Burning like fever in the spring
our love affair was on the wing
then drifted away on the summer wind
now I'm thinking of you
how good it used to be
holding on to precious memories
and every teardrop has a tale to tell
every teardrop fills a wishing well
changing like autumn leaves that fall
your love it comes and goes
then melts away with the winter snows
and I'm dreaming of you
things we used to do
holding out for those eyes of blue
and every teardrop it blinds reminds
every little teardrop brings me back to you
would that I could
say the words to mend
the heartache heartbreak
of this summer's end
one
tear, then
w a t e r f a l l
when recalling
you
Listen to the tears,
Slow and steady, dripping
Feelings folding away,
Promises, dreams, echoes,
Faith, hope, love that sees,
Through the shadows,
Into the song who sings
Grace beyond what we hoped,
In the tears, trembling cries,
Silencing the darkness
Revealing the secret lines
Between wonders unheard of
And, admiration of the love
Who shudders in the tears,
Erasing the struggles,
While coloring the mirrors,
Small drops, little reflections
What it means to see…
Beyond the tears, into the eyes
Who sparkle, with a subtle glow,
Softening the edges of teardrop’s
Splattering illusion, feelings
Flooded by a moment’s fear,
Before the strength of grace,
Hears the tear and wipes away,
Even the slowest stains,
Whispering light through every night,
Reminding me why…
Each tear is a cry for what is right,
A cry for the beacon of light,
The guide who is love come to life,
True love is a man called Christ.
MY TEARDROP
Here is my teardrop,
May I have yours…
How might I know
That you are listening
To me and only me
And not you in me
Perhaps the pen and finger
Pressing on your head lingers better
What to know about me
But barely do you
All I am saying is
Here is my teardrop;
May I have yours
Through not the eloquence
Of your language
But by the sensibility of your diction
And profound compassion in your attitude
A doomed lifelessness sprung out of me
My body resided, candid eyed
While my soul left, evaporated to escape
In the form of a single tear shed.
Such dense, my eyes could not hold the weight
They dropped it to the floor
Falling to its fate in a graceless chase
I could not see it reach its goal.
I felt light, but with unattended vacancy
A gulf possible of collapsing; I looked down,
And there were pieces of myriad gold
Breaking off the teardrop,
Flecks of my croon, singing
They were fairies who rose up to me,
I saw in them a sense of misery--
My own staring back at me.
The fairies casted a spell of my unknown
The magic perforated straight into me
Something stirred-- deceit to emptiness
Something that did not beg to break free
Maybe a soul that was stable, in peace.
I realised it was the answer to my plea,
The weight laden drop was no more
The single tear shed was a call for help
It birthed fairies who availed to it.
The teardrop lied
Mocked the moment
Seized its opportunity
To defy the honor
of sadness.
©6/17/2023
I
am
like the
teardrops
misting my
eyes, and like
my lover, whom
I had to let go, one
tear is now sliding down
my cheek; oh, how I wish
that my love were crying now
for me, and that like this one tear,
his hand was warmly caressing my
cheek! Oh, that his mouth could
be again on my mouth, like this
teardrop that has fallen to
my lips. I would be this
tear but sadly dying
on his mouth
The emptiness deep inside comes with pain
is not understood or a reason found
this loneliness will languish as a bane
a shadowed realm lived from birth is profound
Joy is a far-off world one can dream of
where a smile is more than a silent thought
to live with emptiness and without love
is a continuous loop in time caught
where emptiness births a darker offspring
and feelings are not worth the time to touch
no hope to be lived for a soul to sing
left with the emptiness within not much
to stare in the void to hear nothing call
lay alone in the dark a tear will fall
Tear on my face,
what number could you be?
I would never count
that high
to prove your capability.
You are here
in this place
too often, and why?
Not a day goes by
without you in your space -
wet and trembling
and marking my sorrow.
"Tears are rain from the eyes." By Poet
A simple teardrop, runs down my face like a rain drop. When I laugh or when I cry, it comes from my eye.
A
Drop
Trickles
Down her face
She looks misty-eyed
Soul-broken, pain token
All she can do now is cry
Flood of emotions
S p i l l over
9th Feb 2023
In my teardrops and prismed raindrops,
and in rainbow hues I glimpse your face,
with the grins and smiles I long to see.
If only I could hold you again in my embrace.
My darling daughter, I wish it could be,
but the only traces of you I'll ever see
will be in each teardrop reverie.
How I yearn for stormy weather,
knowing that soon a rainbow will appear
and once more I will see you there,
running down the lane without fear,
my laughing child without a care.
In the sunlight's prismed mirror
I glimpse reflections of your curly hair.
In my teardrops and prismed raindrops
you come into view and time stands still.
Memories of you enter my mind
of my beautiful child, before you were ill.
Though you are now beyond my reach,
I will never become resigned
to the boundary that lies between us,
for our two hearts will forever be aligned.
9-21-22
Contest: I Wandered Lonely as a…Challenge
Sponsor: Natasha Scragg
11-4-22
Contest: 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 19
Sponsor: Mark Toney
"I wandered lonely as cloud." Daffodil by William Wordsworth
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I Wandered Lonely as a Teardrop
I wandered lonely as a teardrop
In a sea of sand,
A tempest in one glistening drop,
Ruthless riptides of demands
Rush through a narrow neck of outlet
Turned upside down in midnight vignettes.
Cold specks of numb and ancient stone
Deaf to remorse of a single sigh
Tumble past my burn scar so alone
That weeps with solitude's clouded eye
No time to stop for struggling strangers
To get involved - a diffident danger.
A writhing sea of rushing crowds
Parts around my stifled sob
Roaring indifference shouted out loud
Guarded pain in my teardrop throbs
The shape of quivering unheard laments
Empathy drown and mercy absent.
My colorless grief weeps without end
In oceans like a shipwrecked nomad
Blocked from the warm fount of a friend
Heartbroken by a lost comrade
One teardrop cries to understand
The maddened surge in a sea of sand.
Mom, I promise to always be a teardrop away.
My personality has shattered, but it will not always be this way.
Even though my disappearance will always be unspoken.
I will rise from the aftermath, after so many nights unbroken.
Even though my struggles you will always resent.
Even though I wish we could share my imprisonment.
Think of being away from me as respite.
And so will I, even as I fall deeper in this pit.
Together, someday, our guilt will vanish.
Your voice is not in my head, it is the one I will cherish!
Raindrops refract sunlight to form
A rainbow
A teardrop refracts sunlight to form
A colored bubble
So,when l see teardrops
Running down your cheek
I would say
Don't cry baby
Cheer up
I have seen a teardrop
With a colorful rainbow
(a bright tomorrow)
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