Tear Poems - Poems about Tear

hardship chiseled in his features silence laden by a troubled past his thoughts kept to himself behind an invisible wall of insulation while his face speaks to me in whispers of a history muddled with shady details eyes reveal that regrets he's had a few and dreams now seem out of reach yet there's a part of him that refuses to give up AP:...

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I’m racing round the NASCAR scene, With bugs and grit upon my gleam. The rubber flies, the dust goes wild, Screen’s smeared, rip it off, I cried. Tear it Off, Rip it Off! Shatter My Veil, to Crystal Clear, Please! Got no time to wipe, stop or weep, My tear-offs are stacked ten deep! Snatch and rip my world to clear, Let's end the pit-stop...

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The sandman moved to the corner as I eyed him. The pain creased, and sheared my attention. Pain would shoot blanks at my head. Running would only excite the strange feeling of being followed but not contacted. I touch my memory and cut my finger, blood covers dry tears. My lip curls, quivers, and then...

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The wind banged against the windows, likely ruining hundreds of curtains meant to protect the warmth inside. It made a soft rustling sound. Eighteen meters away, my lookalike and I met at the final farewell the beginning that could have been. He had the same birthmark as me on his chin, where he nervously tapped just...

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Eyebags forming. Dilated pupils. The one starting pulling away. Leg-crossed and the hand supporting the chin. The right arm falls in imbalance. Leg does not stop moving back and forth. So quick turning excitement into torture. Searching the whole river in the eyes was reached. Now it‘s just a motionless navy blue. Welcoming the seabird to stop and scream for...

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It's a fresh day To play in a new way To convey each light ray More pray, no delay, fair pay We stay where we lay What can I say? Stand up, quit your sit Take a breath, rest a bit Ensure you stay fit Get ready for the hit Grab your jumping kit Fall not into pit As he'd walk into your block In seconds, he'll...

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The sky, a bruised plum, holds its breath. Then, a rip. Not clean, not surgical, but a jagged tear across the seamless blue. Wind, suddenly a tangible beast, claws at the trees, whips skirts around legs, a low growl escalating. First fat drops, hesitant scouts on dusty sidewalks, exploding with a dark kiss. Then the deluge. A roaring curtain separating now from then, sight from sound. Light, fractured and violent, slices the world in...

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A single tear is all I can give, For my body is drained of that pleasure. I’m too weak to remember the years I lived, Or the days too heavy to measure. So where does that leave me falling? What is it that could cure me? A single walk would tell me nothing - But at least for a moment I’d be...

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Wintering along then spring appears Venturing forth we begin a new year Happens each Jan Making new plans Starting anew, it brings on a tear ...

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Open your mind once again and shed some tears for a world full of pain Shed some tears for the children that die and for the mothers that openly cry Shed some tears for needless death in war not really knowing what they are fighting for Shed some tears for the people with no home the unwanted that...

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They are always considered be of pain But do we not cry the water in emotion A joyful time of moment pleasure is felt Mucus oil or which three tears fall But wet thou eye's of significant relief Tear falls, washing your eyes even unfelt Wash and drain the pipe or overflow face Depending on...

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‘When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives.’ - Lauren Eden ................................................................................. my pains depart not even when my tear glands d r y as sorrow remains my life’s most loyal friend it bothers not to knock before drawing near just since I was wrested away...

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Tears are salty seeds planted in the rich soil of hope. When given nourishment, encouragement, ...

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