When the Heart Cries
When the heart cries, the eyes well up,
Heavy with feelings long confined.
When the heart bleeds, the eyes go blind,
Choked by sorrow undefined.
When the heart cries, the eyes shudder,
Shaken by grief behind the grace—
Bitterness born on a lover’s shoulder,
In a restless search for a tender place.
When the heart cries, the eyes release
The pain of reckless, fragile love—
Nurtured in silence, grown from fear,
Now aching from what it’s made of.
When the heart cries, the eyes grow dim,
Lost in a fog of silent despair.
Emotions swell along love’s rail,
Calm as a child in dreamless air.
When the heart, like the belly, takes in too much—
Hungering still, though overfilled—
It swells like a balloon with every touch,
Yet aches for more, unmet and stilled.
When the heart cries, the eyes cry out,
Weary of silence, unmet need.
Jejune replies to aching calls
Leave tenderness to wilt and bleed.
When the heart cries, the eyes grow tired,
Longing for days of softer light—
When trees were green, the winds were kind,
And love was gentle, pure, and right.
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