A Million Pieces

Today, in the spirit of St. Valentine, some poetry.

Happy Valentine’s Day… Whatever that may mean to you…


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You broke my heart into a million pieces
Uncollatable by any form of indices
Could I be part of the collateral damage?
Or was I the target in the very first place
So savage, the way you tore me apart
After to you I entirely yielded my heart
From the start you could have never claimed you loved me
Instead, you enchanted me with promises of milk and honey

Rent heart, fragmented soul, broken spirit
The apparent results of your visit
My Point Of View so young and restless
Reckless, my oversight far in excess
Until the scales were removed, unimpeded my vision
Full system upgrade, 40/40 precision
How could I see the wounds heal through my tears?
How could I feel the pain cease through my fears?

But the demolisher, it turns, out is also the potter
The butcher: the surgeon, but only after the slaughter
Made it all worse, ultimately to make it all better
As the potter put all the pieces back together
All done out of love purest, truest, deepest
Despite all of my flaws, you went and loved me first
And so took me apart to make me truly whole
How could I not see that, O lover of my soul?

You broke my heart into a million pieces
Recalibrated the matrix, rewrote the thesis
Refined the edges and smoothed the creases
And into me blew a million holy kisses…
I love you, Jesus

11 comments on “A Million Pieces

  1. Lolu says:

    ♡ how it turned out, at first I thot twas all about ds falentyne tn…
    How d words somehw dance around in d same direction…
    Its lovely. Mite thif eet…


  2. malick st. john says:

    Quite nice!


  3. Alahyor says:

    My fave lines >>>>> Refined the edges and smoothed the creases
    And into me blew a million holy kisses…
    I love you, Jesus


  4. Y1nka says:

    Yay! Luvin the flo of the poem tho………….


  5. ekwe says:

    very nice something, tho I don’t really get it. I thought it was a heartbreak thing, not really sure how Jesus entered. but then,I have a very small brain for poems. niceness. like the first four lines of stanza 2.


  6. Sirkastiq says:

    As usual, he plays the “good blogger” card. Mtscheeew


  7. Chychy says:

    *sigh* see why I love you Tokunbo? Now I know Jesus is my valentine. ¯\..(•͡_ •͡ )../¯


  8. dudubeauty says:

    I love it *wipes tears*


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