Fragmented Whole

Fragmented Whole

A Poem by Marina

I see myself 
getting lost in you
gradually,
methodically,
undeniably.
Now my fragments
of what I (am) used to be
are my only companions
-my reminders-
that somewhere in you
there is me
fighting its way out
Just like a sun ray
that's trapped in blocks
and blocks
and blocks
of cement
escapes from its smallest holes
Because there are holes in everything my dear
That's how I escape
That's how you sneaked in
---
Now I see you
Departing
Departing with myself still in you
Too shattered to ask back for it
You may have it my dear
You may have me 
I have already forgotten all about me

© 2017 Marina


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Yes we do dear Marina. We give everything away and we can't get it back.
"Departing with myself still in you
Too shattered to ask back for it
You may have it my dear
You may have me
I have already forgotten all about me"
I love the above lines. Had the feel of a good jazz song. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 1 Month Ago


I

LOVE

THIS.


everything about this is amazing, great work!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Marina

2 Years Ago

Wow thanks so much Jada! :D
This poem is deep. I feel the words. thanks for sharing the nice talent

Posted 2 Years Ago


Marina

2 Years Ago

Cheers Roxane, thank you so much!
You're becoming really deep. Even the title is complex. It's like no escape, cos you're irrevocably joined together. Stop being deep on a Monday.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Marina

2 Years Ago

I swear it's just a phase. Until I get over the a*****e. Then I'm back haha
Paul Bell

2 Years Ago

Big stick usually does the trick.
Unless its me. lol
Marina

2 Years Ago

That's food for thought there. A baseball bat perhaps it's better?

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