Tears. Poems - Poems about Tears.

I didn’t expect this – it came quickly, without warning I couldn’t hide. It left me with no choice – but to go to war, battling the deafening poison, the affliction feeling like the deafening crash thunder raging, pouring out its fury I didn’t ever imagine this would come to be, silencing the courage that I’d once felt, giving my plans a...

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My heart is lost in depth of woes, While sorrows echo loud. As tears descend with silent throes~ Beneath a veil of cloud. In the dark I grope for my lost heart, But it's slipped beyond my firm grip. Each tear I shed softens its grave, And deeper it sinks, out of reach. My misery drums a hollow grief, No hope of joy or...

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I awoke to foggy windows, there were raindrops tapping softly. The trees were swaying to the rhythm, I fell ill from melancholy. The sky was so dark, it had made angels cry. Strong winds rushed in, grey clouds blew by. I felt my strength fading fast, My head had found its pillow again. I layed back down with no regrets, I covered up and settled in. My...

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6/17/2025 Before Heaven began showing its anger, stillness claimed ownership of the midnight sky. But distant flashes instantly brought thunder, I awoke from slumber thinking dawn was nigh. Then that precise moment clouds began to weep, were cloud tears giving my home town a purging. Tears were puddling and I thought is there no end, my interrupted rest was at God’s urging? ...

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In all the books of history written with ink of blood and dried tears, There is no war that was not hatched in the shadow of palaces of power, Governments alone, like birds of prey sharpening their claws in silence, Independent of the hearts of people, for whom war is always poison. How many generations have marched on dusty...

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J-oy O-r A-gony, N-ormal C-ries A-rrive, A-pplying C-omfort B-rought A-round Y-ou ©bfa060525 Monocrostic (Birthday of Joan Caacbay)...

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I must grow used to longing for your absent face— with weeping eyes, accustomed to the ache. My cup lies empty now. From this moment on, I shall fill it only with regret. Though I am far from you, whenever I close my eyes, you appear— seen by the heart, called by a hundred whispered prayers. Where is the one who, in the night of parting, sighs into the...

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Skies sparkled with snow diamonds drifting through the magic that surrounded the effervescent darkness. The tulle breath of the forest spirited the moonglow in a spritely capricious demeanor and addressed me as … it spoke … of the curious sounds seeping from the lavender mist. Moon and stars joined to illustrate a tale of strength behind the human laws of moral...

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Gratitude, a mental notion, The soul’s healing potion A daily habit, a practice so true Seeding joy and peace anew. With thankful heart and focused mind, A world of blessings our heart to divine. Every moment, major or minor, Is a chance to make the practice finer Sunrise, sunset, or firmament of stars, Laughter, tears, even healing scars. The birds that sing and clouds that...

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RIVULETS I don’t know when my tears melted into the rain~ warm rivulets thawed patterns upon my heart of ice ‘tis a strange world these hesitant heartbeats I hear once again ...

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Memories tattoo my brain like an artist I miss loved ones passed and the last Time I saw each one is frozen Like icicle tears swelling brown eyes Last time I saw her alive she Was full of joy eating favorite foods Planning her life despite breast cancer Nothing stopped her from dreaming Not even death Final time I...

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After dewy night in the corner OF garden flowers in tears cry...

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C-rying I-nside N-ever D-ecreases Y-our D-ynamic E-nergy T-o O-vercome I-nternal T-urmoil's O-nslaught ©bfa051825 Monocrostic (Birthday of Cindy R. Detoito) ...

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I only wish she hadn’t cried the tears meant for me while she burned under a merciless sun, hadn’t been the sheltering forest while her own bark turned to ash, hadn’t stood like an unmoving mountain to lift me on her shoulders toward the blue skies, hadn’t taken upon herself the dark clouds meant to cover me like...

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I learned many things from him ... That the trackless path is gifted to those who believe That the distance between thoughts can only be connected by words That the idea itself is worthless without the thing it expressed That tomorrow is no more important than yesterday or today That the bullfighter must never die with the bull still alive That revolution is the truest place where death is reborn That real courage is only measured by the one sorely lacking That...

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