i was only a little drop but i caused a big splash others hit the crops but i fell on a ladies lash blending with a tear this tiny drop of rain knew a moments fear when i felt her pain between the lashes caught a sense that love is lost each breath seems fraught knowing there'll be a cost so many emotions combined tearing the nerve-ends apart a branding iron searing the mind while anguish scars the heart a blink and I'm on her face heading towards my demise i mourn for the human race and the misery i saw in her eyes
You know what they say about oldies...they're the goodies in life and this is no exception. Eileen your wisdom rocks with every word.
Wow! My friend, this one is a keeper. How did it ever get past me the first time. Most exceptional my friend.
Love,
Susan
Clever, poignant and powerful...although I feel as though I'm not telling you a thing that all who have read before ome once, or even those who are reading a second time haven't said about this touching write..cudos Eileen for you eternal brilliance and friendship!
Love,
Taylor
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on October 2, 2006
What a powerful and compassionate vision you've penned here Eileen!
Oh wow! this is great...this has deep heartfelt passion and a wonderful imagination...last year I had my students write a short story of their life as a raindrop, it was great, but this year I might choose to allow them to become a single tear...you keep writing your work is great!
your friend at the den...
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Reviewed by Nagamuthu Osho (Reader)
Reviewed on October 2, 2006
Respected Poet,
It is more galore of gallant words... With more compassion and devotion.
The best part of the poem is that which raptrous the readers, makes the imagination into real.
God Bless you,
Yours truly,
N.K.OSHO
This tiny drop of pain may soon become a drop of hope when santiy returns to mankind.GBQ and it was sad to see that drop dripping from your eye
Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
Reviewed on October 1, 2006
Much can be achieved out of pain if only we can raise up to expectations. But I admit not everyone has that capacity. Sad poem for a Monday morning, but quite beautiful in its mournful tone. Victor
Powerfully compelling, Eileen. A rain drop mixed with a tear drop...both are cleansing though one is born in hope and the other in pain. Nice write.
Take care,
Sherry
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Wow! My friend, this one is a keeper. How did it ever get past me the first time. Most exceptional my friend.
Love,
Susan
"...i mourn for the human race..."
So poignant is this meaningful poem, Eileen. You write these with such heart.
Micke
Love Tinka
Love,
Taylor
Love & Light,
Joseph
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love,
Dove
Reindeer
your friend at the den...
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
It is more galore of gallant words... With more compassion and devotion.
The best part of the poem is that which raptrous the readers, makes the imagination into real.
God Bless you,
Yours truly,
N.K.OSHO
Peace. Joyce
Brilliant and thought provoking concept
Your incredible mind knows no limits in literary construction..
Walk on
Cheers
Peter
My utmost respect.
Hugs,
CJ
Take care,
Sherry