The sadness,
The fears,
The upset,
The Tears.
The feelings start,
The darkness nears,
The loneliness approaches,
Here come The Tears.
I feel alone,
Nothing is clear,
On my own,
Stuck with The Tears.
The Tears of pain,
The Tears of shame,
The Tears of guilt,
The Tears of blame.
It’s just me, me and The Tears.
A shoulder places itself near the source of the tears, but cannot impose itself, on their space.
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Yaa truely said. 👍😢
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Gorgeous!!
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Thank you 💐
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Tears 😭 are to the eyes
What raindrops are to the sky
They remind us that no pain is for ever .
Rain drops ☔️ and tears 😭 come and go
Love is forever.
Enjoy your poetry.
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Thank you
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This is beautiful.
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Thank you mam
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🌹
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💐
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So simple but so profound!
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Thank you
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This too shall pass. 😦 ❤
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Yaa bad times pass
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A poem with makes the readers empathise with the writer. Beautifully expressed pain…
There’s always a new light within, just need to discover it…
“The pages of her diary had never wondered,
A dreadful incident would leave her thundered.”
Read my poem “Survivor” at
https://akashsingh2017.wordpress.com/2017/06/25/survivor/
Hope it inspires you and touches your heart 🙂
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Thank you surely will go through it
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I’m gone say this but This is me in every single words this poem just toke the words right out of my mouth
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Stop relating yourself and connecting.. try to be what you are on positive aspects.. I would rather say connect and relate your self with positive means.. life will be good
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