Discover The Broken Men by Rudyard Kipling. Explore themes of exile and longing for home in this classic English poem. Read the full text here.

Loving a broken man is not without its challenges, but it is an opportunity to witness the transformative power of love. These poems beautifully capture the essence of such relationships, emphasizing the importance of patience, empathy, and understanding.

the poems The Broken Men 1 For things we never mention, For Art misunderstood — For excellent intention That did not turn to good; From ancient tales' renewing, From clouds we would not clear — Beyond the Law's pursuing We fled, and settled here.

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Apr 18, 2021 · So emotive, touching--true to life! Here lies a broken man...broken minds...broken hearts...that says it all, John. You paint in bleeding words the pain one feels when a dear heart is suffering. You have a theme for your next song.

Feb 12, 2025 · A Broken man a journey as a boy treated like a toy abused by those he loved no nurturance only arguments all he seen all he knew as he grew negativity consumption of his world his personality embroiled in the past Looking toward the future Broken Looking at the world he knew Gone at last…

Jan 3, 2020 · Do you have it in you to love a broken man? Do you have the time for a man who's trying to be better than his past? I was kicked while I was down, but will you help me to stand?

May 14, 2015 · Oh, drive me down to the bottom of that pit! i don't think my heart can take another hit. i am a man on the verge of being broken or maybe i already am. ''Who the hell do you think I am?'' words from Kamina. i am a nobody; a loser. i feel as small as a PT Cruiser. i am a broken man and these are my chronicles.

From clouds we would not clear -- We fled, and settled here. We bade no long good-byes; Men wrote of fraud and lies. 'T was time and time to go -- Ahead lay Callao! That pray for ten per cent, To spy the road we went. (They scan the shipping still), Returning good for ill! Where never warrants come; That give a man a home, But set him on his feet;

Maybe this poem is trying to find a way to witness a black man’s body in new terms. The poem grants its own permission to embrace masculinity’s vulnerability and imperfections, and as Tagore said, ‘my wounds and also my healing.’” —Aaron Coleman