This is the opposite of Erasure Poems (erasing words from a given para or stanza to create a poem). I have added words to all the titles given in the prompt.
Shall we call it Patchwork Poetry?
All that lies broken
in the house of bones
is the sound of pride
and jagged pieces
of insatiable doubts.
The old sawmill
celebrates
their hundredth anniversary
with whispers in the wall
speaking of bygone eras.
The missing eye
with a posterior vision
voices lost in eternity
with dysfunctional ears
Take 2 of a Zombie apocalypse
awaits the souls and spirits.
The Titles given in Sunday Writing Prompt at MLMM
The Old Sawmill
Insatiable Doubt
The Missing Eye
House of Bones
Zombie Apocalypse Take 2
The Jagged Piece
All That Lies Broken
Whispers in the Wall
The Sound of Pride
The Anniversary
Creative Experiments and More 
Very clever Reena, you added just enough to make such sound sense.
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Thanks, Michael!
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This is very unique, Reena.
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Thanks, Robbie!
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Wow! Reena- you ‘killed it’- as my kids say 🙂 . I wish I’d written this… bravo!
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Thank you so much, Vivian!
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You’re welcome!
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You had me with those 3 opening lines wowza
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Thank you so much!
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Needs a thought on this
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Thank you, Sangbad!
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Welcome
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Wow Reena. That was awesome. Well done, I feel like taking my post down now. Lol! JKA. It’s always fascinating how people can take the same prompt and it turns out so uniquely different.
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Yes. Seeing the same valley from different points in the mountains. Thanks a lot!
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