impatient man
on love
on matter of the heart
i give up, i cannot piece the broken pieces again
too much pain
guess what? i have just thrown my heart away
look at me?
my eyes are calm, my body stable
pierce my skin with a needle
it does not hurt anymore
my eyes have no tears
my mouth does not tremble
my legs are tall and stable
heartless, i shall love no one this time.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Thousand Pieces
When I was born
My heart's shattered
Into thousand pieces
That's why
In my life
I always search my lost pieces
One by one
I look for it in many places
Piece by piece
I found it in many hearts
It is strange
Even though I
Never experience before
I feel like
I have known it
For a very long time
Memories
Favorites
Dreams
Fe elings
One by one
I collected many puzzles
Year by year
I got it back in many ways
Desires
Wills
Vows
Reasons
One by one
I take through many wounds
Piece by piece
I keep it in many stars
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Broken Glasses (2)
It's all broken glasses falling on the floor
Piece by piece breaking even more
One becoming two with each and every blow
A tree of glasses will never grow
Broken glasses on the floor
A million pieces becoming more
Each piece alone starts to shine
As though each one were becoming alive
A million pieces lie on the floor
Broken glasses broken to the core
They make me cry with their silence alone
As though they believe that all hope is gone
And the light that shines on the edge of a piece
Is like an un-witnessed tear of the pain unseen
As though when the pieces stop falling
All the glasses stop fighting
And chose to shine no more
Broken glasses falling on the floor
What can I say what have I more
Broken glasses I adore
Like a silent heart beat being ignored
Broken glasses are alive
Broken glasses are the life
Of a character broken deep inside
poem by Hafeni Nghidinua
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Bit By Bit
Bit by bit, piece by piece
I shall put this puzzle together.
It will distract my mind
and as I find a piece
that fits, I marvel
that anything so exacting
can be so distracting.
I do not think of cares and woes.
They've taken flight for now.
I think of what is in my hand
and where it will fit somehow.
As I hesitate to finish
for then I must perform
all those perfunctory duties,
routinely as I move.
I try again to fit into this world,
fit into the groove.
Bit by bit, piece by piece
I have put my life together.
Just like the puzzles that are done
I often wonder whether
the end piece of my life
will make a lovely picture?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Never Ending Sadness
Tears I shed with feelings unknown.
Pain so deep I think I'll explode.
My loneliness that drives me insane.
The smile I put with no one to blame.
My heart's pieces lost in this world,
And I'm tide with grief to seek alone.
Im slowly trying to leave my grief,
to eventually find that missing piece.
The piece of happiness that my heart needs
The true smile my cheeks seek.
The warming love to dry my tears.
'Oh I really miss yall dear.'
It seems forever I will cry
And with a heart of sadness I shall die,
With a heart as cold as ice,
And a grief that slowly took my life.
Never ending sadness deep within.
Hoping happiness will some day win,
And one day leave these tears behind,
And have a smile all the time.
poem by Jessica Vera
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The Voice Says In My Heart
Dreaming of a life of peace,
Though I am shattered to pieces.
A damaged spirit, resulting from a defective mind.
Broken and irreparable, so I think.
But my thoughts got me here in the first place.
On my knees, looking up, I see the light.
Shining down on me from above.
It connects with the light inside.
The voices in my head silence.
My mind clears, true vision appears.
'Pick up the pieces.', the soft voice whispers from within.
'Many pieces, put together, makes a piece.'
'That is what you seek isn't it? '
'Give them to me, for the pieces are heavy'.
'What I have created, only I can fix.'
'It was broken by you in the first place.'
'Because I was not your first place.'
'I was your last. I was your end.'
'But now you have reached me, '
'Let me show you what I can do.'
'For I come with an eternal warranty and a misery back guarantee.'
Piece by piece, I was put back together.
Until I was one.
Not one with my thoughts, but one with my maker.
No longer listening to what the voices in my head say.
But to what the voice says in my heart.
As it whispers to me, I can feel it's voice.
'Peace.'
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Fitting in
Have you ever felt like the last piece of the puzzle?
