Poetry: Shattered Mosaic

By Monica C. Voskamp

 

Broken, again

Can’t stop this vase

From shattering

How many times

How many times

Can I shatter

And rebuild?

 

Hope, don’t you dare 

Lose your hold on me

Be the super glue

That pieces me together

Every time I break

Be the peace that fills

Every crevice of

Heartbreak.

 

Love, promise me

You will be the light

That shines through my mosaic

Transform all the shattered veins

Weave them into a masterpiece

Only your power has the ability to

Create.

 

Always hope. Always believe. Always love. 💕

*Photo Credit: https://unsplash.com/@drmakete

Poetry: Use to Be

By Monica C. Voskamp

 

Without you

My hearts on pause

My souls on autopilot

It’s pounding out

Forced monotone rhythm

I try live in.

 

Without you

It doesn’t feel right

I miss our oceans ebb & tide

I miss our natural melody

The day to day colours

We use to be.

 

Without you

I try think logic and justify

I try ignore loss & grief

I try deny magical feels

That broke loose million dollar smiles

Just thinking of you.

 

Without you

My world is thrown off kilter

My feet are way off beat

I’m stumbling out of sync

Missing the much loved song

We use to sing.

 

Without you

My heart just closed its door

My song just flew away

My soul can’t register another word

I’m missing the favourite on repeat,

We use to be.

 

Always hope. Always believe. Always love. 💞

*Photo Credit: https://unsplash.com/@alicemoore

 

 

Poetry: Heart break Games

By Monica C. Voskamp

 

So tired of love

Always being a game

So tired of love

Never being enough.

 

Just tired of love

Not being what

It said it was.

 

My heart doesn’t want any more

Of these fickle heartbreak games.

 

So why is this

What draws me in

Is this all I understand

Love to be?

 

It leaves me spinning

Reeling one after another

These heart break games.

 

Does Disney lie?

Are all these love songs

Just a cover up?

 

Is the truth

Everyone is playing

The same guessing game?

 

Is the truth

There is no beauty

Love is just messed up.

 

Slammed down one too many times

Has left me here

In hurtful confusion, questioning.

 

I’m put off,

Searching for more

Yet always finding

The same.

 

A fling

A misguided hope

A wounded heart.

 

Is every love story

A social media picture

Living contrary to what it seems?

 

Is the truth rather this

Love is just plain messy

Not a one size fits all?

 

Maybe it’s both,

Fairytale and reality.

Love please don’t equate

To highschool guessing games.

 

Maybe it’s me

Maybe there’s more

Than what I’ve believed.

 

But where do you find this

When your heart is worn thin?

Where do you find new hope

Where do you even begin?

 

Maybe one day

A faraway someday

My eyes will see

Something different.

 

Maybe hoping in

A long shot wishing

My heart will experience

Something lasting.

 

Take the right risk

Try one more time.

Believe there is more

Than heartbreak lines.

 

Maybe I’ll still find,

In pieces that unite

 A “you & I” possibility.

 

No more heartbreaks

Just a mesh of turbulent beauty

Doing life together.

 

Promising forever

And sure to mess up,

But at last is severed

Games of the heart.

 

Always hope. Always believe. Always love. ❤

*Photo Credit: Photo by Jonathan Petersson on Unsplash