The private tears
They only run when it's dark
They are shy
Only appear when I am solo
Midnight tears
They used to break me
They used to bring me down
Funny how they became my only friend
Now they are my peace
Now they comfort me
Jun 17, 2025
Jun 17, 2025 at 6:25 PM UTC
Friend to my soul
Twin to my heart
Permanent in my mind
A garden before my eyes
Full of blooming flowers
I stare 'undeserving'so
I pick a random flower
Notice something out of the usual
Something unique about this flower
It actually shares a strong connection
It has features of a soul friend
It brings about a smile on my face
One of a kind indeed
It is more than what can be seen with the naked eye that we share
It is something more deep
Within the chambers of the *****
May 2, 2025
May 2, 2025 at 3:50 AM UTC
Tremendous hole in my heart
My brain?empty
My body?numb
I closed my eyes
touting for peace but,
my inside was raging
Deep in my hole
I kept asking the same question
Why the pain and fear kept recurring
The light became dimmer until it was dark
This time all I wanted was,
To see the light and,
A remedy to heal
This time all I wanted was,
Peace and a reason to live.
(An extention of tears of a poet)
Mar 23, 2025
Mar 23, 2025 at 12:10 PM UTC
Salty liquid drops on paper
Waterfall on my cheeks
As I try to express,
My feelings on this very paper
I take small breaths,
Trying to diffuse the pain,
But can't ease the pain
I could only move my hand
As I stain the pure paper with ink
Like an ant in a huge hall
Pain in a numb body
Scream to deaf ear
Unnoticed!
Feb 2, 2025
Feb 2, 2025 at 3:43 AM UTC
Somedays I see you on the sky
Your pretty face made of pure clouds
Watching over me with a big smile
Somedays you are invisible
I can only hear your benign laughter
If only I could hug you
I would always ask myself
Why you were taken away from me
I was in a quandary
Shiny days began to rust
Dark days became more darker
Atleast my loss was a blessing for others
Heaven was blessed with an angel
I still hear your therapeutic voice
I miss you every single day
Rest well my angel
Feb 2, 2025
Feb 2, 2025 at 3:39 AM UTC
When my pillow is drenched with tears, my mind filled with fear.
She still avails herself to me
Even when their cruelty ****** me,
she gently dresses my wounds.
When I can't sleep at night,
she is my dulcimer lullaby
Even when my teeth's peak,
when my cheecks lift,
when my heart jumps so high
And when my eyes gleam so bright.
She still avails herself to me
She connects so well with ears,
wipes my tears,erase my fears
She is my music!
Dec 12, 2024
Dec 12, 2024 at 1:11 AM UTC
Does it really hurt?
Try to ramble ,but there's no finish line.Unsolicited but needs to be heard
It can make you feel uncharted
Does it sound too loud?
Try to mute your ears?
Either way it will be heard
It can be a big chunk to swallow ,
But it just needs to digest
Accept the truth
You will see a clear path
Dec 11, 2024
Dec 11, 2024 at 3:30 PM UTC