Broken Poets


Your mind’s complicated – it gets so intense.

 It’s a trait quite familiar which I understand.

You hunger for life

& always want more, more, more,

Yet you find yourself, once more, at death’s door.

Bottles, needles, blood and sex…

A passer-away becoming The Ex

Emphasis on ‘The’, in a poet’s head.

You break easily

Dancing to the tune of

Your goddess i.e. poetry.

Without The Poet & The Story

Your brokenness surpasses…

…Surpasses your glory…


Broken Poet, I hear your heart

Crack… Break… & split wide open…

You can’t mend it with a pen…,

So Return…

Return to…

The beginning of our tale – reassess!

In the beginning was the Word for

The Broken Poet & the Poetess.


By Monika Ribeiro


Dedicated to Adam

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Monika Ribeiro (writer/poet)

I write because I have to & love to… Writing helps me organize thoughts, understand life & address vital matters in a constructive way. I hope this blog satisfies your intellect & your soul at the same. Be inspired...

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