Tears

“There must be something strangely sacred in salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.”

― Kahlil Gibran

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You fall incessantly 

from my eyes

covering my face 

and 

drawing a veil on 

my emotions

my secret keeper

my promise bearer


You roll down my cheeks 

as a reminder of the

promise unkept

as a reminder 

of my heart 

broken

and the shards piercing

and all the bridges 

I have been trying 

to keep in place

you roll down gleefully

as 

wishes and dreams 

are burnt alive

 
I can't cup or hold you

you are just bits of salty water 

you know

a reminder of my heart

as it fails to contain the 

insatiable joy inside

the welling up of eyes

when I can't hide 

the love inside

I hide you behind 

all the curtains of the 

curved lip and cursed heart

when I don't want you to

see that 

I'm being burnt alive

 
I'm your creator

you are born

out of me 

you every iota of existence

is compensated

by the blood running 

through my veins

I create you

but you still manage

to defy me.

My tears, defy me.
 This post is in response to the daily prompt Deplete
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22 thoughts on “Tears

  1. I keep a copy of The Prophet on my night stand and read it frequently. You’ve chosen the perfect quote to start this piece and your words have profound emotion within them. IT is what really draws me to your poetry. Love the passion with which you approach all subjects.

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