The Broken Morning Poem by Cristian Carcu

The Broken Morning



This morning I felt a broken silence stepped into my dream
This morning I felt my twisted soul longing for another broken scream
A broken day arrived without the usual broken light

The time was frozen
The life was broken
The love undone

Me, around and in and out and in between
I had to feel
I had to eat
The broken meat
Of all the souls
I've ever been

Thursday, February 21, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: longing
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