My Tears Poem by Rose Marie Juan-austin
My Tears
The sun spreads its wonders
Before it sets in
And my heart that has lost
Its very own
Suddenly releases its pain.
My tears clouded my eyes
And they are about to fall
I let them run freely
They flow like rain on my face
Make my eyes puff and face swells.
I never care
Never care at all
The overflowing tears
They release all my pent-up emotions
And sadness that wraps my soul.
My tears are the key
To this prison cell that
Perched inside my heart
Liberates me from
The mountain of loneliness.
Copyright 2023, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved
I still enjoyed your excellently worded poem MY TEARS enormously, thank you so much for sharing, in gratitude, my revisit
Those tears are not a sign of weakness, but rather a sign of clarity and harmony; they are a recharging of the soul and a testament to strength.
Those tears cleanse the heart and the inner self, flushing out the impurities of sorrow; let them flow when the time is right, O sensitive and delicate poet.
I never care Never care at all The overflowing tears They release all my pent-up emotions And sadness that wraps my soul
Crying out in solitude all our pains is a great relief- remedy for our beaten heart...a thoughtful write
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CONGRATULATIONS, dear Rose Marie, this gorgeous poem is today on number 33 on the Top 100 of the Best Member Poems on Poem Hunter. Once again my CONGRATULATIONS.
I just peeped again, this gorgeous poem MY TEARS is now on number 30. Just now! CONGRATULATIONS again with this gem, this Masterpiece! Truly most deserving, I like very much the building up of this fascinating poem
Today is ranked as number 30. Congratulations, dear Rose Marie. A gem, a Masterpiece