Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Tears dripping

Tears dripping down my soul
filling pockets full of sorrow
clenching hands, day-to-day
and tomorrow.

Does she have to go
are you okay -
No… no…
I’m just waiting… for the rain to stop
- inside…

She doesn’t have to know,
So I’ll say goodbye, and then
I’ll be fine…

11 comments:

  1. Wonderfully expressed... thanks.

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  2. this leaves a rather heavy feeling in the pit of my chest...

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  3. Such sadness, and I know what it feels like to rain on the inside. Thanks for sharing.

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  4. Well written! I like the flow although it was sad.

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  5. The is a sad poem, but nicely written

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  6. that rain inside is the worst feeling ever. Hurts so much, we think we'll never get over it.

    All very well put here to tug the olde heartstrings.

    From me, Jannie -- a OneStopPoetry initiate today

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  7. We hide our tears for the benefit of both.

    Nice piece, David. :)

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  8. i kinda feel morose through reading this...but this isnt a complaint..it means your words have been so good that they expressed a tangible feeling..cheers pete

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  9. I’m just waiting… for the rain to stop
    - inside…

    Those words really grabbed me.

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  10. the pain of love spoken in words of truth
    funny how we fight love...

    xoxox
    Jess

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