Short Flood Of Tears Poems
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Promises
I can't decide what's truth or lies
Building trust one second
The next it dies
Broken heart
Flood of tears
Outraged
Spilling fears
unclosed eyes lose you
split dream drowns in flood of tears…
half-full broken glass
July 10, 2019
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Quietly she walks
holding back a flood of tears
they all sense her pain
empty stares behind their eyes
as she lay her child to rest
~by Barbara Writes
Pride of the nations is he who considers
All peoples of the world as sisters and brothers;
Keeps always ready to help the poor and weak;
Illuminates their lives, regardless of Latin or Greek;
Sacrifices for them, and for their welfare stands;
Tries all his means to save them and holds their hands
And lets not the flood of tears occupy their land,
Nor lets it turn the habitations of their hopes into sand!!!
Just like a weeping cello
I sing my melody out loud
The strings of my heart bleed as those of a weeping cello
I call out to the god of sorrow
Oh rainy day of my eyes as a storm churns inside me
Oh sweet saint of melody
Heal a heart with thorns and nails
What I feel is an evil unwashed, a flood of tears
But that's what you'll never see in my eyes
The Vulnerability is not mine but the sorrow to keep
Oh, Mother hear my Roar
A roar of Thunder
To stop the rain’s devour
my flood of tears deprive color
Bouquets fade like the cinders of a fire
Blossoms I grew with my own hands care
Hands that left my beauty so dear
Beauty she resides with the smallest of Stars
A Sliver of diamond shining in the dark
Under a moon of riots and war
Oh, Mother hear my Roar
A roar of thunder
Terry D'Arcy-Ryan
I'm scared I don't fathom my soul
With sense, I may not have control.
Perhaps I'll ne'er see it clearly
Lord, kindly have mercy on me.
The truth that lies beneath this sham,
Do I break my heart like a dam?
Am I one who loves, or beastly
Lord, kindly have mercy on me.
At times I'm a sear flood of tears.
Always bleeding drowning in fears.
Awed heart, a soul that can't foresee
Lord, kindly have mercy on me.
whom was the first to say,
that words do not hurt?
I do suppose that they
were really the first to blurt
ugly vicious profanity
to bring another down
becoming slave to vanity
they made another frown
just one single word
can cause a flood of tears
awful emotions stirred
causing a lifetime of fears
each soul that God created
has a unique and special beauty
don't let your light be faded
by ugly vicious profanity
A gray stormy sky matched my mood;
its violent, tempestuous
streaks of discontinuous light
fired across a charged atmosphere
soon answered by thunderous claps.
My mood is not unlike the storm:
It is emotionally charged,
unrestrained and prone to tantrums
that spark an electricity
too powerful to be controlled;
and like the tempest where wind blows
and precipitation follows
so too does my angry blowups
injure causing a flood of tears.
It's 2 a.m., and my bed is soggy.
A flood of tears has come to me,
Rain outdoors reflects my soul's pain,
I struggle throughout the night in the pitch dark.
A lone tear with every drop that falls
A sad story about the façade of love,
The sheets are saturated with memories from the past.
A love that could not endure forever.
Despite the rain, hope persists.
A ray of hope amid the agony,
My heart will mend because it is made to last, and the storm will eventually pass.
We had her for seventeen years
Now we shed a flood of tears
Her smile her ***** we’ll miss
Remembering her life today
We talk about her qualities
We share her memories
With family, friends and enemies
This cold, winter, rainy, December day
A text went out to a friend
A stop sign went unnoticed
A crash took her life
A phone call around midnight
A church, gymnasiums fill with folks
To honor and lament her death
My daughter, sister, cousin, friend
Her memory we celebrate