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My Endless Crying

My endless crying I don’t know where to start From a Present full of pain and little happiness From my past, dark with too much sadness Few spots of light and little happiness Moments of happiness!!!!!!!!!!!! They disappeared in the ocean of my sadness Remembering them, makes smile When I used to know how to smile Before I sink in the hardship of the life Many times I want to cry Sometimes I want to scream loud But then I remember in the past They used to say its shame for a man to cry They used to say men do not cry But I say that is all lie no one cry as hard as men cry No one cry as much as men cry We cannot publicly cry We have to hide our tears when we cry Men are good to hide their pain and tears They should remain strong But they cry when they are alone Their tears is too precious to be seen If only the walls of the houses talk If only the eyes of the men talk If only the tears of the men talk If only the pillows on their bed talk They will say how much men cry in the dark Is it my fate to cry forever? Is it my destiny any way I turn ends up with great pain Or it's my mischief on earth, and this is my punishing I care no more, what is going to be, let it be Let the angel of death land in my world Let them take my soul Let them put end to this endless sadness Let my eyes rest and drop no more tears Let my heart grief no more Let my sadness come to the end Let people In the world care for their loved one They should know men cry when they are alone They need someone to wipe their tears they need love not to die alone Die alone ……………………

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Date: 7/17/2013 1:44:00 PM
Men cry in thoughts not usually heard And women feign to hear them. We are taught in childhood, that it is not manly to cry. We believe, so we cry alone.
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Date: 1/3/2013 3:09:00 AM
Can feel the pain. There is a God who is with you in secret, who can understand. Good write!
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Date: 10/3/2012 2:29:00 PM
Hakeem, your poem is written with great compassion, I feel the strong emotions you use while writing your poem. I think all men are alike in their own way. Especially when they cry behind close doors.. tears are a powerful energy we can hide.. enjoyed your soup-mail, and poem,,, always~ pd
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