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pieces fall

Fall like it’s their time to go
Every 8 years like bones…

It starts with one thing
And grows
A fractured rib
The loss of toes
A single touch missed
A lost cell phone
And now that I’m out of reach
Our distance grows
I can no longer hold on
To others charming quotes
Oh, I hate that you feel alone
Words keep getting tossed to and fro
Gripped tight it’s like a frisbee hold
When you love you lose control
But falling in is so smooth in its flow
So maybe I should just let you go
Unsure of how to love you for today
Without wanting more
And like fears
It starts with one thing
And grows
Anxiety attacks
A runny nose
Sick to my stomach and naked
Desperate for some clothes
Some protection in life’s winter
Instead the wind just blows
And I’m here fighting frozen tears
Why, no one knows
Into pieces
We fall like it’s our time to go
Are you unhappy because you’re with me?
Or because you aren’t?
Baby that I need to know

Because it starts with one thing
And it grows
Radiation sickness
Health-care woes
Realized that we didn’t lose each other to a wave
Or what life throws
But what if in saying bye I’m unable to save my own broken heart
Drown in the river with tears in its flows
A deposit on a vessel
A constriction and then a stroke
Coughing up words I should have said
Only when you tell me you feel alone
Because I’m at the point I’m choked
No one can live on words alone
When in need of a body and a heart to hold

Breaking into pieces
Because it starts with one thing
And then it grows
Calls that don’t get picked up
Suddenly each ring feels like it’s about to impose
Hung up on every word
I feel like you just want to go
Maybe we shouldn’t fight for happiness
Live in the sun so we never feel cold
Because it can start with a fracture
Then the marrow seeps from bone
Unable to fight infections off
The consequence of growing old
I fear this heart will never heal
Simply remain numb and exposed
A testament to how I was cursed
With the sensitivity of nerves

The only thing left are memories
Times I missed the most
Deep in you – connected like your soul
So how could I do almost
Don’t want to be stuck inside – thrombosed
You taught me how to live again
So where were you when I needed you most?
I hope I don’t move on and float
Thinking you were too busy becoming a ghost
Freedom is to breathe you in like air
Be with you and not care
And to know
It’s because you want to be there

Or we could be alone
And say
It started with one thing
And grew
Just as age forced us to do

Instead of branches being wrapped
We stopped at the root

A fall only felt by trees and tooth
And me and you

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This one is about the growth and fall of a relationship compared to the growth and fall of our bodies.. the only one we have. So do we treat them the same way? why or why not?

There’s a lot in here
please let me know what you think after you’ve read the poem.. and not this description

much love

update… thank you all for your incredible comments, really appreciate each and every one :)


  • Nathan Emery
    Nathan Emeryover 3 years ago

    Wow. this is powerful as always shoaib. it almost hurts to see these words because im sure anyone who has gone through a relationship has felt this way. thank you for putting this one up; definitely got me thinking. Awesome work man, just awesome

  • thanks man, glad to see this one has got ya thinking, poetry to me has always been more about the thoughts then the words… keep that with you my friend as ur the future peace

    – S .

  • IzzyGumbo
    IzzyGumboover 3 years ago

    wow is exactly what I say!
    this is amazing and certainly reached inside…
    awesome writing shoaib

  • the only way to reach inside and touch you would be to reach inside of myself
    and its worth it every time
    much love izzy

    – S .

  • 8upchef
    8upchefover 3 years ago

    Love is like the body. It feels the same pains. Losses in either case can be devastating, but they can also be the platform from which we start anew! Very thought provoking!

  • wise words… so appreciate them.. and that is exactly what i meant to portray with this poem peace to you

    – S .

  • micheleirene
    micheleireneover 3 years ago

    What an interesting and thought provoking comparison. You are a master with words as always Shoaib :)

  • thanks so much shelly… glad this one has people thinking.. especially you
    much love

    – S .

  • Slick Chic
    Slick Chicover 3 years ago

    this is a very strong piece! love is a funny thing sometimes.. so strong and yet so fragile.. love the way this is written.. i bet many can relate to this..

  • so true… it can be strong one minute and gone the next… just another way love is like life huh ? thanks dear

    – S .

  • lisameryl
    lisamerylover 3 years ago

    Shoaib, love and the human body are alike in many ways. We’re dealing with the mind, heart, soul and of course body. Whether it be a good or bad love in relations to the body’s health/condition, you will always question it, bury it, appreciate it, deny it, love it, hate it, betray it, need it…I could go on and on but I have too much to say on both subjects. Just like everyone, I’ve been there and done that. EXCELLENT write and psychological study too. Peace and love be with you and yours always, Lisa =)XO

  • oh well never cut yourself short dear.. i def dont mind when you go on all day
    your words are always very insightful and well thought out. thanks so much for your time here dear :)

    – S .

  • evon ski
    evon skiover 3 years ago

    this is a treat to read. outloud. could so be a heart beating rap song too. great rhythm. great context. it moved me.

  • ohhh loved that you read it out loud… would love to hear what that sounds like, i usually just write in my head… thanks yvonca

    – S .

  • Betty Smith_Voce
    Betty Smith_Voceover 3 years ago

    A magnificent and profoundly linked poem to the reality of life and our bodies. Yesterday a thought came to me about love… I liked this very process you described to us as humans ‘evolving in love’… in other words, when we start out young we have certain expectations of love and we drink from the cup of passion. As we mature this changes and we open a new vibration of love… it is almost as though we climb steps into the height of love… and as we go, we change our partners; Each partner had one aspect of ‘love’ and we could only relate to that ‘one or two aspects’… until we evolve into the epitome of love and we meet our other half… and that is not easily attained on this earth…

  • ohh love the way you are thinking here betty :) its true sometimes we move on a grow – picking new lovers to me is more like a change in a season rather than a growth with a partner. funny thing with my love is that it never starts out that way and only grows into it and the hope is that over time it just gets stronger and more stable like our bodies… but the reality is that sometimes instead of being our strength – osteoporosis sets in… instead of cherishing the memories we get Alzheimer and forget how much our love means to us…

    – S .

  • Lemonade Butterfly
    Lemonade Butte...over 3 years ago

    i can relate to much of this..

  • thanks so much, glad you took this one in and related to it in your own special way :) much love

    – S .

  • autumnwind
    autumnwindover 3 years ago

    you know, it’s all connected. our mind health always connects to our bodies. its a beautiful, honest and painful write filled with great truth and great love. as far as an answer, it is of course so personal between you and yours. cursed with sensitivity of nerves, yes, so many of us are. feeling you my friend. xoxooxoxoxoxoxoxoxoo

  • writers are all curse with the sensitivity of nerves eh ? nothing like numbness and tingling to set our pens on fire and write… thanks so much shar :)

    – S .

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