A piece that did not fit in because it was too different or little.
No matter what you can't fit in because something sets you apart.
What if everyone abandoned you.
Maybe you aren't pretty, handsome or smart.
You might not like going along with the crowd.
If so you have a reason to be proud.
Whats more important fitting in or giving in?
God has a place where you can fit in.
God can give you more joy than you can hold.
Its all about having faith in something far greater.
God's bible can make your future brighter.
In Gods puzzle you are never the last piece in.
So be glad you did not fit in.
Oh Darlin
Before we met there must have been some others
Like storybook and fairy tale lovers
But in my life theres never been another
So perfect lover
Oh ho darlin
Now that Ive found you
Its like a missing piece of puzzle has appeared
And now my darlin
My love surrounds you
And since you came into my life my love
Perfections never ever been so near
To love and to be loved is so inspiring
And thats why every lovers so desiring
Of the love theyre seeking never retiring
Always aspiring
Love like just like moonlight glowing
Our love keeps growing
Oh ho darlin
Now that Ive found you
Its like a missing piece of puzzle has appeared
And now my darlin
My love surrounds you
And since you came into my life my love
Perfections never ever been so near
Lying here with you in the night
Underneath the heavenly skies
Baby what a beautiful sight
Darlin now hold me, hold me tight
Oh ho darlin
Now that Ive found you
Its like a missing piece of puzzle has appeared
And now my darlin
My love surrounds you
And since you came into my life my love
Perfections never ever been so near
Oh darlin (God only knows)
Now that Ive found you (how I love you ee oo)
Its like a missing piece of puzzle has appeared
And now my darlin (God only knows)
My love surrounds you
And since you came into my life my love
Perfections never ever been so near
Darlin (God only knows)
Found you (how I love you ee ooo)
Darlin (God only knows)
Found you (how I love you ee ooo)
song performed by by Beach Boys
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To me acting is like a jigsaw puzzle. The jigsaw puzzle is of the sky and all the pieces are blue. Out of this you have to create a human being and put it together.
quote by Henry Winkler
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Lamentation…
I was born with piece of me missing
For a brief period I found that piece
Then I forsook the gift
for a few pieces of silver
When I came to my senses,
I sought reclaim what was missing
I pray I'm not too late to have you
My Beloved...
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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A Piece Of You
Im just trying to live this life of mine
The more I look, the more Im blind
And all I ask for is piece of mind
And all I want is a piece of you
Well I lost my way today
Back home from work
The snow fell like dust
I felt like dirt
Happens everytime I start to search
For that long lost piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
It seems the last time I was sure
Of anything
I sold my heart
I wore your ring
But now, the queen has lost her king
All I want is a piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
song performed by by Veruca Salt
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The Next Poem
this is the next poem that i am telling you about.
it wants to tell you something, but not in secret really,
i am open, and i like open fields, like open ideas
wanting to embrace and be embraced by the world.
absence too, is open. The open arms wait for the coming
of absence. Absence is a wide space wanting to be filled by
love, and love is elusive, and love is unresponding to the
emergencies we are in.
but let me not talk about it. Let me tell you and take you back
to what i have started. I like the mirror in the living room broken
into a hundred pieces, all in the name of love.
i like to have as many mirrors as i can have. Tiny broken pieces.
I will take one. And all i want in this short life that we have,
the life of a fruitfly inside that experimental cupboard,
or that transparent cellophane, let death come.
i have this piece of broken glass. I want to reflect my light.
Do you like it? I want to reflect the light of God, do you like it?
Take it for what it is. Each piece has a reflective index of its own.
The face value of things. Do you like it?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Few Easy Pieces
Piece of this
piece of that
Peace and bliss,
Piece of crap
Peace of mind,
Piece of cake,
piece of work
Piece of steak,
Piece of eight
Piece of the action
Piece of the pie
Peace and satisfaction
Piece in the valley
Piece of glass
piece of my mind
Piece of a….
That’s quite enough now! ! !
Let’s quit this dance
Let’s stop while we’re ahead…
Let’s Give peace a chance
poem by David Whalen
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