a thousand tears i cried
over the last few days
what was once a dry(gentle) riverbed
transformed int...
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a thousand tears i cried
over the last few days
what was once a dry(gentle) riverbed
transformed into a wild river overnight
with each passing moment
and each passing hour
with the clock slowly ticking away
the tears just continue unabated
a thousand gallons of teardrop
gently caress the feet of those nearby
yet no one moved an inch
a teardrop a second
slowly squeezing the life out of me
slowly putting an end to this wretched existence
a river that was once dormant (gentle)
now surges on
inside me
a river of teardrops
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note:
inspired by an incident i was told and in someways related to me as well :)
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Thank you Bina :)
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spk
nice one
a good cry lightens the spirit
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Thank you Opulence :)
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Spk,
Awesome poem..... can relate to the tears. I've heard its better to cry out then to bottle inside. I wish all you tears would find an answer someday, somewhere, sometime. On a positive note " You Will"
Cheers,
Opulence.
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Thanks Indu :)
Yep, sometimes its much to stop writing than you imagine :)
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Thanks Bhavna :)
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Thanks womanslove :)
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So SPK,
You are back in poetry again. That is a welcome sign.
A tear drop inspired you to write a poem.
Lovely.
Indu
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amazinnnn spk...
a thousand gallons of teardrop
gently caress the feet of those nearby
yet no one moved an inch
rgds
Bhavna
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Heart touched write spk
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