Alone in my world of solitude, admitting this feeling of mine
my desire to let go and cry, is nothing short of benign
nothing I think to do can elevate, sensing my emptiness to blame
my pain and anguish intimidates, bringing with it this shame

These words I hope to relate, might bring me a respite and chance to feel
maybe I just need assistance, finding a successful way to heal
regardless of the reason, for me truth must still hold true
I can't take this pain much longer, or I don't know just what I'll do

Extending my hand to you my friend, advice is what I really seek
finding an answer to my dilemma, this situation is very bleak
help me to confront that internal pain, in you I dare place my trust
refusing to believe or to give in to despair, I know this I must

My unseen tears, like a falling feather the wind shall carry away
how much did I hope my heart of flesh, would somehow turn into clay
you see my friend how to contend, with a heart weighing me down
trying to solve this anguish I have, in sadness causing me to drown

All my life this world to me, only black and white will I ever be able to see
there is truth and there is untruth, in my eyes that's how it could ever be
this world of gray is not worth much, another way for the selfish to gain
manipulating the truth to benefit themselves, while causing others our pain

living in our world full of desires, with temptations how to tow that straight line
confronted with selfishness and personal gain, thoughts causing my heart to pine
rising to the occasion and choosing wisely, more than this you just cannot do
but if the alternative is to compete with the selfish, run to avoid them like the flu

Comforted I am with these words I learned, quoted in the name of someone great
Rabbi Eliyahu Dessler was his name, and in his wisdom did I truly find my fate
"you can give without loving, but you can't love without giving", is what he would state
so if this path of selfishness is what you choose to follow, will you ever find that true mate?

No one can perceive this depth of pain
like an open wound, flowing tears like rain
where any glimmer of hope remains unforeseen
with that withering leaf, no longer turning green

The world in which you live, you feel even more betrayed
like an invisible enemy, upon your emotions they preyed
looking for a small refuge, finding the shade under a tree
realizing that this too, was only but an exercise in futility

Needing an escape, you'll do anything to avoid the inevitable
but knowing to hope for a miracle is something too incredible
a way to change your life, to blend in with a reality that negates
forcing you to be what your not, this is how society manipulates

Give me wisdom or give me death, my drive in life refusing to conform
pursuing the dictates of my heart, earnest conviction to never transform
while the fool goes with the flow, youth blindly following others in their path
sadly thinking with this course of action they'll belong, failing to do the math

Why be a follower when you can be a leader, why take when you can still give
build your world above and create for yourself this destiny, don't be its captive
power of free choice, is a divine desire for us to reject evil and choose good
beautiful utopia awaits us, for all this good we've done, if we only understood

While the moral and right thing to do, is not always easily perceived in a world so dark
deciding the correct path to go can be a challenge, when absent your helpful bookmark
so keep this guiding light foremost in mind, if you find yourself at a crossroad of indecision
never give up searching for the truth whatever its cost, this to be forever your only vision

A Tear Needs Care

The human being has five senses. The most important of them all are our eyes. They are the doorway to our very existence.

The Eyes never lie. They are the gateway into our hearts and souls. They are our direction. They are what we see and the object by which we often communicate our feelings. The eyes thus serve multiple purposes.

This is a Haiku poem that attempts to portray a human feeling that exists within all of us. Whether we know about or acknowledge them, the fact is that sometimes our own human faculties cannot always hide the real feelings contained in the depths of our hearts.

Sometimes things cannot remain hidden. By their very nature, their existence must necessarily be seen by some and felt by others. Sadness for example, shows itself in its pure honest "self" with the venue by which it expresses itself-- the human eyes. When emotions build, they reveal the true self behind the mask and, in such a case, the eye can never lie. Fears sometimes cause us to change our behavior, but when true deep sadness is the catalyst, even fear cannot withhold the outcome.

My Short Haiku poem now follows:

**no eye ever fears
revealing her nakedness
when sadness rains tears